someone to protect || tokyo revengers

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Mikey's POV:

We crowded around the hospital door, sobs and tears filling the atmosphere. I tried to hide my shaking hands from my gang.

Emma's eyes were red with tears and she gripped my arm.

"Is she going to be okay?" she asked. I tried to stay calm as everyone looked over to me.

"She has to. We made a promise..." I trailed off.

Draken began to walk away from the hospital with a blank expression.

"We should leave. We don't want to cause trouble for the other patients." he said. Everyone began to trail behind him.

"Are you coming Mikey?" Mitsuya asked.

"I'm staying here until I know she's okay."

Mitsuya didn't even make an attempt to fight back.

I walked further into the hospital, waiting outside her door where the nurse greeted me.

She nodded her head in my direction and opened the door to her hospital room where she slept peacefully.   The nurse left the two of us in the room and immediately I felt tears roll down my cheeks.

She was alive.

~

Your eyes opened to the sun shining through the window. You tried to sit up, but felt a strain in your muscles and an intense pain in your abdomen.

You rubbed your eyes and focused to see that you were situated in a small white bed, an IV in your wrist, and a hospital gown on your body.

Using all of your strength to crane your neck, you saw a head of blonde hair seated in the corner of the room.

Mikey's sleeping figure sat in the chair, resting his head on his arm. You watched as his eyes fluttered open and traced to you.

"y/n?" he said, standing up slowly.

Your lips curved into a weak smile at the sound of his voice, and you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around you.

"I'm so glad you're okay." Mikey whispered as he hid his face in your shoulder.

"Ouch" you giggled as he squeezed you.

He pulled away with an apologetic smile and you noticed the tears welling in his eyes.

"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you." Mikey said as he sat at the foot of your hospital bed.

"It wasn't you Mikey. Don't apologize."

"I knew you would survive you're so strong after all."

Mikey pulled you in closer, being more gentle this time.

"Do you need anything? A doctor maybe? Here I'll call one over right now-"

"I'm okay" you cut him off.

Mikey stopped and eyed your wounded body. He pulled a chair beside your bed and rested his head in your lap.

~

For a few moments, neither of you talked. You stroked his blonde hair as he kept his face turned away from you.

"How long was I unconscious?" you asked him to break the silence.

"A few hours. They performed emergency surgery on you too." Mikey explained with a quiet voice.

You nodded and slowly lifted your top to reveal your stomach. A red streak slashed through, stitched up with neat detail.