The next day Kazutora woke up feeling like a new person. He couldn't remember when was the last time that he woke up with a smile on his face. It widened when he remembered carrying you last night to your room. He was finally able to hold you in his arms and it was the best feeling in the world. But his smile quickly vanished when he heard coughing from your room. He still couldn't believe that you searched for him in the middle of the storm at night. Why did you go after him? Why did you want him to come back?
These were the questions that were swimming around his head when he walked to your door. He raised his hand to knock, and when he heard you answer him with a quiet 'come in', he opened the door.
"Good, morning." he said as he walked next to your mattress and sat on the side of it next to you.
Your face was a little pale, you had circles under your eyes and your nose was red. He saw a few tissues on the floor around you.
"It could be better..." you replied in a hoarse voice.
Kazutora put his hand on your forehead. It was much warmer than last night. He felt bad for you and he blamed himself for your condition.
"You shouldn't come after me." he said as he looked at you with sad eyes.
"And why is that?"
"You have a fever now."
You didn't want him to blame himself, after all, you were the one who were dumb enough to go out in the storm only in pj's. You didn't want him to feel bad because of it, so you tried to lift his mood.
"No shit Sherlock. And I told you already that I didn't come after you, it was Cassie I was worried about." you smirked a little then coughed again.
But Kazutora didn't laugh.
"It's not funny Y/N, you are sick because of me." he said with a sad expression.
You studied his face for a few seconds, then you thought of something.
"You know what? You're right. It's totally your fault. If it weren't for you, I would have stayed home last night in my warm apartment, not searching for your sorry ass in the cold night. you said matter of factly.
Kazutora's eyes widened at how you talked to him, and he's not gonna lie, he was at the verge of crying again. He didn't know what is making him so emotional lately, but he only met you 2 days ago and he already cried twice. And now you are about to kick him out.
"So now you have to make up for it." you continued as you looked up like you were thinking, tapping your forefinger on your chin. "I don't have any antipyretics, so you have to buy me some, and my throat hurts too, so ask the pharmacist what is the most effective for that. Oh, and I need tissues, like a shitload of them, because believe me..." you said as you pointed to the used ones around you. "...this is just the beginning. And we need food. The fridge is totally empty. We only have milk and soda in it. Can you please buy some fruits too? I don't care what, I just need vitamins. you said and you turned away from him and covered yourself with the blanket. "You can bring my purse, it's on the table... uhm..." you turned back a little to look at him with a frown "You know what just bring the money, they would probably look at you weirdly if they see you with a purse with a pink unicorn on it."
Kazutora was staring at you with big eyes. You're not kicking him out. Moreover, it sounded like you wanted him to take care of you while you are sick. He was happy that you wanted him to help you, but he frowned. You were too naive.
"Why do you trust me so much?" he asked you.
You froze a little.
"What?"
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Finding Home || Kazutora Hanemiya
FanfictionAU where Kazutora is not a gang member, but a thief. After a robbery goes wrong he ends up in jail for 10 years. Because his relationship with Baji worsened after he went to jail, he doesn't have a place where he can go after he is free, so he has...