Part 2-When You Get Hurt

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A/N: Hey lovelies! I'm sorry this took me so long XP I will do my best to make this one better, because I know Noiz was OOC in the last one. I also want opinions here. I was thinking about putting each boy into their own separate x reader book. What do you guys think? Please tell me!!!

Mink:

You held your upper arm, the blood from the wound underneath seeping through your fingers. You were scared, and in pain. You had made a mistake. You saw a gang robbing a poor woman's house, and they had kidnapped her little girl. So you went after them, with no help. You had a pistol, but that wasn't nearly enough compared to the automatic assault rifles your opponents carried. You were pinned, stuck behind a crate as your assailants continued to shoot at you. You had caught a bullet in your upper arm, and you were losing blood pretty quickly. And you were almost out of ammo. You groaned and grimaced as you tried to shift, your arm throbbing angrily. You knew you couldn't call Mink, he'd be furious, and he might not even come to help.

You peeked out from behind the crate, and took a few well-aimed shots at one of your assailants, killing him. But it was one out of sixteen and you only had five shots left. You sat back behind the barrel, prepared to die. But before you knew what was happening, a hooded man came into the warehouse, and aimed a combat rifle at the men, shooting them all down. You snapped to reality instantly, trying to catch your savior's face. He went over to where the little girl was tied up, and set her free, as she quickly hugged the man and ran out of the warehouse and down the street toward her home.

The man came over to you, and crouched down, removing his hood to reveal none other than...

"Mink?" You said in disbelief. "What are you doing here?"

"Saving you," he answered sternly. "Get up." His tone scared you a little, but you tried to obey. Your arm throbbed in protest, and you squeaked in pain and fell back to the ground. His face hardened, and you felt frightened. But it suddenly softened, as he lifted you up onto his back, and you were able to wrap your arms around around his neck without straining your arm. "Come on y/n," he said in a gentler tone. "Let's get you treated."

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After he had taken you home, he had given you some sort of medicine, and he extracted the bullet himself, trying off your wound so it wouldn't bleed out. You awoke hours later, to see Mink cuddling you into his chest, reading a book. You stirred and he immediately shut the book, looking at you intently and checking your wound. "How do you feel?" He asked as you smiled.

"I feel fine now," you said softly as he smiled back.

"Good." He kissed you softly, cuddling you back into his chest. "I was a little worried about you."

"Just a little?" You teased. He just smiled softly and went back to his book as you leaned against him and breathed in his scent, soon falling back into a contented sleep.

Koujaku:

You held your head, crouching to the ground. It wasn't bleeding, but you were positive you had just given yourself a concussion. Well...the idiot in front of you had...

You fell backwards as he punched you again, your chains creaking as the tension on them was released, as you fell backwards, creating slack in the chains.

That man. You didn't know his name. But Koujaku hated him. Blonde hair, a necklace of skulls and a gradient blue kimono.

You cried out as he hit you again.

He was merciless, he had kidnapped you, away from Koujaku, and you had no hope of escape now. You leaned back against the wall, as the man let you go, and moved to the opposite corner of the room.

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