Mondo Owada x reader [without you]

Some more time

TW: Mentions of eating disorders? Idk, it's not really an eating disorder but idk how to call it. idk the reader just didn't eat enough. 

Your P.O.V
At least another weak had passed, as far as I could judge, probably even more. It was sweet how Mondo was spending time with me to distract both of us from what we had to see. I sure as hell wasn't getting over this shit so fast. It was silent. Too silent for Monokuma without giving us a motive but at that point, I didn't even really care about that anymore and just appreciated the time without any murder. I spent most of the nights over at Mondo's dorm, or he over at mine. I mean, I knew it wasn't a problem for him and it might just have been better for the both of us. I just was glad that even if my best friend died, that I still wasn't alone and had someone who was there for me. Even if he could really get loud, I appreciated the time I spent with him. I even continued his design and found some more motivation, though I didn't plan to show him before I was like completely finished with it. 
Right now, I was sitting on my desk in my room, working on his design. I sketched around a little, finally having the right ideas to eventually finish this. I didn't know why but thinking about showing it to him made me somehow excited and I somehow was looking forward towards it. Maybe it was because I put so much effort into it. But I couldn't really get my mind off the tall biker in the last time. Well that was no wonder considering how close we got during our stay. This whole situation had one good side. We had enough time to get to know each other and there was no pressure with shit like school or homework and so I had more time than usual for my hobby. 

I stood up, wanting to get something to drink from the dining hall and move my ass out of my dorm room for once when I started to get a little dizzy. I quickly sat down on the chair again, waiting until it was over. What the fuck even was this- I swear if I started to get sick here too- I shook those thoughts off, eventually really heading towards the dining hall after I calmed down from the sudden situation. This was indeed weird but I wasn't really surprised considering how much I ate during the last time. I wasn't really the type to barely eat but when I saw all those corpses and was reminded of the executions that I had to saw, I just couldn't really help, it all was killing my appetite. 
But my lazy ass told me to wait a bit. I mean it wasn't like I ate nothing. It just wasn't enough. I shook those thoughts off and decided not to think about that too much and also not to worry. I never really had any problems with eating and I was hungry, I was just- I didn't want to eat while I had all those pictures of dead bodies in my mind. It was just this situation that caused all this. 

I went around the building a bit, sipping from my drink every now and then, trying to waste as much time as possible until I went for searching Mondo. I mean even though we did spend more time, we didn't spend every second with each other. I mean after all, at some point I needed to finish the tattoo design of his and if I did it in front of his eyes, it wouldn't be a surprise anymore. Even if I wasn't that far with the design, I didn't want him to see it yet. That would kind of suck the fun out of this.  
As the nighttime announcement from Monokuma started to play on the screen in the hall, I started to head back to the dining hall to throw away the empty package of the drink that I just drank and to throw it away. In the dining hall, I met the biker again. "Ah there ya are. Ready to get goin'?", he asked me. "Yea sure", I let out to him, smiling slightly as we started to head for the dormitories together. 

Eventually, he unlocked the door which led to his room, letting the two of us in before locking it again so that no one could try and break in to kill us and laying the key onto his table. He shrug off his coat, hanging it over the back of his chair. Every time he put off his coat, I noticed how god damn muscular he actually was- But I liked it when I was honest. I tried to get my thoughts off the biker for the moment and put off my shoes. 
Mondo sat down on his bed, letting him fall back onto the mattress with a sigh. "Everything okay?", I asked him, sitting down next to him. "How could anyone be okay in a killing game like that? I don't even want to call it a game anyways.", Mondo let out. "Yea I get you and same. Like if I would lose you as well, I would probably go insane", I replied to him. "As if I would let myself get killed or let you get killed so easily", he let out, making both of us chuckle. 

After some more time talking a bit, we decided to go to bed. We both laid down in bed like usually and put off the lights as soon as we crawled under the soft sheets. I stretched myself, letting my back crack just slightly. 
Some more time later, I still wasn't asleep. I stretched myself a bit, looking after Mondo that he didn't wake up if he was asleep. Though, I almost fell off the bed. Almost because I felt a pair of large and muscular arms save me by wrapping around my torso, pulling me further onto the bed. Now I wasn't so sure if he was asleep but I decided to just enjoy the moment. My cheeks turned into a slight shade of red as he held me close to him while I was not being able to suppress a smile. I closed my eyes again, snuggling further into the biker and calming down eventually. Why the fuck was this so comfortable- 

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