Addiction ( Shinichi Kudo x Reader )

Chapter 4

Haru grimaced over the picture hung on the red wallpaper in front of her. The picture screamed nothing but majestic, vicious and malicious in her intrepretation. It was a picture of her own god, the one who implemented hope in her life, giving her the taste of being apart mere living thing, 'human'. To him, she paid her gratefulness. To him, she prayed everyday. To him, who was her creator.

He, who bared the light never  fear to hide his scowl and wrath although if anything related to his involvement. He purposely did so to never appear as submissive, always the one in control and he succeed in making sure Haru remembered that clearly.

The picture of him, her creator overwhelmed the whole marroon room. A room to remind haru about herself better than anything, anyone could. She came into this room after a long time to reflect on her past behaviour that on going with sudden change, unpleasant change as she as not truly being herself. She was being different as she was in the past, contrasting with how she was used to be.

The bloody bath did not even calm her like how she intended it to. Her heart was pounding in rapid pace as if she was uneasy about something that she found hard to describe. Drinking a bottle of tomato juice, did not even calm her nerve anymore. Eyes never as wide as it was now due to the sudden peak cautious and in her eyes, there were trace of bewilderment in seeking for the truth.

"Show me what I actually need my master. Just tell me will you..." A loud bang echoed in the house as Haru slammed her fist vigorously on the picture when the it only continued to glare irritatedly  at her and yet the glass covered the picture did not even break due to it being made by tamppered glass.

'It's mocking me. It's insulting me'  

Tears slipped across her face as she punched the picture again and again until her hand was red upon the harsh contact bestow on the surface of her delicate skin. 

Changing into trying to take the picture down, she clenched her finger on both side of the frame and she was pulling it with all her might but as if the picture was fated to be attached on the wall, it never came off. Instead, blood trickled on both side of the frame, on where she clenched so hard on. She could guess the frame was customed made as the edge was designed to be sharped. Slowly, unwrapped her hand, she stared at the blood on her hand before spreading it on the picture and let her imagination control her  further movement.

'Not enough.... not enough... it need to be more artistic.'

Haru pressed more on her wound to increase the amount of leaked blood and continued to paint the picture again. A satisfaction smile stretched on her lip when the picture was fully covered with her own signature.

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Sometimes, when desire engulfed you, it could be frightening as you can be in state of unconscious and prevent you from thinking thoroughly of your action. It was scary how can part of human do such a thing. It was the same for Haru who did not take in the consideration of her having school for the next day of her act. The wound was on her palm which a place that appeared hard to be hide.

"Haru, what happen to your palm? What with this bandage."

"It just I accidently broke a glass last night." She answered briefly to avoid any further suspicion. Her current boyfriend was known for his amazing, intelligent deduction and any slip of word would increase the opportunity of him to ask a question.

"Usually it was just me who getting injured. We make a messy couple doesn't us?" Small laughters escaped from Shinichi mouth which bring his companion to automatically reflecting his action. However, the smile did not even reach the corner of her eyes at all. Her eye muscles just did not work as she hoped for.

Taken noticed of her odd behaviour, Shinichi proceeded to take both of her arms and planted a kiss on both of the bandaged palms. "Do I succeed in making the pain go away. There is a book that I used to read and it mention this kind of gesture could make the pain go away."

"What kind of fairytale is that?" Haru abruptly pulled both of her palm away from her boyfriend and turned her back on him. His warmth still lingered on her wound. It was throbing but she could not decipher the feeling yet. There was slighly red tint painted on her cheeks and ears. The evidence was cleared to Shinichi and he could not help himself but to tease her further.

Shinichi walked closer to Haru. "Later if I'm injured again, can you do the same, Haru?" He caged his girlfriend by circling his arms around his girlfriend waist and gently placed his chin on top of her crown. The later could just stiffen due to the sudden contact and she could guess she would likely be stuttering if she ever talked more to him so she remained quiet.

What he did not expect was for her to complete his wish and he never felt as flutter as that in his entire life. She willingly kissed his wounded cheek and at that time it was his turn to embarrass with the affectionate act. He wondered if he hurt his lips next time, would she do the same? Spending time with each other more really strengthen their relationship more.