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FanFiction [Kyoya x Male!Oc]
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Presents. . .
Yuuto lived with his mother after losing his father due to mysterious circumstances. He lived a life of family traditions and...
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Yuuto couldn't get up, he was hot, weak and... Almost numb? His eyes could barley open, so when he did only slightly open his eyes, the light room almost blinded him. He couldn't tell where he was, and he felt his stomach twist. He was hungry. He blinked once or twice, and soon came to his senses.
The room was dimly lit, but the roof was still white and burnt his eyes. The interior was plain but aesthetic, very modern. Tables of hardwood oak sat in the corner and by the side of the bed he was laid in, white plant pots that homed fresh green plants with a vase of delicate white lilies set on the windowsill. It was a smaller room, but had a lot of medical equipment such as an IV, Heart monitor, a cabinet, and another room for assumably washing up.
The bed he was laid in was comfortable despite looking like a hospital bed which were usually very uncomfortable. The bed had a light blue mint coloured blanket laid neatly atop of the white duvet, the pillows were filled of feathers to ensure you could relax. There were paintings on the wall, very well made, possibly by a professional artist of what looked like the Ootori family. Yuuto recognised Kyoya.
His ears began to get used to the beeping of the heart monitor during the moment he pushed his upper body up using his arms. The sudden movement caused his ribcage, legs and waist to ache and he couldn't not notice the new pains that shot down his back and the throb in his head. He recalled tripping down the stairs as he ran away from Kyoya when he pointed out Yuutos limping and bleeding.
He couldn't tell where he was and that scared him.
The door opened quietly, no Creek or squeak was made by the brass hinges, they were entirely silent which made the figures entry less noticeable, it made Yuuto Jump.
"Oh? Good evening, Yuuto," Kyoyas voice greeted him, Yuuto looked at him surprised. His nerves began to quake. What happened? What date was it? Where was he? "Please, I'll explain everything to you once I've redressed your injuries,"
"inju - Injuries?"
Kyoya nodded, reaffirming his previous statement, he noticed Yuutos unease and wished for nothing more but to ease him into relaxation once again, "Its alright, they have healed for the most part, this is just a redress,"
"Stairs..."
Kyoya rolled a set of blue latex gloves from his fingertips to his wrist and opened the cabinet drawer. He carefully picked up a few items which were almost obvious considering Kyoya wanted to redress Yuutos wounds. He took out a roll of white cotton bandages, some pale blue tape, some cotton buds with some saline solution for cleaning the wounds without further worsening the damaged tissue, flesh and skin.
"May you sit up straight for me?" He asked softly, pulling the covers back from Yuutos legs. The pale legs of Yuuto had a slight red tint to them where his wounds on his thigh used to be. Yuuto did as he was asked, he sat with his legs straight out in front of him and his back facing Kyoya. "Thank you, this may hurt, I apologise in advance so please try bear with it,"
