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

lovers on bridges | final part

The night breeze blew in from the window, tickling the skin of the girl and the boy that laid rest in the hospital room. The boy had his fingers clutched against her bedsheets, his body resting in a chair beside her, while his head was slumped against her lap. The girl only stared off into the back of his head, laid slightly back as the time marched on to midnight. It was the night before the morning of her release back home, and the midnight was happy to greet them with its freshness.

She should be sleep right now, but her mind was too awake for it's own good.

"Ji, Ji," she whispered soft as butter. Her silky tone was sure to stir the mind of the napping boy, as he yawned and turned to face her obediently. "Dream girl," he murmured with a nuzzle into her leg.

"Hi, Ji..." Her fingers found their way to his hair, running nails through the scalp and bubbling up intense emotions in the blonde. He loved her so hard, so deeply, so much that his heart leaped at any touch, and rejoiced at every word. "My girlfriend," he slurred.

Something he was proud to call her by.

"My handsome hero," she purred back.

Something she was even prouder to call him of.

His eyes were filled with love hearts and admiration of her, for her, and to her. He felt even more entranced as her fingers swooped down to caress his face and as his body jerked into the affection with a silent cheer. Little did he know, she had something brewing in her heart. A little sinister idea fueled from her past daydreams of teenage romance.

"Denji... How about we... Sneak out for a while? We can go back to the playground and get on the swings again." She smiled.

Instantly, the blonde shot up from her lap, his eyes widened in true disbelief. "No way... You've gotta rest here! Your precious little hand needs to be pampered and coddled and that's it!" He barked. Well, that one way to wake up such a boy. (Y/n) only laughed at his antics, reaching forward to cup under his chin and slowly scratch the area underneath.

"Gyah," he sighed into the affection, shutting his eyes. "C'mon Denji Denji!" She chimed.

"We could sneak out and be back in any minute now and they won't even know a thing! I'm technically allowed to leave today, just... You know! Let's do it... We could look at the stars tonight..."

"I can't let you hurt ya' self..." He sighed.

Slowly, he'd dip forward into her body, pressing his lips against hers for a short, sweet peck, his eyes hazing over. "I won't, cause I'll have my big, strong Ji with me... my hero," It was like she knew how to tune him and to get him to sing, for his eyes shined all buttered up from the praise. "Really..?" He gawked. His face was already starting to heat up as he stared gently at the girl.

"Only the strongest! The best and only fit for my protector," she coed, her no-longer-elevated left hand reaching up to rest against his cheek. Something that she hadn't been able to do in a long time.

That hand of hers, she knew how much Denji adored it. So right now, coddling him with it was sure to get him to melt; even though her hand was covered in bandages, and was wrapped in a hard split. On the bright side, she had enough strength to move her bandaged fingers into his warm, pudgy skin.

"....And we'll be just back?" He melted. His pretty little eyes staring so vulnerably into hers.

"Before anyone would even notice." She reassured.

"..."
"..."

VRRR!
A roar of a chainsaw would burn across the skies of Japan, disrupting the peace not only with the veering, but the giggles and laughs that came with it too. In the air flew a jumping Chainsaw, clasping a girl so tight to his chest as he steered them away from cars and to sidewalks. The wind was gentle against her face, blowing back her hair and sending her gown into motion. Only he could bring her this high, make her feel like she was on top of the world, all while provoking her heart to beat feverishly. Both literally and figuratively.