Favorite Crime || Mikey/OC/Mitsuya

03 - faint citrus

Izumi wakes up with a jolt, eyes searching the unfamiliar room; it takes her at least a few seconds to register that this was the hospital. passing out before Mitsuya in the arms of someone she doesn't even know is the last thing she remembers.

seeing her bag across the room, she decides to stand up and get her phone to call Mitsuya, but a chill runs down her spine when she finally notices the weight on her left leg. with a racing heart, she looks down and screams when she sees a blonde-headed boy using her leg as a pillow.

"pervert!"

her screaming has Mikey waking up, but before he knew it, a harsh, unexpected kick collides with his cheek.

"what the fuck are you even doing here?!" Izumi yells, scooting away from him.

Mikey cups his stinging cheek, looking at her in surprise. he just wanted to sleep in the room so that she'll have company when she wakes up...but he gets a kick instead.

"I guess you're feeling okay now, zombie-chan?" he smiles.

"who are you?" she scowls.

"I'm a friend of Mitsuya," he slightly pouts, "and I was the one who caught you earlier, y'know."

"oh, okay. get lost."

Mikey could only chuckle at her. Draken wasn't wrong, she really lacked social skills—a mouth filter too, calling him a pervert and telling him to get lost too directly.

"how did you know ken-chin was going to get stabbed that night?" Mikey asks as he reaches for the water in the nightstand and hands it to her.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she mutters as she stares at the bottle skeptically.

"oy, come on, zombie-chan, it's not drugged," Mikey says.

she rolls her eyes as she lightly pushes the bottle away.

Izumi was indeed peculiar to Mikey. not many girls could single-handedly wipe out thugs, and girls who are this distrustful and cautious are even rarer. he also finds it odd that her identity is such a mystery—Mitsuya can't even find an emergency contact in their school admin.

he doesn't know how she is with Draken or Mitsuya, but it was apparent to him that her guards were up with him. he hates the thought of making her uncomfortable.

Mikey opens the water bottle and drinks a quarter of it, his eyes on hers the entire time to prove his point—that it wasn't drugged. finally, he hands the bottle to her again, and to his delight, she accepts and drinks from it.

"okay, back to the topic," he smiles, "how did you know, zombie-chan? about ken-chin."

"I don't know what you mean," she stares back at him.

"I snooped through your bag, I found the clothes you wore that night."

Izumi sighs at him, wiping down her face. she had initially planned to burn it near school where it is far from Kisaki or Hanma's eyes, to perfect her plan of not getting found out. but it unfortunately backfired. word probably got out already that the person who saved Toman's number two is in the hospital—of course, Kisaki most likely knows this now too.

I am so fucked.

"I'm not telling you anything," she clicks her tongue.

"you make it sound like I'm police and you're a criminal," Mikey scratches the back of his neck in dismay.

"where's Mitsuya-kun?" Izumi asks.

"he had to go home to take care of his sisters, do you want to call him?"