Unsung Battles (Corrupted Venti x F! Reader)

-13-

My eyes slowly flickered open and a blindingly bright light filled my sight before my eyes adjusted, revealing that it was a surgical lamp.

"Venti," I groaned, my voice quiet and my throat sore. I tried sitting up but fell back, the breath being knocked out of me as I did so.

"Whoa, slow down! You've lost a lot of blood," I saw Barbara walk over to me. She placed a steady hand behind my back and helped me sit up before adjusting my pillows.

I looked at her absently. My mind seemed to be empty, like I had no ability to think anymore. "What... happened...?" I asked.

"Kaeya and Albedo brought you and Venti here. You both were in a really bad condition," she explained, "You had the most injuries but Venti had gone the longest without help and had lost the most blood... and, well..."

She looked back and I saw that Venti was laying unconscious in another bed, his shirt gone and his stomach wrapped up in thick bandages.

"He's yet to wake up."

After a while of talking about all the important details, such as how long I would be staying here, how to move around without disturbing my wounds and what I can and can't do in my current state, Barbara gave me a final hug before exiting room.

I looked across the room to where Venti lay. He showed no signs of waking up. I stood up slowly, a bit uneasy on my legs. Slowly shuffling towards his bed, I placed my hand over his own.

Guilt clouded my thoughts and I felt a pang of self-hatred. It was like a bee sting, the pain was strongest in the moment but there was a slightly duller aftershock, an extra pain, that lingered.

Pulling the covers back, I laid next to him. I wasn't planning on leaving Venti's side anytime soon. He looked so lifelessly peaceful, not even a flutter of his long lashes indicated that he was alive.

I grabbed his hand gently and closed my eyes, resting my forehead against his.

"Please... wake up soon..." I whispered, slowly drifting off to sleep.

{A/n: Only a couple chapters left!}