Kashimo Hajime x Reader

Right person, Not Enough Time

Right person, Not Enough Time

Credits to Kyuo_Yuu, on Reddit. All of the rights for the art go to them.

Kashimo Hajime doesn't belong to me, the character belongs to Gege Akutami. Without further a do, enjoy reading!

Some may say that it has to be, 'right person, wrong time'. But for you it was, 'Right person, not enough time.' 'You and him were always destined to cross but to never interact long enough to express your true feelings'.

After a year of working alongside Kashimo Hajime, he had grown attached to you. Therefore he allowed you to travel alongside him even though you were a 'weakling'. Or so he said.

One day, you got back from a mission, or a fight to say. You were badly wounded and you had a large wound on your stomach. 

"No wonder you got yourself hurt, y/n. You're such a weakling."  Unbeknownst to him, you were actively bleeding out. He considered you weak even if you two were on the same team. He finally turned in your direction, only to come face to face with your wound.

Once he saw your wound, his usual cocky smirk fell, replaced with a frown. He walked over to you and put his hand on your shoulder, helping you keep your balance while he looked over the huge wound adorning over your stomach.

"Damn Y/N, this looks more serious than I thought it was." Hajime bit his lip. On one had, he had expected this because you were such a weakling in his eyes. But on the other, it hurt him to see you like this, more than he would like to admit.

"Hajime.. it hurts-" But, before you could fully get out your words, blood spilled from your lips. It felt as if your knees buckled underneath your weight and gave out on supporting you.

You could be rather, aloof at time, but to obtain an injury as this one, well.. Lets just say you were scared. Rightfully so, because this time, you might not make it out, alive.

Kashimo's eyes widen at the sigh of you coughing up blood. He carefully placed his hand on your back for support, he held you tightly to make sure you didn't collapse onto the ground.

"Hold on." He stated sternly, but he was worried. His other hand still placed on your stomach wound. He tried to stop the bleeding by adding pressure on the wound, hoping it would be enough.

Your head swayed to the side, and met his shoulder. Your eyes started to flutter shut, as death's cold embrace was so close, yet so far.*                                                                 

"Hey, stay with me.." He placed his hand on your chin, gently lifting it up to see your face. He would never admit this but, he found you to be the only woman to ever catch his eye. You were beautiful. 

"Stay awake.." Kashimo continued to say, as he applied pressure onto your wound with one hand and the other placed onto your back, keeping you steady. He was starting to feel a sense of urgency, seeing the amount of blood you were loosing. He stared at your wound until he hear your faint voice.

"Hajime.." He heard you breathe out.

That shook him out of his focused trance as he looked in your eyes for a brief second, before turning his attention back to your wound.

"Yeah, I'm here."    He responded. In a surprisingly gentle tone.

"Just stay with me, okay, Y/N? You'll be alright.." Even he sounded unsure, but he put on a facade. He had to be strong, for him, and for you. He bit his lip subconsciously, the sense of urgency growing stronger as he kept his hand on your wound.