𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐍𝐄𝐑, tokyo revengers one-shots

Hanemiya Kazutora

suna_kin
i wasn't sure if u were actually requesting for me to do Kazutora but uhhh, here :]

warnings:
mentions of violence
Baji is alive guys, dw
i think ooc Kazu but im not sureee

reference:
chapter 40 / episode 15

key:
[p/n] = pet name

He stood before your door, glancing at the Hyosatsu with 'Surname' engraved on it before knocking. Though the wounds on his knuckles didn't let him knock loud, that didn't seem to be a problem. You yelled a small 'coming' and footsteps were heard sprinting to the door.

Upon opening, the display of Hanemiya's scratched-up face greeted you. He smiled sheepishly and you sucked your teeth. Visibly disappointed.

"You're hurt."

"That I am."

You usher him inside, not before warning him that your parents are asleep. He immediately heads towards the kitchen where your cat resided most of the time. Your pet has become a kind of solace of Hanemiya. He'd stop by bruised or disheartened just to play with your cat, and she loved him just the same.

Whenever you came home wearing one of Hanemiya's jackets, she'd be all over you. You have to admit it's absolutely charming.

You wandered into the kitchen shortly after, clanking the first aid kit on the table. Witnessing one of their cuddle sessions in the corner of your kitchen. But this man is covered in cuts so you have to interrupt that sadly. "Kazu, c'mere hun."

With a sigh, he put down [p/n] trudging to the kitchen table, plopping down onto the chair closest to you. "So, how did you get hurt this time?"

"A few guys were messing with me, Baji came in to scare them off though."

"That doesn't answer my question -- this'll hurt." Hanemiya hissed when the ointment kissed his knuckles. You were quick to blow on them, relieving the pain a teensy bit.

"I just wanted to get at them," his honey eyes were trained on your hands as they worked with the medicine, then applying the bandages. You were so gentle, cleaning and caring for his booboo's he'd fight every chance he got just to see you do this again.

"That's just stupid,"

But then he'd be burdening you. That's the last thing he would ever want to do.

"You've gotta be more rational, babe. What happens if I'm not here to treat your wounds?"

"B-babe?"

You huffed, "I meant that platonically." And though that was the truth, you can't help but want to mean it a little more than that.

"Right."

You began putting the kit back together, and Hanemiya continued watching. The clock above your heads' read 11:27 and continued ticking away.

Eventually, you would take notice of that clock, startled, and rush your friend out of here. Bidding him a 'goodnight, stay safe, love you.' Before locking up for the night. And he wants to stay a little longer, not for you of course, for [p/n].