HURT (Hunter x reader)

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Author's note: As always, please if you spot a grammar mistake, let me know!! And if you enjoy this... thing or whatever this is, also let me know, because I got two more short fanficks like this I could revamp and a few more that I never got around to publishing. Anyway, have a great day and take care!! :P

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You slipped out of the throne room through the crack in the giant door. Blood trickled down your hand and your walk was unsteady. When the Emperor was met with the information that you hadn't managed to complete your last mission, his anger answered for him and now you had to face the consequences. Tears quietly rolled down your face accompanied by the red liquid from your nose bleed, luckily, the mask prevented anyone else from noticing them. You couldn't look weak in front of the other scouts, being one of the higher ups and all, you simply couldn't afford it.

As you limped through the halls of the castle, the walls were your only source of stability. All you wanted to do was to curl up into a ball in the safety of your bed and sleep until the pain washed away, but, as always, the titan had other plans for you. About halfway to your quarters, in all his glory, the Golden guard, and also the last person you wanted to see right now, was walking in the opposite direction from you, and you could already feel how ready he was to take advantage of this set up and start picking on you, just like he always did.

"Look at that, someone must've failed their mission. Such a shame, I honestly thought you were supposed to match my skills. Oh well I'm guessing the Emperor was mistaken."

The boy began to mock you, but to his surprise, you didn't fire any insults back at him. You ignored his words and continued to limp in the direction of your room, determined to get there as soon as possible.

"Not feeling talkative? No surprise, you must be soooo embarrassed. I'd be too if I were you, I mean c'mon, how can you fail a mission like that. What was it again..?"
He continued to try and get a reaction out of you, and even though you wanted to tell him to shut up and get a move on, you were too tired to be wasting energy on such a petty thing.

A sigh escaped your lips as you looked down at your blood soaked cape. The Golden guard finally passed you and continued to walk to wherever he was heading. Iron scent was continuously filling your mask due to the nosebleed and it was getting less bearable with each passing second. Suddenly, the world spun and you lost what little balance you had. With a loud thud you landed onto the hard ground and let out a hiss, the pain from the fall only adding to what you were already experiencing. You could hear the boy stop in his tracks and turn back, before the sound of rapid footsteps registered in your brain. Slight panic spread throughout your body and you tried your best to get up before he could actually reach you, only to fall again, more tears spilling out of your eyes.

C'mon, get up! You prepared yourself for another attempt, but before you could actually try, a hand was placed onto your shoulder, making you freeze at the contact and remain in the position you were in.

"You good?"

He asked you, which was something completely unexpected, coming from your sworn rival. Even his one was somehow different from his usual, prickly and condescending one.

"I'm... I'm fine."

You said, trying to sound as sure of yourself as possible, hoping and praying that he'd leave you alone.

The uninjured arm that was clutching onto your bleeding one, let go of it and you placed both of your palms onto the ground. With a lot of effort and through gritted teeth you pushed yourself up, which did hurt like hell, but was still better than looking like a weakling in front of the Golden guard himself. You finally stood back on both of your feet, slamming the side of you body into the wall for support and slowly limping away again.