𝐖 𝐈 𝐋 𝐃 - Hanji x Reader (fem)

Wild 5: Desire To Know

"Hold on to me," Hanji mumbled, offering a hand I freely accepted as I switched my position from laying down to sitting. Because apparently, it's more convenient for someone who got overdosed. By alcohol. Don't even ask me, how I, someone who hasn't tasted alcohol beverages, overdosed and almost died. Thank goodness of Hanji. "The others will be back in a while. How are you feeling?"

Our hands were still intertwined, I had the urge to keep it that way; but couldn't. I don't like this new feeling of mine she all but caused. Her touches and her perfectness. So I painfully had to take my hand back into my side, flashing Hanji a small smile.

She cleared her throat, sighing as she sat on the bed beside me. Gosh, it reeked of my puke that I bet she doesn't care, her lab smelled stinkier than this does.

Oh wait. Right. The lab. The memories were quiet vivid; our eyes meeting, her fingers caressing my lips as she parted it, the liquid she gave me- shoot. It was the liquid, wasn't it? The reason I'm feeling light headed.

And boy am I having trouble breathing. I tried to play it off, trying to ease the pang on my head and the rapid beating on my chest that I don't know whether Hanji caused or the liquid she gave me.

To my dismay, she noticed I started sweating again and placed a hand on my chest- near my breast. Shit. "Look at me, (Y/N). Look at me." She muttered, her eyes searching for mines. "Follow my breathing. Inhale... exhale..." she ordered, breathing with me.

But the moment our eyes locked; my heart was on fire and I was starting to choke on my breathe again. I looked down to try ease the pain in my chest. "No, no. (Y/N). Look at me."

I couldn't. Hanji will be the death of me, just one look in that beautiful colored eyes of hers and I'll lose my breathe again. I'm not even exaggerating. Hanji couldn't see the signs though, so placing a hand under my chin; she made me look up to her again.

Damnit. This was the exact same scenario that happened earlier, in the lab. Where I almost, almost, gave in to my desires to lavish my monstrous attraction on her.

The next second our eyes met again, I began to feel dizzy that Hanji had to frequently tap me on my cheeks. "Stay with me, (Y/N). Please. Hey, stay with me." Hanji pleaded, her voice was almost a whisper I couldn't not feel ashamed or bad for the fact that I can't, stay with her.

Nor can I look at her.

I dozed off for a second, my head falling into her arms that I'd rather stay my whole life tucked in there than meet this scorching headache and chest burn.

"(Y/N), I want you to listen to me. Please. Stay with me, alright?" I nodded as I tried to keep my eyes open. She was starting to get blurry again I feared I'll black out once more. "Darling. Be a good girl for me. Look at me in the eyes, try to keep yourself awake as possible. Think you can do that?" I could only nod again, earning a deep, panicked sigh from her.

I really wanted to stay with her as promised, but I felt so lightheaded my eyes started to close in tiredness again.

"(Y/N), please. Darling listen to my voice. Stay with me until the others get back."

Gosh, I loved the way she called me darling.

I groaned in pain. Another wave of something lurking in me clashed through my throat, gosh I was going to puke. I swatted Hanji away and puked once more on the side of bed. Whoever was the owner of this room, heck, I can never be more sorry or thankful.

I regained my posture again, leaning my head against the headboard with my eyes closed. But evidently, having my eyes closed wasn't a good idea. Hanji went back to tapping my cheeks again.