Erasurehead x Fem!OC x Present Mic
KOI NO YOKAN
| Noun |
(n): the feeling that the first time you meet someone, you will fall in love.
When Athena Kiritani makes the grievous mistake of working for Hands Up Radio Agency, she finds herself trapped...
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Hizashi watched the monitor beep steadily beside Shota's bed.
The adrenaline had finally worn off- rushing to the USJ, then the hospital, then the fear of whether Shota would live. Seeing them graft skin to cover the large wound on Athena's arm.
Athena had jailbroke her hospital room an hour ago and laid slumped at Shota's side, arm sprawled out and covered in bandages from wrist to shoulder. The skin had disintegrated down to raw muscle. Because of the exposure to the lower layer, the injury had worsened. The chemical burn to the muscle layer meant Athena probably would lose a lot of feeling in her arm. How she continued to fight with her arm in that poor shape was a miracle.
Even in her sleep, she couldn't help but curl around Shota, her uninjured hand scrunched up loosely around his shirt.
Hizashi didn't want to push her. But the visceral distancing at his and Shota's confession- it stung. He missed her.
When he glanced back up from his hands, Shota was prying at the bandages over his eyes.
"Shit, Sho-" Hizashi stood quickly.
"Shh," Shota whispered, glancing down at Athena, even though he couldn't see.
"Keep your blindfold on," Hizashi whispered. "You shattered your orbital bone."
"No shit, I can fucking feel it," Shota grumbled. Still, his hands shifted away, instead wandering away from his face towards Athena's head where his fingers combed through her hair. The black dye had grown out considerably, the neon blue roots shimmering under the bright white of the hospital lights.
"Athena?"
"Yeah," Hizashi confirmed, quietly. "She saved your life. Couple of your students, too."
"I didn't mean to bring her there," Shota sighed. "I forgot the shard was in my pocket."
"It's a good thing," Hizashi shook his head, before suddenly remembering Shota could not see him do it. "If you hadn't, a lot of things could have gone worse. She took out the hand-villain relatively easy and without an excess of strength. Most people would have panicked, especially with her training, and just beaten him to death."
"She doesn't want to be a hero," Shota shot back. "This isn't her job or her world. It's ours and we're dragging her in against her will."
"She's good at it," Hizashi argued. "And it's been her world. For Christ sake, she's been working with Heroes since she got out of college! Even if the ring didn't find her, at some point there is a likelihood of her getting targeted for her connections."
