Desolate// Mp100 X Fem! Reader

home?

You slowly trudged your way home, your hands still on your stomach as you winced at every step you take. That fucking delinquent had possibly destroyed your ribs, and you are not happy about it.

Every step, every breath you took was painful, but you can't help but wheeze in pain as you coninued walking. Your tears dripping down your face as your hands were on the gate of the houses at your neighbourhood, a sad attempt to support your body.

It's even a good thing they let you out..

Miraculously, you reached to the building of the apartment, only to realise there are more obstacles to go through- stairs. You winced slightly, wanting to groan but biting it back due to fear of upsetting the wound on your stomach.

As you raised your legs to take the first step, you feel immense pain at your stomach. You feel like dying. You continued to take each step, biting back every pain you felt on your stomach, your other hand gripping onto the railings for dear life.

As you reached your floor, you can't help but wheeze, your body had strained itself way past it's limit, but you are so close to your apartment room.

You wiped your tears, as you continue to trudge you way to the room, not noticing a man with blonde hair leaning in front of your door. As soon as he noticed you, he stood up, his voice dying in his throat as he looked at the state you were in.

"(L/n)?"

As soon as you heard that voice, your body tensed up- please don't be him, please. You looked up, and there he is, the glorious Teruki Hanazawa. You immediately stood up as you tried to look normal, but you immediately winced at the pain on your stomach.

"You, what were you doing?"

He asked you, his voice was uncharacteristically worried.

...It was weird, to have somebody worried for you like this. You feel yourself sweating, thinking of an answer.

"....Nothing?"

Great answer. Surely he won't suspect anything! You cussed yourself internally as your body was tense, sweaty, and completely in pain. What kind of terrible thing did you do to have to go through this?

"Yeah, right. I've tried to contact you multiple times. Why'd you not answer?"

Contact you..?

You tried to rummage the pockets of your pants, only to realise that it's gone. You cussed the yankee looking man.

Must've lost it when he beat me up..

".....I lost it. My phone." You smiled at him awkwardly, unsure on what else to say.

".....you lost it?"

Teru's eyebrows raised suspicously, his arms crossed as he tilted his head slightly. It was a voice that was laced with doubt all over it. His face then scrunched up temporarily before he walked to you, his hands now holding onto your jawline as he moved your head.

"....??????"

"Looks like you aren't that injured..from the outside. What'd happened to you?"

You feel your cheeks flush slightly. You looked at his blue eyes, your mouth slightly agape as he looked down on you. His gave was serious (and for a moment- you can see a glimpse of concern written all over it). Your eyes widening as you tried to comprehend the whole situation.

What's with this..shoujo situation???????

Your head blanked out completely, unable to form words. You moved his hands away from your jaw, before you look to the side. Clearing your throat, your turned your gaze towards him, your cheeks still slightly flushed.