You woke up in an unfamiliar environment. You were lying down on something soft. The lights blinded you temporarily because your eyes needed time to adjust to the lighting after being unconscious.
Without much thinking, you blurted:
"Am I dead?"
Out loud.
To your surprise, a voice answered your question.
"Seeing how you're awake and talking, you're alive."
You sat up to see the boy you saw about twenty seconds before you blacked out yesterday.
(Name) looked around in a hurry. It was a normal bedroom, your ankle was bandaged, and you had some comfortable new clothes on. Wait, new clothes?
You stared at the stranger in front of you, not sure how to react, speechless.
"Did you-"
Your unfinished question was met immediately with a response.
"No. I didn't. Mitsuri did."
A pretty woman with braided pink and green hair peeked her head through the doorway.
"Mui-chan, I finished cleaning your house!"
She noticed you and you two stared at each other for a while.
"I'm Mitsuri!" She was radiant and cheerful.
"I heard. I'm (Name)."
It started to get awkward, so Mitsuri quickly left the scene with the excuse that the stove was still on.
Back to the matters in hand.
"Are you the one who took me here?"
The boy, "Mui-chan", nodded.
"Thanks. So uh, is your name Mu-"
"No. Muichiro."
Do you have a habit of cutting people off?!??
You quickly made inner peace. He's your savior, don't blow up on him.
You had an underlying feeling that it was going to be a chaotic stay here.
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My unfaltering love for you || T. Muichiro x Reader
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