First time writing Kojiro... set in high school! Warnings: mentions violence(nothing severe) blood, and cursing.
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The linoleum floor is cold against your fingertips, ragged breaths falling past your lips, blood dripping from your nose.
"You look like shit."
You look up, scoffing when Kojiro stands above you, turning your head to look down the hallway. "The hell do you want."
Squatting in front of you, he pushes a handkerchief to your nose, not faltering when you slap his hand. "Sorry for being concerned about my friend."
"That's rich."
"What do you mean by that?" He asks, tilting his head at you.
You sigh, pulling his hand away. "You and I, we haven't talked in two months." His mouth falls open as he looks at you, looking at the bruise that had started to form under your eye. "Some of the girls you talked to thought you cut them off for me, which is comedic in its own sense, and started coming for me."
"They...they're the ones who did this?"
You stand up, groaning slightly at the sharp pain in your abdomen. "Yeah but, it's okay, I got some good hits in."
He frowns, even though there's a smile on your face, he can tell by the way you move and the wheezy breaths coming from you, you're in obvious pain.
"Let me take care of your injuries."
"Is that an excuse to look under my shirt."
He shakes his head, flicking your forehead. "Just shut up and let me help." He leaned down, lifting your leg to his waist. "Wrap your arms around my shoulders."
You comply, a wave of embarrassment coming over you when he hooked his arms under you. "Don't drop me." You mumbled into his neck.
"I wouldn't dream of it." He said, chuckling quietly at your breath fanning against his skin. "Just don't give me a reason to drop you."
You laugh, fingers carding through the ends of his hair. "Kojiro."
"Hm?"
"Thanks for helping me."
He hums, smiling when you nuzzled your nose against his neck. "Don't worry, from now on, I'll be by your side."
"That's even more terrifying than being alone." He pretends to drop you, laughing when your grip on him tightened. "I was kidding you idiot!"
