Our Own Fantasy

TCF: I'm Fine, Guys!

[Cale Henituse x Reader]

Genre: fluff + angst

TW: self-sacrifice, blood, injury, death, cursing, ORV reference

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"I am..huff!"

Buk!

"Totally fine!"

You have been trying to tell him that you are fine. What injury? This is nothing compared to the last battle. What blood? Hey, that red head basta*d of your commander should know who has been leaking blood out of their body the most!

Blood should have flowed inside our body! Not outside!

"Put me down, Choi Han!"

You trashed around because you have been denied being on the front lines. What? No, didn't all of you already agree to this strategy in the previous meeting?

And Choi Han did what you asked for.

Buk!

"Ouch, can you be more gentle?"

Choi Han raised his eyebrow and rolled his eyes. You can't deal with a sassy Choi Han. Since when this man can act like this? He has been like a puppy around Cale, but lately he has been so sassy with you. Moreover, when you are about to jump into battle.

"Good job. You can go now."

Lo and behold, speaking of the devil, the redhead emerged from nowhere and tapped Choi Han's shoulder. With a nod, the swordmaster jumped back into the battle, leaving you to deal with this young master.

"Now, it is you and me, [Name]. Show me your injury."

You stood up and smiled, crossing your arms.

"What injury, young master? I was not hurt or anything and completely fine."

Cale could feel your irritation, but he didn't care and snatched your arm even when you shouted a 'hey!' towards him.

He pulled you closer and grabbed the bottom of your shirt.

"Hey, hey, watch where you touch."

Ignoring you like always, he lifted your shirt up, and there he could see the bleeding wound. You grabbed his hand and pulled your shirt back down.

"That's harassment."

"Mind explaining what that is?"

Cale didn't let go of your shirt, being as stubborn as you.

"This is just a small scratch. I'm completely fine."

"Fine, huh?"

Without warning, Cale used his other hand and poked your injury.

"Ah! Why would you do that?!"

You stepped away from him and frowned. Your hand found its way towards the wound on your stomach.

"I thought we all already agreed to the strategy." You pouted.

"Since when? We are already aware of your tendency to get hurt every time you are in battle. That's why I asked you personally not to be in the front line. But why are you so stubborn?"

"It will be more efficient if I use my power to weaken the enemy. Nobody would get hurt, and we will procure our victory."

"In exchange for YOU getting hurt? Absolutely not."

Cale let out a sigh before giving you a healing potion. He didn't know where your sacrificial tendency came from. Is it even before you guys met?

"Stop sacrificing yourself."