Snow Fairy: A Story of Love and Obsession

The Recovery

The days since the confrontation with Moka pass by slowly, with you mostly tending to Mizore and trying to get her to feel better...

"(Y/N), don't worry about me, you have some injuries too..."
"How can I not worry? She kicked you so hard..."
"I... I know, but it wasn't that bad...
"Roll over please, I need to be able to reach that nasty scrape in your back..."
"No, don't worry about it, (Y/N)..."
"Mizore, you're actually bedridden, I was just slapped!" You realize that you blurted that out loudly, and Mizore puts her finger to your lips.
"Shhhh... I want to take care of you as well, (Y/N).... " Her voice is so hushed, yet unwavering, and you can tell she's adamant about what she's about to say... "Just let me be your caretaker, okay? You've made me feel so much better..." She sniffles, a small tear forming in her eye. "So I want to help you too, (Y/N)..."
For the first real time in your relationship, she wraps you up in her arms, grasping you tightly... Then, you realize that she's actually, legitimately crying...
"Mizore..."
"I just..." She stutters on her words... "You're the first person that I've loved this much..."
You hear her words, absorbing them into you. She... She really, really loves me...
"Okay..." You pause... "Okay, I'll let you take care of me for once..."
She smiles a quaint, bashful smile, and blushes a little, then pulls you into a short yet sweet kiss.... Since when does she have this much initiative???
"Okay, sit next to me, (Y/N)..."
You obey, wondering what she's going to do...
"Let me see your face..." She grabs your face gently, cold fingers brushing up against small bruises.
"I... I don't think I can do much for it, though... It's not that bad..."
"I told you! You're the only one that needs attention, Mizore..."
She sighs a sigh of defeat, then shrinks down into her pillow.
"Yahoo~!"
The door flies open to an exorbitant Kurumu holding a bento (boxed lunch) in her right hand and a thermometer in her left. "Nurse Kurumu is in the room, so don't even worry, Mizore!"
If I were Mizore, I would be very worried...
"Hey Mizore, what's (Y/N) doing there? He'll give you a cold or something, you don't know where (he/she)'s been!"
"Hey, cool it Kurumu, those are fighting words!"
"Ohhh, c'mon, I'm just joking!"
Kurumu eagerly dashes into the room and slides the bento onto the nightstand.
"Okay, open up and say aaaahhhh~~~"
"I'm not doing the ah part."
"Just open your damn mouth, Mizore!"
Mizore obeys, and Kurumu looks at the thermometer with a highly concerned gaze...
"Whaaaaa!? -20 degrees Celsius!? You should be dead!"
"Kurumu... Yukionna, remember!?"
"Oh... Right..."

Sorry for the short chapter, but I wanted to update and it's 3am here, plus I'm using my phone. My stories will be longer and of better quality after I get accustomed to college...

2 YEARS LATER UPDATE: I'm alive, I didn't die. I just haven't been updating this for a while because I became super busy with life and honestly haven't written in a really long time. As soon as I get more time, I am planning on updating this, so please know that I haven't forgotten about it. (12/22/18)