☆ 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
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𝘐𝘯 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘦!❞
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Shimizu Y/N, a track runner for the Karasuno High School track team joins his old...
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Y/N, unfortunately, couldn't watch the second set of the game because his bruise was more serious than he thought. Their regular nurse went home early due to personal matters, but the substitute nurse was there so everything was okay. The nurse said he was lucky the second ball didn't directly hit his nose bridge, or a bad bruise would be the least of his worries.
"Just be careful next time, okay Shimizu-kun?" Nurse Faye says, adjusting the bandages on Shimizu's nose before smiling. "You're free to go! Remember to replace the ice often, and if the pain gets too bad, use the numbing cream, alright?"
Y/N bows, curling his hands into a fist— nails pressing uncomfortably against his palms. Nurse Faye waves goodbye and Shimizu wastes no time getting as far away from his office as possible. When his head settles, he squats behind a wall and lets out a shaky exhale, trying to stop his hands from shivering.
Inhale, and exhale.
Shimizu picks a cuticle on his thumb, anxiously biting his inner cheek as his nerves spike. His heart hastily beats against his ribs as his lungs contract, breathing in more carbon dioxide than oxygen.
Desperately, he tries to calm himself down by thinking of things that make him happy, like his sister, and how ecstatic he feels when he's on the track, but his mind goes back to her.
Nurse — and her beautiful, long red hair. Nurse — and her d̶e̶c̶e̶i̶v̶i̶n̶g̶ warm smile. Nurse — and her soft hands with comforting touches, touching him everywhere– caressing his cheek, wiping his lip when his food got everywhere, using her stethoscope to touch his chest as her hands went lower and lower, and lower—
Shimizu gags, holding his head back and pushing his cuticle back further. Then, he felt something soft push against his hand, the same sensation wrapping around his finger.
The texture pulls him out of his thoughts, bleary eyes land on a pair of golden ones staring up at him curiously, slit black pupils dilating. Animals aren't allowed on school grounds, but somehow this cat got into the school undetected.
Y/N sits on the floor, his heart rate slowing down as the cat crawls into his lap, orange fur messily wiping the tears off his face. Shimizu stared at the cat before letting out a deep sigh, wiping his eyes, and fixing his glasses. "...how'd you get in here?"
"Meow!" The cat jumped onto his knee and licked his cheek, tail upright and curved with perked ears. The boy heaved, hanging his head between his knees, and exhaled– trying not to let shame and disappointment creep into his mind.
It's been years since he's seen her— years since he's been to Hyōgo, but he thinks of her every time he's by a Nurse. Sharp red nails, bold lipstick, cold hands– everywhere, he can't get away from her, he can't he can't he can't he can't—
