A Little Crazy | Jyugo x Reader [NANBAKA]

Chapter 35 - Small Talk Is The Best Talk. . . Sometimes.

Made 9/8/2021

Pickup Line Of The Day: You know, I'm actually terrible at flirting. How about you try to pick me up instead?

Random Fact Of The Day: The honey bee has been around for 30 million years.

This is supposed to be more of a silly, conversational, chapter. So, it's smaller. Enjoy.

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Smiling to yourself, you happily walked with Jyugo down to the ward, where you placed the bandages and peroxide in their respective spots. While you were heading out, you scanned over the bed you were staying in before all of this. After a second, you decided to leave a sticky note with a note that read, 'Went back to the cell! Thank you!'

It felt necessary.

Jyugo laughed, looking at the odd sticky note as you threw the pen back on a nearby desk.

"What's so funny?"

"It's just weird. None of them back in the cell would even think to put a note." He pointed to the sticky note, and you followed his gaze, looking down at it.

"Well, why not? Either way, we'll get in trouble." You put your hands on your hips, thinking about it.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." He turned, grabbing your hand to drag you out of the hospital ward.

"Mhm." You proudly smiled to yourself, feeling like you've learned all the basic knowledge of being in Building 13 by now.

"Soooo. . . " He started talking, eventually trailing off into silence.

"Soooo. . . ?" You ushered him to continue.

"I don't know. I thought I was going to say something, but then I didn't." He was just being stupid again.

"What?"

"I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know?? Did you know what you were going to say?"

"No."

"Were you going to say anything?"

"No."

"You're very irritating."

". . . I know."

You eyed him on the side of you, immensely confused, but whatever. He was fiddling with the sides of his jumpsuit- something he never would do before. What changed him?

"What's wrong? You look nervous." You noticed his fidgeting, deciding to say something about it.

"I don't know. I wasn't like this earlier." He opened his palms, straightening out his arms as if he was never doing anything.

"A-Are you sick? Should I be worried?" You backed away a few inches, still walking next to him- from a distance.

"No! I just- I don't know. But I'm not sick."