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"you're supposed to stay in bed jackass", kid put me back onto the bed lightly and sat on the one across from yours. he folded his arms over his chest, clearly annoyed. killer came into view as well and sat next to him.

"how long was i out this time?", i wondered if i'd set a new record.

"four days", killer held up four fingers and sat back, propping himself up on his elbows. kid huffed at the sound of it. it'd been four days of endless worrying and anxiety, but he'd never admit that.

i yawned and nodded, "i'm tired".

"like hell you are", kid retorted, "i don't get why you sleep so much"  

"i'm an assassin, so i move in the shadows", i sighed, "fighting people up front is too taxing".

"you didn't even have to do that, you almost died"

"yeah 'almost'"

killer let out a loud laugh and slapped kid on the back. "don't touch me, you blonde bastard", kid growled, but it only made him laugh even more. i wanted to laugh too, but there was a searing pain in my chest that stopped me. i thought the feeling would eventually go away, but then i got dizzy.

i held my head in my hands firmly, but my head still felt like it was spinning. "go get medi", kid said to killer lowly. killer groaned but got up anyway, and kid came to my side once he was gone.

he slightly pushed me back onto the bed and tucked me in tightly, "stay put, dumbass". he returned back to his original spot, when medi walked into the room.

he walked around my bed and placed a cold hand onto my forehead, "how're you feeling now, zula?". as if to answer his question, my stomach growled loudly, "hungry". killer laughed broadly by the door, "speaking of hungry, buddy hasn't eaten since before everything happened".

"shut the fuck up", kid mumbled lowly. a faint tint of pink resonated on his cheeks. "he said he wouldn't eat, until you woke up", killer added, clearly unfazed.

medi and i just watched as they argued loudly back and forth for what seemed like forever. although it was entertaining, their loud voices started to make my head spin again. medi noticed and immediately began to interrupt them.

"if you're gonna argue take it elsewhere, zula is still severely injured, and you guys aren't helping", he looked between the two sternly and walked to get painkillers from a nearby cabinet. while over there, he filled a glass of water in the sink and came to hand me both.

it was silent for a moment, as i swallowed the pills along with the water. medi took the empty glass from me, but paused when we all heard the growling of someone's stomach. the sound lasted for a minute, and i almost thought it was coming from me.

boy am i hungry, i thought silently. i sighed and looked over to killer, who'd started laughing loudly, leaning against the doorframe since his legs gave out beneath him. the pink tint covering kid's face had now turned a deep red, "SH- SHUT UP!".

medi shook his head and went to shove killer out the room. he shut the door behind him, but it was no use. killer's laugh could be heard clearly through the door. medi was obviously annoyed, but he smiled politely anyway, "i'll be back to bring you some warm soup".

"wait", i pointed my thumb towards kid, "can you bring him something too?". he nodded before turning to the door, "of course!". he walked out the door and closed it behind him, dragging killer, who was still shamelessly laughing, to the kitchen with him.

the room had finally gone quiet again. i supported myself against the headboard and leaned my head back. i started to imagine what would happen if i ate the soup.

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