Forsaken Skies: King of the Round Table || Kyoko Kirigiri X male reader

Have you ever been fed by a hot girl?

You walked down the crowded, bandage around your head and a cast on your strong arm. You couldn't help but earn a few awkward stares from your peers as you entered your homeroom.

"That damn bitch!" you hissed to yourself, "She did this on purpose didn't she,"

Last night you had found yourself woken up in the infirmary with a cast on one of your arms. You didn't quite remember what happened last night, the last thing you remembered was passing out beneath the stairs. You wondered why they found you there until you remembered about what happened between you and Kirigiri. Needless to say, you were pissed, but hey, at least she had the decency to actually carry you to the infirmary. Then there was an upperclassman from the 78th class, Mikan Tsumiki, who bandaged up your arm and you were free to go home. It wasn't anything serious, you had just sprained your arm, but you were still pissed at Kirigiri.

You slammed the door open.

"Oh jeez, Y/N, what happened to you?" Leon asked from his seat in the back of the class, his legs on the desk.

"I tripped and fell-" you deadpanned.

"I don't think you can look like that after tripping over-" Naegi cut in.

"Down the stairs,"

"Ouch," Naegi cringed, "That explains a lot,"

"Yeah, it's already been 2 weeks and I already look like a war veteran coming back from frontline duty in Iraq," you said as you sat down, "Which says a lot about my school life,"

Just then a certain someone came into the room.

"Oh my, what happened to you?" the white-lavender haired devil asked.

"Oh, you know very well what happened to me!"

"I only punched you playfully on the shoulder,"

"You could've killed me with that 'playful punch'" you were pretty much shouting at this point, "You and that god damned banana peel were conspiring against me!"

You continued arguing with Kirigiri for the entire morning while the other just watched and sweatdropped awkwardly.

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You winced in pain as you sulked in your desk.

Why did you even come to school today if you knew you were going to be in this much pain?

It was now lunch and you were in your homeroom, eating a bento box. Unfortunately, one of your arms was stuck in a cast and the other hurt like hell. Either you hurt in the fall or you slept on it weirdly this morning. You winced a bit every time you lifted it to eat.

"Ouch! Fuck!" you hissed quietly as you tried to feed yourself a piece of sushi. You threw a little tantrum in your seat after failing to eat said piece of sushi, "Waaaaaah!" you flailed around in your seat, you would be shaking your arms too, if they hadn't hurt like hell. "Why did I even decide to come to school today when everything hurts like hell! What cruel god has even put me here, in a place I can't even eat despite the food being right in front of me!"

You laid your head flat on the desk and sighed in utter defeat.

"Just my luck, I sprain an arm and sleep on the other weirdly. And it just so happens today was one of the few days K can be bothered to come to school,"

"Uhhh, hey Y/N, you okay?"

"No, I am not okay, Aoi ," you sighed, "If you cant already see, I'm in constant pain and unable to eat,"

She rubbed her chin and thought for a moment, "Let me guess. Did it have something to do with Kirigiri?"

"Gaaah... how did you know about that? I thought we were the only ones on that stairwell!"

"You were obnoxiously screaming about it this morning,"

You were about to raise you hand to object but slid it back down again because it would sting.

Aoi thought for a moment, "I got it!" she clicked her fingers and went to Kirigiri.

You watched from your seat as she went to Kirigiri and started talking to her. If you didn't know any better, the two were probably arguing over something. But not the type of arguing that involved loud voices. For the two weeks you knew the duo you found at that the two were actually pretty good friends, along with Makoto, Sayaka and Yasuhiro, and that they were the type of people who never raised their voices, especially Kirigiri. From this distance you couldn't tell what the two were arguing about, but if you had the hazard to guess, it was probably had something to do with last night and Aoi was probably trying to convince or come up for a way for Kirigiri to apologise pushing you down the stairs.

Usually you would try to eavesdrop on this 'arguement', mainly since it involved you. But since you were starving, you really couldn't be bothered. You laid your head back on the desk which made an audible clunk and you just wondered how you were going till the weekend. Let alone the weekend.

Your stomach groaned, as if it was a tyrant demanding more food.

"Shut up, okay?" you whispered to your stomach, "I'm doing my best to feed your sorry ass,"

Your stomach grumbled questionably.

"Well I'm sorry, I cant feed you without my arms. What'd you expect of me! 'Use my face'?!"

Your stomach grumbled again and it sounded like it said; "Well why not?!"

"Well I aint doing that!"

Your stomach grumbled angrily, "Well you better fucking put something in your mouth! or else I'm digesting myself and you'll be shitting out blood for the next week!"

You continued battling your stomachs ravenous appetite and tried to assert your dominance over it. But, alas, its godlike hunger and unrivalled influence was just too much for you to handle. Your stomach rumbled victoriously.

"Now feed me!" all you could do was groan as your stomach started making its demands.

It must've been pretty loud because Aoi turned to face you before a lightbulb switched inside her head. he lips then started to move rapidly as she talked to Kirigiri. She put her hands up to whatever Aoi was proposing but before she knew it she was grabbed by one of her hands and dragged along the classroom She looked like a little kid as her mother dragged her away from the TV and the entire thing happened before you could figure out what was going on.

"Hey, Y/N. Kirigiri's got something to say,"

"No I don't..."

"Yes you do..." Aoi beamed as she dragged Kirigiri to your desk, "So, Kirigiri?"

"I'm... sorry about last night,"

"Aaaannd..." Aoi prodded.

"And... and to make it up to you," she sighed, "Aoi asked me to feed you..."

Your jaw just dropped, "Wait, what!"

Did you just hear that correctly? Kirigiri is going to feed you?

"Well I must've hit more than my arms going down those stairs. Must've hit my head-" you were cut off by Kirigiri shoving a spoonful of rice down your throat, "Oumph!"

It happened so suddenly that you almost choked. You chewed and swallowed quickly before she could show in another deadly mouthful. Luckily for you Kirigiri seemed a little bit more patient, "Say 'Aaaahh'"

You simply complied, "Aaaahh,"

She put another spoonful of rice in, this time more gently. Maybe your judgement in her was misplaced. Kirigiri was a strong and assertive and could have backed out from apologising if she wanted to. You prejudice towards her slowly subsided. Maybe there was more to her than meets the eye, besides, 2 weeks isn't a long time to properly know someone.

Maybe, just maybe, there was someone nice under that poker face of hers.

You slowly allowed yourself to relax as you both sat in silence. Alone in the homeroom in a situation that many young men your age would kill for.

So, my dear reader. Have you ever been fed by a hot girl before?