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Unknown: Hello Y,N. Liking the CCG so far?
Mentally freaking out I lock my phone screen and tighten my grip around Arima's hand while moving close to him.
"Y,N?" Arima asks in a worried confused tone.
"C-Can we hurry up and go n-now Kish?" Bringing my other free hand to my chest, trying to calm down my breathing Arima nods quickly and sweeps me off my feet. Knowing what's happening.
Panic attacks is a very common word in my vocabulary. After the attack, mom has common heart attacks when spooked. And I, get panic attacks.
Unknown is.. Unknown, a crazy stalker of mine since the ghoul attack. Well he, or they are responsible for my dear father's death. Arima is already used to my attacks, I would get them alot back then. Now I only get them when Unknown talks to me.
Holding me in bridal style Arima runs down the hall way, with investigators making a path. He leads me into a bathroom and softly places me down on the tiled floor.
"F-Father.. Da-Dad!" Shaking uncontrollably I wrap my arms around my sobbing figure before screaming and moving my arms infront of me.
"B-Blood!"
Arima's P.O.V.
Y,N's panic attack. Something must have triggered it. Cause she wouldn't just randomly have it. Kicking open the door to the bathroom I sit her down slowly and gently.
Her screams. Something I can't even try to cover my pained expression.
"B-Blood!" Reaching my right hand towards a towel and my left turning on the water from the sink I let the towel soak in the cold water before turning back to Y,N..
"Y,N. Its Arima, your blue marshmallow." [A little nickname Y,N made since he used to have blue hair XD] I already know what to do so I slowly kneel down holding her arms gently. "Where's the blood Y,N? It's not your fault. Youre so beautiful, innocent, caring. You dont deserve this blood." Whispering sweet nothings in her ear I pretend im cleaning blood off her arms. Slowly. And softly. Her screams turned into loud cries, then sobs, now small hiccups.
Sighing to myself changing my pain expression into my emotionless face. I slowly lift Y,N into my arms in a tight protective hold and head towards thr exit of the bathroom.
"Rank 1 Kishou, what happened? I heard loud cries and screams." Like that's her cue Y,N tiredly buries her face onto my chest as gripping my white shirt tightly. With my left arm under her legs and right on her back and waist I give them a small nod. 'No.'
Stepping at their side, I walk away. Avoiding questioning stares. I make my way towards my home.
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Jυѕт lιĸe Snow 「Arima Kishou x Reader 」
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