Sean pulled me down the dark hallway and into a stark white room, a table centered and covered in that annoying crinkling fabric doctors offices always had. Or at least, Phil's doctors office. I scrunched up my nose as I positioned myself on it, my hands reaching down and lifting the shirt up while Sean was turned around.
"Alright, I'll just need to see your – whoa!" He dropped the bandages and everything else he had in his hands, his eyes growing wide at my black bra and open torso.
I looked down before glancing back up at him with raised eyebrows, hopping off the table to pick up the things he dropped. "What, you needed to see my wounds and I'm tired of getting shot and not having any pain meds."
He takes a breath before sighing, a slight blush staining his cheeks as he bends over to pick up the things he dropped with me. I finish handing him over his things before moving to sit back down on the table, my eyes watching his nimble fingers take the dressing off and check the stitches.
"They should be able to come out in about a week or so, you're healing pretty quickly. No strenuous activity, obviously, so no spy missions Pookie." I roll my eyes, obviously I'm not going to listen. A spy is as a spy does, or something like that at least.
"Hey doc, did Sang ever come – oh!" I chuckle when the door opens and Kota walks in, his face staining bright red when he realizes I'm only in my bra.
"Hey Kota, how'd your mission go?" I ask as nonchalant as I could, his eyes shooting up to the ceiling as he turned to the side.
"Oh! It's was, oh it was uh good. I'll just come back later, when you have a shirt on your breast– I mean chest! Top! Torso!" He stutters before quickly retreating through the door, the sound of Nathan coming from the hallway behind him as he shut the door.
I giggle to myself before looking back to Sean, a huge grin across his face as he takes out a new roll of gauze. "Dinner will be so much fun tonight".
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Dinner was in fact, not fun. Kota wouldn't look me in the eyes the entire time, and every time I actually caught his eyes, he'd blush bright red. Everyone would look at him weird, but the only ones that laughed and giggled was Sean and I.
After about the fifth time, Gabriel practically slammed his hands on the table and stared between the three of us. "Okay, What the fuck happened!?"
I burst into laughter as Kota turned the brightest shade of red I think I'd ever seen, Sean's boisterous laughter filling the room with me. "Kota's caught a show earlier."
"What?" Raven questioned, his eyes flickering straight to Corey. I learned pretty quickly while dinner was being made, that Corey is pretty much Ravens English go to.
"I don't really know Rav." He trailed off, his eyebrows furrowed as he glanced around the table.
"He just walked in on me when I had my top off in front of Sean." The sounds of forks dropping sounded around the table, a thick silence in the room before all you heard was North growling and standing up.
"You were what!?" He practically roared, his eyes burning holes into Sean. I rolled my eyes before taking a pea off of my plate and flicking it straight to Norths direction, nailing him in his chest.
"Did you forget where my wound was you idiot? He's a doctor, my bra was on the entire time you overgrown grump." He scowled but sat down, his eyes shooting over to Kota.
"Then why is Kota so red if it was just your bra?" I giggled as Kota's blush deepened, shaking my head slightly as my fork played around with my food.
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Academy's Assassin
FanfictionSang wasn't left to her family to grow weak and afraid, no, The Academy made sure of that. Rescued at ten, Sang is brought to a division of the Academy that very few know of. She's trained to be an Assassin, to kill at the whim of the Academy. Sent...