Chapter 67:Heartbeat

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~*Kyojuro's POV*~
     "There've been massive storm surges to the South following in almost a pattern, and I fear I know exactly why." This morning, the way I left wasn't satisfying. No, it was exhilarating. My heart was dancing from the moment I departed, and it still is. My hand is still tapping to the beat of it, resisting the urge to let the rest of my body jive.

     "The towns that made deals with Muzan, they're having their pacts thrown back at them." I woke up to shock, but once I looked at everything, I equally felt awful for having to go, to practically abandon her. ... That might've been the first time I've ever hesitated to go on a mission. If I'd had the option to lay my things back down and return to my position, I would've done so.

      "Luckily, we've gotten on board with most of the town leader's to evacuate before these freak storms hit, but we still have others adamant to claim they were never involved with the enemy." She didn't wake during my stir, not even towards the end, when my voice was so still.

      "For those who aren't cooperating, it's imperative that we reach them before Muzan’s reach does, or hundreds will die." I didn't think she would actually... do that, let alone stay there with me. I intended on sleeping in the guest room after I visited, but it seems my slip-up brought me much more of a reward.

     "The lives of innocents are on the line, my child. This is just the job for you." So much more...



     I stretched out among the futon with little to say in the quiet air when finding myself awake, the storm long gone from last night and letting the birds take up their morning song. I slept better than I sure thought I would,' didn't wake one single bit. I do feel a little bad, now that I'm somewhat awake- I forgot to leave before falling asleep... but it doesn't seem like I've been too harshly punished for my mistake. I'll make sure to apologize to (y,n) later...

     I released a low sigh when scratching my ches-...

     I spoke too soon.

     My heart immediately began pounding against my ribs when putting my palm over the one on my chest, breath stuttering at those cold digits while my own fell into their trap. I know the feeling far too well... I can barely move my other arm. Why? Because she's laying on it, coddled next to me without a care in the world.

     (y,n)'s comfortable, unmoving... she slept here the whole night, just like this, and I didn't even notice. We've never been so... close, not like this, bodies pressed against eachother, laced with intimacy. I can feel her every breath and how it continues to steal away my own, blowing against me while I subconsciously count each heartbeat I can feel through her bosom.

     I lifted my gaze towards the patio door to see a shadow fly down to the floorboards, flapping its wings once it landed. "Rengoku, you have been called to master Ubuyashiki's!" ...

      Just like that? I have to leave now? I haven't processed everything, it's not enough. Can I not breathe for just a little longer and have her weight to it, when I've barely started to understand the feeling of enjoying it? I want to stay here longer... and I don't understand why. My body is begging me not to move, to appreciate this breeze in the summertime. It feels good, refreshing...

     ... I eased the Hashira's body off of my own to sit up, placing her back into the bed with care and attention. I'm frowning, frowning as I gaze upon her in the soft light to see her peace... Everything was right where I left it, and yet, it still changed. My heart aches at all I've missed, and what I now have to leave behind.

      Even when trying to ignore it as I go for my shirt by the door, buttoning up the top layer, I can't help but gaze in wonder. What made her want to sleep by me? What could've changed her mind all in one night? Rather, did it actually change in one night? W-was it even last night? Was it hours ago, days... weeks? I once had to carry her back to bed after she fell asleep by me, so did she feel the need to go further? What drew her to me...

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