Injured Hiroto × Reader

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(Y/n)'s POV :

It was morning when my eyes flashed open with the sunrise. I guessed that day was going to be a beautiful sunny day.

But of course, it was another day of practice, I got up and went to start my day. I brushed my hair and put it on a ponytail and (or whatever style you like)  got dressed up in my uniform, then went to the mess hall.

I found Natsumi-san and the girls already there, then we started making breakfast for everyone while chatting and laughing. After half an hour, Aki-chan asked me and fuyuppe-chan to go wake the boys up, both of us agreed and went off.

-Time skip when you are at Hiroto's room-

I knocked on the door twice then entered. Once I saw Hiroto's peaceful sleeping face, I felt butterflies in my stomach.

Yes, I had a huge crush on Hiroto, but I had never dared to confess my feelings for him.

I shook him up slightly, he groaned and opened his eyes slowly, then moved them to look at me. I blushed and looked away quickly. "Oh (Y/n)-chan, morning." He said, "M-Morning Hiroto-kun." I replied with a smile, he stared at me for a moment before he got up.

I wondered what he was thinking about.

-Time skip to practice time-

Kudou-Kantoku gave a hard practice to the team that day, everyone seemed exhausted, I felt bad for them. Suddenly a loud thud was heard, I gasped when I saw Hiroto laying on the ground with a painful face while holding his ankle.

We ran up to him, but Endou-kun was first to reach him and checked his ankle, there was a purple bruise on it. I felt worry built inside my heart. Then, with the help of Midorikawa-kun and Endou-kun, they helped Hiroto to the infirmary and Kantoku ordered me to take care of him.

I stopped at the infirmary's door and heard voices from the other side of the door. I entered and saw Hiroto sitting on the bed while talking to Midorikawa and Endou.

When they noticed my arrival, they smiled at me, said their goodbyes, then walked out. Then, I was alone with Hiroto-kun as he kept staring at me, I blushed and walked to get the first aid.

When I went back, I saw Hiroto's closed eyes and painful face. I felt bad for him. I sat on the edge of the bed and took the alcohol then put it on the bruise.

As a result, Hiroto flinched and held my hand. I blushed madly as his eyes locked with mine, staring at each other's souls. Then he started leaning closer to my face till his lips were just few inches away from mine. He put his hands on my cheeks and locked his lips with mine, I was shocked and confused at what was happening. Was that a dream? Was Hiroto-kun really kissing me at that point? I asked myself, I didn't care either it was a dream or not. I closed my eyes and kissed him back.

After a while, we pulled back and Hiroto put his forehead on mine and looked at me with his gorgeous eyes. I had a mad blushing face and that made him chuckle softly.

Then, he rubbed his thumbs in my cheeks and smiled, "I fell in love with you (Y/n) from the first time I saw you, then I saw your caring and strong personality which made me fall even more for you, will you be my girlfriend?" He said to me with eyes full of hope and nervousness. I had my eyes wide opened as they started to water then I started asking, "Why did a handsome, genius, caring guy fall for me? I'm just not different from the other girls, I'm not special." Then tears started to fall down my eyes like a waterfall as I kept my head down.

Hiroto lifted my chin so my eyes were fixed on his, then he answered, "I've never seen someone so kind to me and to the others like you, you are pretty and who wouldn't fall in love with someone like you? Now what's your answer?" He concluded his speech by wipping my tears using his thumbs.

"Yes, I will." I said and smiled brightly, he gave me a smile then picked me on the lips.

"I love you (Y/n)."

"I love you too Hiroto-kun."

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