Cetus {H. Shota X M. Reader}

5

I woke up to blood-curdling screams right next to my ear. I didn't even have time to process it, I instantly ran into the bathroom and puked. My face twisted as I saw the liquid go from clear to green, all I could do was stay over the toilet and let it all out. It felt like someone was twisting my stomach like a wet wrang. Tears burned my eyes and cheeks, I felt so utterly weak. 

It was only a matter of seconds before Steph barged into the bathroom and sat next to me. He patted my back and made sure no one else walked in. The ground seemed to be swaying as if someone had put the house on a boat, my body swayed back and forth as the walls swirled around and around and around.  

Steph grabbed one of the towels off the hanger and put it into cold water before dipping it across my face. When it was clear I wouldn't be puking for a little while he helped me move from the bathroom to my bed. He quickly gave orders to his members to get different things from around the house, I didn't know how they would manage that when they didn't know where anything was. 

Steph grabbed my mini trash can and put it as close to me as he could get it. He brushed any hair out of my face and kept dapping the towel on my face, it had already started to warm up by now. 

"See you're lucky we are here," He said with a satisfied smirk. I could only let out a small grunt, at least seventy pounds had been placed on every muscle and joint on my body. 

Shota was the first to come back with what he needed to get. He placed the cooling sheet delicately on my forehead, he looked so genuinely scared I couldn't help but feel bad. 

Intak came in with a bowl and sat it next to me. It was filled with soup, but when I put it in my mouth it was cold. I looked at Intak and Steph, there was no way this grown man just gave me a bowl of cold soup. 

"Is it meant to be cold?" I questioned. Keeho instantly ate a spoonful only to make one of the most disgusted faces. He ended up walking Intak back down to the kitchen with the bowl, leaving me alone with Shota. 

Silence flooded the room, I wanted to ask him if he was the Haku Shota from when I was younger. I looked back at his face, the more I looked at him the more I could only see the little kid I used to catch random bugs with. Seconds felt like minutes in the silence, those seconds were filled with me analyzing every little thing he did. His jawline was sharper than back then, but that makes sense with us getting older. His hair was longer than the last time I saw him and now a lighter brown. His eyes had the same shine, a shine only his eyes could radiate even when we were younger. 

I didn't realize how creepy I probably looked until he looked directly back at my eyes. I was never good with eye contact, I darted my eyes to the trash can lying next to me. I glanced back at him to see him staring back still, I felt a queasy feeling in my stomach. I didn't puke this time, I curled my knees to my chest and grabbed my phone. There wasn't much I hadn't caught up on yet so I ended up scrolling through Instagram, sneaking glances at Shota every once and a while. 

I needed to wait to see, maybe being sick was messing with my mind. I didn't feel the same way I did back then anyway, the heat that he drew me in with was probably gone if it was him. I couldn't help but wonder if it was the cameras and fans that took away that warmth. I really shouldn't judge if he is the same as back then by our limited interactions. 

Steph walked back up with another bowl of soup. He placed it on the table next to me, I took that as a sign not to eat it yet along with the steam twisting and turning over the bowl. Steph sat in my chair next to my desk, he spun around like a child for a second before turning back to me. 

"How are you feeling now?" He asked. I was feeling better simply because I was almost completely sure I wouldn't puke again. I nodded, the rest of my body had decided to fail to do any movement at that point. I couldn't even hold my own phone up to my face, it was placed right next to me and I just laid on my side and scrolled. 

Steph came over and rubbed my head lightly, not enough to send my whole head throbbing. One of the other boys came running up, I couldn't quite remember his name. He handed Steph a small pill and a cup of water. Steph said something I couldn't make out with my very limited Korean skills to the boy and he responded. Steph turned back to me and gave me the pill, I decided to trust that he wasn't drugging me and took it. 

"You should get some rest, we'll have someone to stay in here for you" I nodded and pulled the blanket higher over my shoulders. It didn't take long for my eyes to close and dreams to take over my mind. 

。:+* ゜ ゜゜ *+:。

"Quick run" Where was that voice coming from? I looked back and there was a mighty dragon, its scales bright red fading into orange. 

"he wants your love, run" I looked past the dragon and there was a man, I couldn't make out his face. The dragon nudged me with its massive nose, the dragon itself was slightly bigger than a stallion with wings tucked neatly to its sides.  

I turned to start running and fell into a dark void, when I looked around I was back in my room. I was sitting at my desk studying, I looked around and there he was, Shota. 

"Hey, y/n, don't you remember me? From when were kids" I jumped up from the seat screaming that I do but when I went to hug him he was gone. Simply air left. 

"Failed" a deeper voice yelled, I couldn't find it when I looked around this time. I took and step and back into darkness I went. I looked to see my father his smile the same wrinkled one as always. 

"Hey bub, wanna play a quick game? We can get some soda after" He patted the seat next to him. I wearily walked closer and sat next to him, he turned on the tv and there the dragon was again. 

"I said run, he wants your love!" He said before the TV turned off again 

"Failed!" This time the voice sounded angrier. The couch sucked me into complete darkness and now I was next to Steph, he was playing some game, monopoly I think. 

"Y/n! wanna play a quick game with me?" I looked around before turning back 

"No, I can't," I said running out of the door, my heart was beating out of my chest as I ran. The dragon as well as a faceless man appeared in front of me. 

"Good, don't talk to them. They all want you for SOMETHING, not for who you are. No one loves you for you just for what you have" The man's accent I couldn't quite place, it was so thick I almost couldn't understand what he was saying. 

。:+* ゜ ゜゜ *+:。 

My head sprung up and I looked around, Shota was on his phone scrolling and it was dark out now. It had all been a dream, of course it was. I rubbed my already messy hair, I felt a lot better than before.

"Oh you're awake," He said, "want me to get Steph?" He stood up already planning on looking for him. I put my hand up and waved him back to his seat 

"No, no need, it looks late now, they should sleep," I said swinging my legs around the side of my bed. I stretched my arms and legs once more and walked to the bathroom. I need to wash my face, maybe that will get my head thinking at least slightly straight. Shota awkwardly walked around with me, calming a little when he saw I wasn't going to use the bathroom and just washing my face. I cracked my neck trying to get some of the tired out of my joints. 

When I finished washing my face I brushed my teeth, I wouldn't be able to sleep so I would probably just watch TV or play a game on my phone. I didn't know what Shota would do, he most likely didn't feel comfortable around me or in my house. I glanced at him in the mirror, he was staring at the floor. He looked tense in the thick silence. 

"Where did you say you were from again?" I asked, I wanted to make sure I wasn't letting myself fall into delusion thinking he was my old friend. 

"Saitama," He said, I nodded. He had to be him. I couldn't tell if I wanted to tell him or not, if it was not him I would seem weird and if it was I will be even more awkward around him