Okay, so it's long-er
This was the original chapter that sparked off the story! Hooray! Yeah idk how it happened either *sweats*
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P.S. only a few more chapters until the end of this story!
Chapter 10
Things were getting harder.
He was distancing himself from her. He came home injured more often than not and he barely spoke to her; instead he slept more, drank more, and even left the bar more. It was all Maya could do to keep him in one piece, never mind their relationship. Or maybe it was the other way around; she wasn't sure. All she knew was that it was difficult, and not because either of them wanted it to be. She still had that much faith in him.
"You're going to get yourself killed one of these days." She chided him, binding the wound on his hand gently. Her voice was soft though the meaning was fierce and clear, her nimble fingers gliding over his smooth skin almost absently as she spoke. "You're pretty reckless." Careless was more like it, but she didn't really want to think about that.
"Hm."
He didn't care, of course he didn't care. It was his life he was screwing around with and, as far as he cared, he was invincible. Nobody could touch him.
Except, of course, they could, and they did. And now here she was, binding a wound he shouldn't have and trying to make him listen when she made him promise to be careful.
"Don't you 'hm' me." She grumbled, trying the bandage off. One hand still supporting underneath his wrist, the other trailed up towards his hands, fingertips ghosting over bandages and his skin
She stopped in the centre of his palm, one hand now below, the other hovering on top. Gently she flattened the second against his palm, her fingers bending to accommodate for the calloused heel of his hand. .
"Please. Be more careful next time."
There was a non-committal sigh and he stood up, dragging his hand slowly out through hers. For a brief moment their fingers locked and he paused, or maybe he didn't, she wasn't sure, and then he left.
Maya sighed and slumped, her elbows braced on her knees, her fingers loosely holding the roll of bandage, the scissors abandoned on the bed.
Would he ever listen to her?
author12306: thank you very much! I hope you liked this chapter as much as the last!
dirablo: *covers my innocent ears* dONT SAY SUCH THINGS / ( but yes basically cx not necessarily in that way, but I think that if Mikoto was able to relax enough he'd get clingy and stuff when he sleeps and regardless I don't see him letting her sleep anywhere else xD )
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