𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦. the state of being lost in
your own thoughts; a daydream.
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a person writes for your comfort character however you desire.
𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯.
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✎ᝰwarnings: swearing (on my part), blood and injuries but nothing too extreme, grammar mistakes & typos.
✎ᝰ synopsis: it wasn't everyday that you get injured from a mission or from training, however when that does happen it always seemed to angered your lover who could never seemed to stop worrying about you over the simplest things, yet tonight was the softest you've ever seen him. he held your wounded body with such tenderness.
No, literally, wow. Getting pummeled into a pulp was something you've least expected from a fight with a demon with a sicken cool demon blood art, if you may add. They've gotten quite a blow on you. They have given you enough bruises and scratches littering your skin and your slayers uniform a bit torn from the battle. A battle that was— well, not life threatening but definitely not boring. Just enough to get you off guard.
Your cheek was swollen from getting a neat hit, your arm hurt like a bitch and your head was pounding from a massive migraine. Three days, three fucking days since you've been traveling. Mission after mission and it repeated for three goddamn days before your crow gave you an okay to head back to your estate to rest your battered body.
And let's not forget the scolding your going to receive from your masked lover who couldn't seem to stop worrying for you the moment a solo mission has been decided for you and you had to leave.. without him. Much to his dismay.
Sure you're a hashira, but that doesn't make you invincible or immortal, you could die at any given moment and he wouldn't be there to protect you.. nevertheless, you're the same with him when he has to leave for a solo mission. Hell, if you couldn't be there with him, they could at least send someone with him, like Uzui for example. (Though, he probably would prefer to be thrown fifty feet in the air than travel with him.. maybe).
Honestly, all the adrenaline from your body has dissipated, leaving you to feel every pain coursing through your exhausted body, making your face to scrunch up in pain and sweat through the heat of the beautiful sunset. You really wanted to head back and clean yourself throughly then patch up your burning injuries and head straight to bed in hopes of falling into a three day coma.
Holy shit your body felt extremely heavy and with each step you took, you wanted nothing more than to collapse onto the dirt road and relax your sore feet. You're literally screaming inside your mind; how far am I?? It's an honest question, you don't think you could take it much longer.
