❁ 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 ❁

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YOUR P.O.V

WORDS: 1341

TW: MENTION OF SACRIFICING, SUGGESTIVE THEMES

YOU SIGHED AS YOU sat down on your office couch, your face in your hands

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YOU SIGHED AS YOU sat down on your office couch, your face in your hands. The situation was starting to weigh down on you, becoming harder and harder for you to conceal that.

The majority of your mind was bombarded with questions that darkened the back parts of your mind, your face contorting into pain at the rush of the thoughts.

You tried steadying your anxiety, digging your fingernails into your head as you tried to steady your breath.

A knock came at the office door, halting your breathing and thoughts.

You cursed to yourself, sitting up and turning your body towards the door. You placed your hands on your exposed knees, gripping them harshly and steadying your mind.

"Who is it?" You questioned, reaching to put on your mask.

"Maki. Can I come in?"

Your hand stopped reaching for your mask that sat beside you, twitching in the process. You let your hands fall, your fingertips brushing against the surface of the comfortable couch.

"Yes, you may."

The door's knob twisted, allowing the door to open and Maki to slowly step in.

A white shirt was present on her torso, tightening around and letting her curves show a bit. The collar was popped, exposing her collarbones in the light. A black jacket was draped around her shoulders, slumping over her frame as she walked in. Maki also wore black pants with a belt hoisting them up.

Rings from gold to silver decorated her hands, shimmering in the dimly lit room. The necklace you gave her added to her look, making you think it was the absolute right call to get it for her.

You smiled faintly at her as she closed the door, looking at you with a nonchalant expression.

"Why'd you do it?"

Your smile dropped, confusion taking over your disheveled features. What did she mean?

"What do you mean?" You questioned, shifting slightly in your position on the couch. Maki walked closer, stopping a few feet from you. You blinked as you looked up at her, your eyebrow raising ever so slightly.

"You said you'd risk your life protecting the three of us." Maki stated. Your eyebrows raised at that, unaware at what she was getting at. "Why?"

You blinked repeatedly, hiding your anxious ticks away from Maki's curious gaze. Your e/c eyes tore away from her golden ones, looking straight ahead at a picture framed on the wall.

"I dunno. Just felt right."

Maki's eyebrows raised at your response, not knowing if she could accept that answer. You looked at your hands that were placed in your lap, tilting your head to the side as you played with your fingertips.

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