Favorite Crime || Mikey/OC/Mitsuya

02 - turning point

I'm awake!

there was not a day in her life wherein she was this happy to be alive. even if her back hurts like hell, even when she's dizzy and nauseous and practically dying, drenched in cold sweat and disoriented, she can't help but grin to herself.

I'm not dead.

she was in such total bliss that she doesn't even think through her actions as she fondles for her phone and immediately calls Emma. it took her a while to pick up, but in the short few rings, her spirits didn't plummet even a bit. she was desperate to talk to Emma and laugh with Mitsuya over lunch—for once in her life, she has something she truly wants.

"hello? Izumi-chan?"

"Emma!" she yelled into her phone.

"what- wow you're enthusiastic."

Izumi can't help but laugh, "I know! I just called to hear your voice Emma!"

Emma laughs from the other end, "you're not some antisocial freak anymore huh. look how you've grown."

"where are you?"

"at the hospital, Draken was stabbed yesterday... do you want to visit?"

crap, I forgot about that.

now that she remembers Draken, she can't help but smile to herself. if it weren't for the almost death of this boy, she might've never had a turning point in her life.

so he was okay, that's nice.

"sure, I'll visit after school."

"yeah, maybe you should come with Mitsuya," Emma smiles from the other end, sincerely pleased about Izumi's sudden courage to open up to her this much.

"Mitsuya-kun? he's not there is he?" Izumi suddenly remembers how she was such a bitch to Mitsuya yesterday.

he even cooked for me, she thought, ashamed of herself.

the slight panic in her tone doesn't go unnoticed by Emma. she looks over to Mitsuya who just entered Draken's room and she grins at him.

have these two gotten closer without me knowing?

"what?" Mitsuya casually asks, tired from an all-nighter as he sat on the other chair beside Draken's bed. the poor injured patient was still asleep.

"Izumi."

Emma grinned at how quickly she got Mitsuya's attention.

well, they do suit each other.

"is she alright?" he worriedly asks, recalling how she was gloomy yesterday.

"she wants to talk to you."

"what? Emma no- I didn't," Izumi stammers.

"Kurokawa."

his voice was calm and reassuring, so much so that she forgot the pain from her wound for a second.

"uh, hi, good morning."

"morning, Kurokawa, everything okay?" Mitsuya lowly says, his voice a bit deeper this early. he didn't know what to say, in all honesty.

Izumi never initiated anything first, and this time being different, he feels cautious—as if this newfound progress in their relationship would crumble if he says something wrong. plus, her coldness yesterday when she seemed to draw a line between them still bothered him a bit.

"Emma said we're going together to the hospital to visit later?" from the other end, Izumi was now sitting rigidly on her bed. there was clearly something off about talking to him through the phone, it felt weird but not necessarily in a way she didn't like—maybe it's because I'm sorry for yesterday.