The Yakuza's flower

Just Us

Ume's POV

I woke up gasping softly as my eyes opened and adjusted to the sunlight that was entering the windows.  I found myself laying on my back covered in a thin bed sheet that covered me from my thighs to my chest.

He must have covered me when I fell asleep.

When I tried to move, it felt like I was being crushed by gravity itself. Ugh My body ached everywhere but I needed to move.

I barely managed to slowly turn my head to the right, when I saw him lying on his stomach deep asleep. His back, scars and tattoo completely exposed, his face facing me.

I guess after we finished, I passed out ...

As much as I didn't want to move, I reached for my phone that was on the nightstand to the left of me. I remembered I turned it off at one point because it kept going off so when I turned it on, I had a flood of messages, missed calls and reminders.

One particular reminder stood out to me the most and it read.

[Reminder: early hospital shift starts today <3 ]

I had definitely forgotten about my new schedule change! I sat up fast and as quietly as I could I quickly slipped out of the broken bed. practically crawled my way to the bathroom, since my legs were super sore and moving them wasn't fun.

Jesus, I felt like I was hit by a bus or something.

Entering the bathroom, I quickly turned the shower on and made sure that the water ran hot before getting in. I washed up and even stayed in the shower for a minute because the warmth of the water hitting my skin just felt amazing.

He didn't really have the soaps and products I needed but I still used whatever was available.

After spending a good amount of time in the shower I knew I had to get out soon but honestly didn't want to. So, I turned the water cold to wake me up and get me out of the shower.

Once I finished showering, I quickly dried myself with a towel that was hanging on the wall hook. I wrapped the towel around my body.

I was hesitant to walk back to the bedroom because I didn't want to wake him. but to my surprise when I did walked back, he was still sleeping soundly. I continued to ignore him as I looked all over the house and floor for my clothes.

While I was looking, I noticed the place was a complete mess...

Once I found my clothes, I picked them up quietly and put them on. I had forgotten he ripped my dress, and it was noticeable. I needed something to cover up, so I just grabbed his white jacket because it was the closest thing to me. However, before putting it on I made sure it didn't have anything important in the pockets. When I was done getting ready and collected my stuff, I was ready to leave but noticed I didn't wake him up at all.

To be honest I didn't want to wake him otherwise he'd never let me go home. So before leaving I made him a huge breakfast and cleaned up the mess we made a bit, so I wouldn't feel guilty about not waking him up.

I wrote a quick note that I snuck into the bedroom and left it on my side of the bed. I really wanted to give him a kiss but wasn't going to risk it, so I left the room quietly.

When I was out the front door and making my way down the street. I just suddenly got the urge to run away from the house... and I did, all the way to the metro. 

well, more like waddled my way there.

Anyway, I eventually made it to a station that was a nearby and got on the train that would take me home.