What is Stronger Than Love? (Shizuo Heiwajima X reader)

(Chapter 23) Safe and Sound

NOTE: (y/ln)=your last name
            (y/fn)=your first name
            (y/ec)=your eye color
            (y/hc)=your hair color
            (y/hl)=your hair length
            (y/w)=your weight
            (y/fc)=your favorite color
(y/sc)= your skin color
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Shizuo was seated on the white couch of Shinra's apartment.

His head was rested on the plushy cushion of the white seat. He leaned his head all the way back so that he was looking up dreamily at the ceiling. His honey orbs expressing his absolute bliss.

He may be wearing a blood stained shirt and collecting new knife scars to mark the special occasion but he was content. In his lap rested (y/fn). She most nearly fit into his entire lap as her body conformed to his chest. She was sound asleep clinging onto him more than she clung onto life.

Looking down at her deteriorated body made him feel guilty for putting her through such torture, even though deep down he was aware that he was not the one responsible for her suffering.

But at the same time, Shizuo felt a calming ecstasy knowing that she was here in his arms.

In the background of Shizuo's happy ending Shinra was gathering his supplies. Shinra set an IV off to the side as he placed a kit on his coffee table and kneeled down to the specimen in Shizuo's embrace.

"Was she asleep when you got to her," the doctor asked as he fixed his stethoscope around his ears.

"No," Shizuo turned away from the ceiling and looked down to the kneeling doctor prepared to press the cold metal to her dulling pale skin.

Shinra nodded his head as he listened to her shallow heart beat. His eyes fixed on the outline of her spine as she involuntary flinched from the cool touch.

"I need her to be awake so I can examine her properly," Shinra sighed, "I'm going to have to ask her a few questions... Things you may not want to be around to hear," the doctor spoke ominously.

Shizuo stiffened. He pulled her into his chest a bit overly protective. He didn't need to know what had happened because he had already imagined the worst. He also didn't want to disturb her. He didn't want to end the tranquility of his reunion, but staring into Shinra's eyes and then looking to the broken beauty in his arms made it clear to him that this was just another thing that would have to be done, and another painful moment to endure.

Shizuo moved her out of his lap. He plucked her fingers off of his torn shirt one by one and sat her up right on the couch, making her more available to Shinra's inspection. Slowly he inched away from her. He was reluctant to leave her alone even for a second.

However he knew better than to lose his control as she was in this state. So he sat aside and placed a hand on her boney thigh. His warm touch causing her to mummer weakly.

"(y/fn), you need to wake up," Shizuo said as gently as his rough voice allowed.

The girl's dull (y/ec) eyes opened in narrow slits and Shinra began to conduct his examination.

"I just need to check a few things and ask you a few questions," the doctor explained soothingly as he took a vile of her blood.

As Shinra continued Shizuo tended to himself. He unbuttoned his ripped shirt and tended to the large slash in his torso. He wrapped gauze loosely around his shoulder and dabbed alcohol on random cuts.

All the while he paid close attention to (y/fn). He watched as her eyes fluttered open and closed as Shinra put her vile through a makeshift analyzer.