Chapter 36- I Think I Love You

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TW: suggestive themes  

Keigo walked in while Miranda and I were talking, and I immediately noticed his incredibly small wings.  He apologized over and over, saying the commissions wanted a report immediately, to which I responded that he had nothing to worry about.

Miranda ended up getting a call and left, telling me she wouldn't be home again. After she left, and was out of earshot, Keigo closed the blinds, shut the door...

...and locked it.

"Uh, what are you doing?" I asked.

He didn't respond, instead he nudged me to move over, and laid right next to me, his face nuzzled in my neck, "I was worried about you the entire time," he whispered, "I didn't want to leave you,"

"Keigo, it's fine, really," I assured him, running my fingers through his hair, which thankfully, were no longer bandaged.

He shook his head and took a breath in, "No it isn't, I shouldn't have let you take all of that on your own. You're not even a Pro, it wasn't right of me as a Pro and as the person that is supposed to look after you,"

I looked down at him. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and kissed his head, "You have nothing to be sorry for. If you hadn't told me to give the order, things wouldn't have happened the way they did. Endeavor wouldn't be seen as a sign for hope, and who knows Endeavor could be dead,"

He shrugged, "I still feel guilty,"

"I know, but you don't have too,"

He grunted, and we laid there in silence, in each others comfort. That's something we've found to love: Each others company, without the talking. It's like we can work through our problems as long as the other person is there, we don't even have to say it out loud.

Other times we just like to bathe in each others presence.

After sometime I spoke up, "Keigo, how did patchwork know about my weakness?"

He shot straight out of my arms and stared at me in shock, "What are you talking about?"

"When he came, he said that I was looking weak, and my hands were bloody, 'the more you use your quirk the more your hands bleed?' He wasn't asking, he was confirming," I said as calmly as I could but I was panicking.

It could definitely be a possibility that someone I know, that I'm close too, that knows me so well, could be that traitor. God, that would be so painful to handle, and it is going to have to be something I deal with later.

"I don't know chickee. These villains, they have a way of finding out things like this, but I'm sure it could be an observation, you were bleeding pretty badly, and there really isn't a way you could have," He see's my are you fucking serious face, "Patchwork is smart, he probably just put the pieces together,"

I raise an eyebrow, but I don't question it any farther. He doesn't want to talk about this, and I guess I get that, I wish he wanted to though.

Keigo snuggled back into my arms, into the same position he was in before, but this time I felt his lips against my neck, "Keigo, we're at the hospital," I warn.

I feel him smile, "So?"

"So, anyone could walk in at any minute!" I whisper scream.

His fingers hold my face, bringing it so I could meet his, "That's exactly why I locked the door, chickee," He kissed my lips hard, passion and electricity flowing through me. He moved from my lips down to my neck, sprinkling light kisses down to my chest, "I want to rip this stupid gown off of you," he murmured.

And then there were two knocks at the door, "I don't think you get to do that now," I whispered with a little chuckle. He rolled his eyes, "Later," he mouthed.

Keigo went and unlocked the door and let the nurse in. She didn't question anything and handed me some papers, which needed my signature and sent me on my way.

We got to the apartment and sure enough, just like Miranda said, she wasn't here. We went into my room and I took a shower (without Keigo, who threw a little fit, like a child) and then we got into bed. He wrapped an arm around me, and pulled me into him, my back against his chest.

"How long will it take for your wings to grow back fully?" I asked in the silent room.

I heard a sigh, "A few days, maybe a week," he replies, "but the second I'm ready, I'm going to be on duty again,"

I nod, and silence falls on us again. Soon, his breaths become steady and slow and I can tell he is asleep. Comfort, happiness, safety all crash into me. With him right next to me is like I'll always be safe, no matter what happens. I know he will always care for me, be there for me, comfort me.

Love me.

"I think I love you Keigo," I whisper into the dark silent room. It feels kind of weird saying it out loud.

"I think I love you too (y/n),"




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Did I cringe while writing this? Yes. 

 Am I still posting it? Yes. 

 Why? I have no idea

Word Count: 908

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