Hey, it's finally Sunday! The only day I can sleep in. I woke up 10 am this morning. Lol.
So I quickly wrote this one right after I woke up. I tried to make it longer than the previous one, but it's still quite short. About 1,100 words. I really love the last part of this. Can't believe I thought that up.
I really need to finish up my math project, so I did this in a rush. Please forgive me this's crappy.
=Misaki's POV=
"Really… You asked me to take care of myself, but why aren't you taking care of yourself?" I whispered while staring at Usui's calm face.
'He's in this condition because of me. If I didn't exist in his life, he would've gone out with Minami and have a perfect life…' I thought.
"Why didn't you just go out with Minami and leave me? I'm sure she will agree on being your fiancé, unlike me…"
I stared at his bandaged chest. I wonder how much pain would Usui go through once he comes back to consciousness.
"Why aren't you awake now? I thought you were an alien that will survive everything? Wake up. Wake up and tease me with your perverted jokes," I muttered and straightened myself.
I looked around the room, finding something to kill time. But all I found was a pen and a stack of paper.
'Well, better than nothing,' I thought, grabbing the pen and a piece of paper, placing it on Usui's bed and started scribbling things down.
5 reasons why I hate you
You can read my mind better than myself
Thinking about whenever he knows my answer before I even say it out loud.
You're a perverted alien from outer space
Thinking about the times he says or does something perverted, resulting me to blush really hard and smack him in the face.
You're always better than me
Thinking at the time I got 2nd place in an exam while he got the 1st.
You always make my heart skip a beat
I was smiling when I wrote this one down. Even though I hated it, but somehow…
I enjoyed it, too.
I stared at the paper for a while. My mouth turned into a grin when I thought about what I was about to write down.
You made me –
"Fall over heels for you," a voice suddenly said before I even wrote it down.
A voice as soft as silk… So calming… So caring… So him.
Oh shit.
I quickly looked up at him. His eyes were open, his lips forming a grin.
"Y-you!" I snatched the paper and stood up. My heart was beating so fast that I thought it would blow up. "You should give a sign or something if you're awake!"
"I was awake before you even started writing," he said, his voice soft but not a bit coarse.
"Wait. So that means-" I said.
"Yes, I heard what you were muttering," he nodded. "I knew that you love my perverted jokes. I knew it."
"Shut up! If it's not for your wounds and all, I would've punched you so hard that you bones will be disjointed," I slowly sat down, the piece of paper in my hands.
"Speaking of wounds, how are you, Ayuzawa? Are you alright? Any injuries?" He asked, his tone worried.
"Me? You're asking me?" My eyes bugged out. "You're bandaged all over and you're asking me am I alright? Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," he replied grumpily. He didn't like talking about himself. He never did.
"Fine? You're fine? You just got beaten up last night and the only information you're giving me is a word 'fine'? Give me more details so that I can ask the doctor to give you painkillers or something," I shouted.
"Hm…" One of his eyebrow rose.
"What?" I blurted out.
"Nothing, just wondering why you care so much about how I feel," he said.
My cheeks burned.
"S-shut up! I don't care how you feel," I exclaimed.
Right then, my stomach went off with a loud grumble.
"Whoa. Are you hungry? Haven't you eaten last night?" He asked.
"Oh yes, I was eating happily when I know that my boyfriend is in ICU," I answered sarcastically.
"You haven't eaten last night?" His eyes bugged out of their sockets.
"Of course not. How could I eat when I know that a person I really care about is critically injured?"
"Someone you really care about… I'm touched," he said solemnly.
"Oh shut up," I said, trying my best to not lift my fist and punch him.
"You should go eat."
"What about you?" I asked.
"I'm fine. I'm not that hungry-"
His stomach grumbled.
"Hahaha. Yeah, you're not that hungry but you're really hungry," I laughed.
He chuckled and said, "Alright. I am hungry. Can you call the nurse to give us our breakfast now?"
Just when I was about to grab the telephone on the table beside the bed, a nurse walked in.
"Sorry for the delay, here's your food," the nurse walked towards Usui and me, with two bowls of porridge on her hands. She laid them down on the table.
"Thanks," I smiled.
"Enjoy your meal," she smiled back and exited the room.
"Why is it that every time I fall ill, I will always have to eat porridge?" He asked, his tone not really annoyed.
"Oh would you just shut up and eat it?" I growled and picked up a bowl of porridge and a ceramic spoon.
"I can't. Both of my hands are broken, remember?" He nodded to his arm. "Feed me."
"Not again…" I sighed while scooping a spoonful of sparse porridge, seeing the steam rise.
"Oh, and I don't fancy eating it hot," he smiled.
"Then wait for it to be cold, then eat it," I placed the spoon inside my mouth and ate the porridge, instead of blowing it and feeding it to Usui.
"Do you really plan on feeding me cold porridge?"
"Ugh… Idiot…" I took another spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge and blew it.
"That's more like it," he smiled in accomplishment.
I placed the spoon in front of his face, the bowl right below it in case the thing drops. He opened his mouth, right when he was about to sip it, I thought of something.
I quickly moved the spoon – with the bowl below it – to the right. Just like what he did when he was feeding me the noodle in that 'Love Trial' game in Yumesaki school festival.
Revenge is sweet.
"You suck. Come on, Usui. It's here," I tried my best not to laugh when repeating what he said to me at the festival. "Come take it."
He chuckled for a while and said, "Okay, I'll play. But if I succeed to take one sip, you'll need to kiss me 5 times."
"Oh, you're on," I said, preparing myself for a porridge war.
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