Healing | a Kinjomae one-shot

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"Ow," Yuki flinched when the bandages were wrapped around his bruised arm. "Sorry," Kinjo mouthed, his voice low as he bandaged in a robotic state.

Yuki had called Tsurugi over, again. He had done it, again. Kinjo knew that if Yuki called in the middle of the night, crying, it meant that he needed his assistance. So he rushed to the gingers' dorm, using the copy of the key that Maeda gave him a few months ago, and walked inside, closing the door a bit hard to announce he had arrived. He took the first-aid kit from the bathroom, sighing when he noticed the splashes of fresh blood on the mirror and went to Yuki's bedroom. Fair enough, he found the smaller boy curled up on his bed, already stained with pink. They didn't say a word, Kinjo would just treat the wounds while Yuki cried silently. Once they finished, Tsurugi went to the restroom, grabbing a few tissues to clean the splashes of now dried blood.

"The bathroom is done," Kinjo called as he exited the now clean restroom. He felt his heart shatter when he spotted Yuki (now changed in his PJs) still sobbing on his bed. This was another thing he usually did when helping Yuki, he would comfort him until he passed out of all the crying at least. Careful to not scare him, he sat on the bed, and passed his arm over his shoulders, giving him a side hug. "It hurts," Maeda straddled Tsurugi in a hug, burying his face on his shoulder as he whimpered.

"I know," Kinjo immediately wrapped his arms around the crying mess over him. "I'm scared," Maeda choked out. "It's okay," he whispered reassuring words as he listened to his crying calm down. They stayed like that for a bit, until Tsurugi moved himself to lay Yuki on the bed. The ginger undid it and tucked himself in. "Please?" the smaller boy opened his arms, asking for cuddles. Kinjo blushed and lay down next to him, letting Maeda squeeze him. Tsurugi felt his face heat up to his ears, but he mentally kicked himself for thinking like that, now was not the time. However, he couldn't stop his heart from beating so fast when Yuki nuzzled into him, even more so when his heart skipped a beat with the words: "Please stay."

"Alright," he replied, enveloping Yuki in a protecting embrace, smiling when the smaller boy had stopped crying. Soon he felt Yuki's muscles relax, indicating he had fallen asleep, which was fair, given the circumstances. So he let himself get comfy and slumber away, still holding Yuki in his arms.

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Hi! I'm not externally dead, lol.

Like, I like this one-shot, but I don't like this one-shot--

Idk, I'm not in the Dangan fandom as much as I was before, so I lack inspiration for my stories. I don't believe in compromises anyway. But I'll try to advance my other stories. I've been redacting one since August geez, but it's still a draft, so...