Only You (Shiro x Reader)

Seven

(Y/n)'s Point of View

My heart was racing.

It felt like it was about to burst out of my chest.

I couldn't believe what was happening right now.

All my pain went away.

All my tears.

All I wanted was this moment.

And I never wanted it to end.

Shiro. Shiro. Shiro.

He was holding my face, crying with me. He cared about me. He actually cared. Why else would he be crying? Crying with me?

He stared at me with his tearful steel-grey eyes. Our soft breathing and heavy heartbeats were the only things we could hear.

Before he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. Desperately.

The kiss was harsh. My eyes widened and I almost pulled away. Almost- but he softened it. I let my eyes flutter shut. Savoring the moment. The moment I never wanted to end. Naturally our heads tilted into eachother and our noses softly brushed by.

My fingers slid into his hair. It was like a rush. His gently remained cupped on my cheeks. We both couldn't stop ourselves. Shiro's kisses were full of need but brutally soft. It was everything I imagined it to be.

Shiro starts to press himself into me more and more. Like this is the only chance he'll ever get in his whole life. But I'm not complaining. It was like he was demanding more. As if all the kisses were some sort of apology.

God, I hated that we needed to breathe.

We pulled apart. Faces inches away from eachother. The air full of heavy breaths and gaze. We stared at eachother. Eyes heavy-lidded. Hearts beating loud.

Soon Shiro broke the silence.

By crying.

Oh god, oh my god he's crying.

He's fucking crying.

Did I do something wrong? Does he hate me? Probably. Ugh you're such an idiot why did I kiss him back! No, no, no. Shit, please don't cry.

Suddenly he lunged foward and wrapped his arms around me and squeezed. Tight.

"(Y-Y/n), Fuck, n-never ever do that again. P-please I never want to see you like this. It breaks me to see you like this." he says while sobbing into my shoulder.

I can't even process what's happening.

"Please, please, please, pleeeaasse. Don't pull something like that ever again. I will always be here for you, even when you think you have no one. Always think of me when you have any moment of doubt. F-Fuck, I care so much about you (Y/n)." his gripped tightened even more on me.

He pulled away and grabbed my heavily bandaged arm.

"This? This is something I never want to see on you ever again. I never want to see you upset. I never want to see you unhappy. God, I'm just- I never want to see you suffer. Just- please. Promise me. Promise me you won't do this ever. Please."

That's when everything came crashing down.

Everything.

I broke down. Tears leaving my body like they were streams. Like they were endless bodies of water just with the need to escape. I held my hands to my face and let out a wail of despair.

"I-I'm sorry" I manage to choke out.

Shiro didn't say anything.

"Takashi I'm so, so sorry. I'm such a fucking idiot. I'm sorry I never told you anything. I'm sorry I ignored you. I'm sorry for even being m-mad at you. I'm sorry for doubting that you would never save me, I'm sorry for getting my s-stupid legs chopped off, I'm sorry for trying to- Ghh- fucking kill myself, I'm sorry that Haggar controls me to do the th-things that I do, I'm sorry that I hurt myself, I'm sorry that I'm such a useless idiot, I'm sorry I'm such a monster-"

I was hiding my face in my hands. Sobbing uncontrollably like a small child. I mustered up whatever little courage I had left and told Shiro the final thing I was sorry for.

A choked sob erupted from my throat as I spoke.

"A-and I'm s-so sorry for f-falling in love with you Takashi."

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I don't remember what happened the rest of that night very well. It's like some sort of sleep spell was cast over me.

I only remember a few things.

I remember pain.

I remember warmth.

I remember skin.

I remember touch.

I remember tears.

I remember feeling,

and I remember Shiro.