Kite x (whatever you want it to be)

Kite x Sick! Injured! Reader

A/N: I HAVE BEEN GONE FOR TOOOOO LONG WOOOOAH.
Welcome back though, I've come back to write. I hope ya'll enjoy. Let's begin!

Requested by @TheOneAnonymous742

Im so sorry for the late request though </3

(Y/N's) POV:

I ran. I ran farther and farther away. My line of vision was thinning, and my surroundings were turning black. I can't give up here..Not yet..! I knew this was a bad idea..Coming while sick..An emergency in the middle of the night? And it was sent by letter, but not the formal way they would usually communicate. Grabbing my weapon, I unsheathe it and swung, trying to get away from the webs holding onto me, cutting deep into skin, and leaving me to bleed. I began to limp over, numbness beginning to spread my body. I began to close my eyes, thinking that death would come and take over me. 
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Death Never overtook. I felt soft arms carry me, but not being in the right mind, and being as weak as I was, I couldn't bring myself to see past the blur in my eyes, nor being able to thank the stranger.

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I woke up, looking around with confused eyes. I could only push myself up to sit, pillow set behind my back. Not knowing where I was, I looked down at my body. I was not in the same clothes I was in the night before. My bandages seemed to be put on just recently, and the pain..I thought it was worse last night? It feels more soothed now. I placed my hands on my wrists, barely wincing when I felt the pain course through my body. I did feel the comfort of my own bed. I looked to my left, and there I saw, lying on a chair, my husband Kite. He was covered in blood, which i could presume was my own. I got up, limping my way over to nudge him awake. He jolted slightly, staring at me in the eyes.

"(Y/N)..?" Kite whispered quietly, but immediately was taken back into a worried tone. "..W-Wait, sit down, please! You're still injured from last night, and you're only just recovering. Plus..You were out for a few days, your body is exhausted from over exerting yourself." Kite would say in such a manner that would pull your strings. You sighed softly and sat besides him, murmuring a small apology. You held his hand gently, and you could feel his hand jolt, possibly fearing that he could hurt you. You give him a small pout and bring his hand up to your lips, a small caressing feeling taking over that small spot of his hand.

(a time skip, because im not sure what to write-)

You could feel your fever go away, a little less worse than the days before. Your breathing would be a little less heavy, and your wounds, while not healed or scarred, would hurt less. Walking hand in hand with your dotting partner, You would feel better with him caring for you. After all, walking is the best way to get some sun and to feel a lot more refreshed. He loves you as much as you love him. 

"You look all happy. You thinking of something, love?" He said in a teasing tone, that little signature smile (or smirk as you'd like to describe it) plastered against his face. You huff, and walk ahead, saying in a tone he couldn't place, "I'm feeling a little better, that's all. Fever is not so there, the coughing is gone, and..My injuries aren't hurting as much. Although I have no doubt that they will leave extremely nasty scars." You'd say while rubbing your arms softly. "But at least I have this little smug love of mine that luckily takes care of me." You quickly turned around and reached up to him, pulling his head down to meet yours. His demeanor quickly changes into something that's a kind of flustered, bashful even. If you had looked closer, you would've seen the little tint that would cover his dove white ears. You give him a little peck on his cheek and let him go just as fast as you grabbed him, and continued walking. What a lovely day you both would have together.