𝙌𝙪𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙖 || 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Sometimes, Murder is okay.

"Ow ow OW-"

"Shut up before I pull it all the way through in a single stitch."

You shut up.

When Senju had found you in the bathroom, she'd rushed to your side immediately. After you tried consoling her that you were totally fine and just needed to patch up a bit, she still had not stopped panicking. Eventually, for her own relief, you had to let Senju redo the stitches even though you told that it would be better if you did it on your own. And now here you were.

Every time Senju pulled a stitch through your skin, your body would burn. You tried to bite down on the rubber ball every time it hurt. But it wouldn't work anymore since you had already managed to tear through it.

You had to admit, she was definitely doing her best. And she was good at it. Her points were precise, she even tried her best to be careful so as to not hurt much. She was more than halfway done now you were glad that she was here. You hoped that you would be able to get through the entire healing process without it opening up again if you were careful enough.

As she brought out the final stitch through your skin and tied a final knot to secure it, your body felt relaxed. That was it for now.

Senju wiped around it with a damp cloth at last, to get rid of the excess blood.

"All done," She said as she got up from her knees.

"Thank you," You smiled. "That feels much better."

Senju nodded.

She then crossed her hands and stared you down. She was indeed pissed. "Now, if you will, Explain."

"Uh...hang on," You grabbed onto the seat as you tried to get up. "Help me to the bedroom?"

Senju sighed and gave you her shoulder to hang onto. You put your hands around it, leaning onto her for support as you limped your way back into your bedroom.

You sat down on the bed and let go of her.

Your body sat on the bed, and you started to silently contemplate whether you should lie or say the truth to Senju.

You trusted her. You really did. And you were sure that she wouldn't tell on you.

But you felt as though it might be risky as well.

But...

You didn't have to lie to her, you finally decided.

"Okay, so um- last night I-"

The doorbell rang.

"What time is it?" You looked over at the clock. "Oh, it's already 3:30?"

You didn't even realize how long it had taken for the stitches to be done. No wonder it felt like forever.

"Wait, I'll be back," Senju said. "Don't move." She headed out of your bedroom.

You moved into the center of your bed, pulling the blankets along with you. Burying your body in them as you leaned against the headboard. You absentmindedly grabbed a shirt belonging to Takeomi lying on the ground and put it on.

The past 24 hours had been so stressful, you couldn't even start to think. So many things happened, and you couldn't place anything together for a moment.

Ah, anyway. Now you're home. In your own bed, now you can get some rest. You sunk into the bed with a peaceful breath.

The door slammed open.

Of course, you never got peace.

"Y/N!"

"SENPAI!"