•Sniper Mask x Reader• [PROBABLY DISCONTINUED]

Hanahaki

After a small discussion and a few apologies, you were all in a group again. Including this, 'Mayuko Nise' blonde girl. You all reached the top of the building in just enough time to see that the helicopter was leaving.

~s k i p. Brought to you by that one weird bad-tasting celery stick~

You all stopped at a new building, this one with small rooms, like an apartment building of sorts. A small one anyway. You all settled down and got ready to sleep. You took a shower before sleeping, and got all your things together. The covers were scratchy and uncomfortable but at least it was better than concrete again.. You imaged what your family were doing right now. And slowly, you drifted off...

You woke up to an uncomfortable feeling in your throat. You coughed a few times and tried to deal with it, but it felt like something creeping up the bottom of your esophagus.

😩😬😮🤮🤢🤭

When you woke up again, this time it was morning. Only you and the blonde girl were awake. She was looking through everyone's stuff.
You tried to yell out 'hey!' But what came out was...
"He-ugh-" You began coughing again.
The girl perked up and turned around, staring at you.
"Hello.." She mumbled.
"Hi" You barely got out.
Why was your throat still hurting? You weren't sick anymore. You could feel whatever it was creeping up your throat again, and began coughing wildly. The girl just stared at you, and  grabbed a bun to eat. You held your chest, putting the other hand over your mouth. Something scraped your esophagus.
Sniper Mask stirred, sitting up.
"You okay, <name>? Pretty loud.."
You coughed once more and a fragment of a petal popped out into your hand. You clutched it in your hand and squeezed it behind your back.
"Yeah I'm fine." He stood up and stretched, noticing Mayu's bun and grabbing a honey bun for himself. He leaned up against a small wall.
Mayu squinted at you. What was she staring at? She a spot on her lip, tapping it. You didn't get it, what? She did it again. You brought your hand to your face, trailing across your lips with a finger. You then brought it in front of your face and saw small apple-red streaks of blood on it. You sighed. You could have guess what this was, but this definitely confirmed your suspicions. You guess you'd just have to wait it out. Nobody here could do a full on surgery on your lungs. This whole time Sniper had been eating, and only now did he look at you, thankfully, you had wiped off all the blood.

{ s k i p, from Mountain dew....drops...
And lukewarm microwave pizza}

You were all ready to set sail again. Probably for the next heli station... again.....