You're my dream girl.🌸 | Denji x Reader

belly full of spaghetti | chp 5

"He...mmlp me..." I called pitifully from my spot in the blanket, my feet whipping out and digging into the grass in the grass. Soon my body was twitching all over, eyes rolling back as distant, small hands grabbed chunks of my hair. A hot pain flew up my spine, and suddenly I was tossed out from the water, my head now being tossed over the edge of cold porcelain.

"AGHK!" I cried, spitting out gallons of water from my nose and mouth, flushing out snot, vomit, and blood from the mix of it; a burning so hot cooking up in my nose. Gagging and snarking, I heaved and hoed bullets of painful, scorching oxygen to my lungs, my eyes now staring straight at marble titles, and little, quaking feet. Groaning, and huffing as I caught my breath, my mind was foggy all over, my hair drenched wet, while that little hand from earlier was planted in my locks.

I woke up, still in the bathtub.

The water was freezing by now, and I hadn't realized I was shivering from the cold. My body was turned fully on my side, head leaning over the tub edge, while my nose dripped out blood and goo.

After a while of catching my breath, the room fell almost totally quiet. I was too humiliated to look up, and the soft whimpering from Nayuta crushed my spirit in half. She shouldn't have to see me like this.

But I'm sure she's shaken, after all if she hadn't have been here, I would've died.

Again.

The bathroom was coated with light from the morning yellow sun, and judging by it, I had slept in here all night. Dreaming about some stupid girl that didn't even exist. A useless distraction just to pass the days. Now, because of my stupidity, I've hurt Nayuta, I've hurt her with a scar that was probably deeper than what I could ever imagine.

My breath hitched at the thought. Before I knew it, a sob broke through me, a few tears dribbling out my eyes. Slowly, the feet frozen in place before me would move, walking to the end of the bath, pushing back the shower curtain a bit, and pulling the water plug from the tub. Then, the sound of her feet would fade away.

"Nayuta..." I cried quietly, sliding a hand to my chest, fingers resting on my power cord. Within seconds though, the sound of her steps were back, and my eyes flew up to see her. She was carrying a towel in her hands, her little eyes full of sadness and her body shaking fiercely. In a warm motion, the towel glided over my back, covering my body with it, now that the water was all drained from the tub.

"Nayuta," I murmured in shock, and she fell to her knees right before the bath. Her face, the disbelief glistened greatly on it. It broke me. Suddenly, my loud cries would fill the air around me, my arm slung over the bath to cover my face. "No," I cried, verbally rejecting the sudden feeling of arms around my head.

I cried there in the bathroom with her for a long while, long enough for my alarm clock to ring for school.

And in that moment, my time of weakness, I said a few things to her that I shouldn't have.
Things I should have kept to myself.

Things of Power, things of Aki, Beam, everyone. Makima even. And even of that girl I saw in my dreams. Well, mostly of her. My tears had swelled up in my eyes by then, no longer crying but they were left all big and puffy. And when it was time to go, we left the room to get dressed, and then fled the house in a slience. Not one that was awkward, but one that was light, and warm. Maybe I could even describe it as the feeling of hope. Hope for the best in the future.

Nayuta gave me a big peace sign as she went off to school, and trust me, that did more than just cheer me up. I was happy.

I felt good, getting all that stuff off my chest. Now- now I know I'm ready for the future!

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"Ughhh..." I groaned, rolling my eyes at my desk. "That's no way to say good afternoon, Denji." Yoshida smirked, stuffing his fingers into his arms as he crossed them. "Yeah yeah. The usual I get it." I chuckled, to which Yoshida gasped in surprise at. "Oh?" He hummed, pulling out a chair from the neighboring desk to sit by me. Grinning ear to ear, I leaned into my hands, feet swinging happily. "I made 30 dollars today from my chair business!"
"Hm, that explains the good mood... To me, it looked like you ate a big breakfast or something."

"Yeah, actually, I did! I was crazy full! I was full? I was... crazy full... This... morning..."
Slowly, my hand creeped away from face, my brain twisting in turning in thought. My eyebrows began to weaved upwards, nostrils flaring in intense questioning.

Wait.
Thinking back on it, I was full this morning.
Why.
How could I have been full this morning?

I never eat breakfast.
I didn't eat dinner yesterday.

Yet, as I brushed my tongue earlier this morning, remnants of Italian seasoning flaked off into the sink.

"I was full this morning."
I repeated at the realization, my face warping in grieved horror.

She.

No please.
Not her.

"Denji?"

No, not her, anyone but her.

"You're scaring me... haha."

Please. Not her.
Without thinking, my hand flew up to my chest, fingertips pressing into my power cord. Before I could really feel it though, a gruff hand grabbed mines, pulling me out of my horror and back to the world. "Hey. Denji. Don't even think about doing that here. You know what, actually... Tell me... What are you thinking right now?"

"My..." I stammered, my voice failing in shock. "I have to..." Forcing my voice out from between my clenched teeth was growing tiring, and the wait of my realization was mind crushing. No matter how I tried to deny it, there could only be one reason as to why I was full. Pulling away from Hirofumi, I bolted out of the classroom, heavy feet carrying me far, far away. I could hear Yoshida's stressed, distant shouts behind me, and eventually, heavy footsteps.

But I ignored him, and I ran, and I ran, and I kept going till I was home. I was out of breath by then, but the fear and grief pumping through my veins commanded me further. Unlocking my door viciously, I heard the elevator ding behind me, the sound of gargling, tired breaths pumping into my ears. "Hey... Denji," Yoshida panted. "Take Nayuta home for me! Pick her up from school!" I shouted, bursting the door open and flying inside. "W-Wait! What's this about? Denji! Listen to me!"

Sprinting into the kitchen, I knocked down almost everything in my wake, ripping open the mecidine cabinets and looking for that little yellow bottle prescribed to a certain, missed, devil hunter.

Gotcha!
With a fervor, I ripped open the cap, watching as four melatonin tablets fell into my palm. The normal dose was one, but I had to get there fast. I leaned my head down towards the sink and twisted it open, capturing as much water as I could in my mouth before bolting down the living room and dropping on my mattress. "Denji!" I heard a frustrated voice call, "You've still got five more classes till the day is over! It's only lunch!"

Forgive me, dream girl.
Tossing in the pills to my mouth, I leaned my head into the pillow, shutting my eyes and drifting off.

We had fun didn't we?