unger hit his stomach as he felt the scent of grilled meat on his nose. Immediately amiling, the smol boi sat on the sofa instead of lying. He inhaled once, feeling in great shape, then moving to stand up on his both legs.
Then he felt a sudden jolt of pain.
*Shit... Damned leg...* He thinks to himself, gripping his calf tightly, as if to secure it in place.
It felt like it was going to fall apart. The day Kamoshida broke it was pretty traumatizing, and while the fracture wasn't enough to paralyze him, it was enough to give him some difficulties when he ran or...when he carried weights.
He cursed at these thoughts. It added to the anger, and not that he didn't know damn well by now that it was like that, but he realized that if she needed to be carried, if she was in danger, he would probably not be of much help.
But of course, all of this was flowing on his head as an instinct to distract himself from the physical pain he felt. *It was probably from yesterday, huh.* His leg did get a lot better after the incident, and from the reports, it was already "gluing" itself back on, considering he's a very healthy individual, eating generally well and exercising often without excesses.
...It also meant it was practicaly his fault the track team had disbanded.
Ryuji shaked his head at his negative thoughts. "Kamoshida was the REAL fucker! It ain't my fault!"
The girl looked up from the pan, surprised.
"Oh, He is! But you are using the fuck word way too much. Remember, the game never uses swearwords and you constantly say 'effing'." She shrugs.
"I'm rebelling, I'm going agains the stuff that shackles who I really am." He grumps, Moving the chair to sit sown on it"So, lunch-breakfast?" He wiggled his eyebrows, but when he tried to lower his butt to sit, he felt his leg weaken and when he was soon to fall, decided not to.
His not-for-too-long-friend noticed this, setting his plate quickly on the table, moving to secure him by holding his waist. "Woa- Ryuji! Does your leg feel fine?"
He shifted his eyes elsewhere.
"Ryu, we both know you carried me yesterday. It's okay, and it's not your fault."
Oh, she knew. She knew how to soothe him. Exactly how to soothe him. He nodded, feeling tears building up on his eyes. "It hurts..." While it felt exciting to be held by such a part of his body, he shook his head of any sensual thoughts, wich he knew he was having because he needed comfort. Or maybe he was just trying to catch the opposite feeling to pain to countermeasure it. Pleasure would feel nice, indeed.
And so, she simply stood there, not moving him to lay down, since that would probably do more harm than anything at that moment. She simply
Instructed him to stand on his healthy leg and rest it however he felt more comfortable with, getting closer, rubbing his back and head.
Feeling her warmth, feeling the encouraging words she gave him, it was all more than enough to make him feel better, making the pain just a little bit easier. Heck, she even dared to stroke his cheeks, give them tiny little smooches! He was delighted- He just wished the pain wasn't there to distract him from what seemed to be the most happy she could make him.
After a few minutes, the pain was gone, his frown slowly dissapearing. She gave him time to recover, sending a message to the group.
/Guys, Ryu is in pretty bad shape because of his leg. I think we're gonna skip school today./
/Yusuke: Here's wishing he feels better soon./
/Ann: Give him a hug for me!/
/Akira: Don't worry. Neither you nor Yusuke have acess to a persona right now, so it was probably not a good time to go to the palace or mementos for that matter./
/Thanks. that relieves me. I'll keep you updated./
"Noodles... And meat?" Ryuji says, now trying to distract himself eith the food- He definitively didn't want to be caught staring st her face while she texted this whole time.
"I know you like noodles from that one restaurant, so I figured you'd like it." She smiles, dragging the bowl under his chin, holding the chopsticks in front of his mouth.
"Ah, come on, I'm not a baby! I can feed myse-" She poked his lips to shut him up. "I can also walk, yet you stubbornly decided to carry me, even when your leg is hurt."
He reflects. "Well... Well... You have a point... I didn't really think sbout if you were embarassed or not. Fiiiiine..."
She giggled. "Hehe. Relax, it's in the past. Besides, we're even now, right? And plus, you get to rest."
But he was already opening his mouth, waiting for her to realize he wanted to est it already- He didn't really want to eat her fingers or hurt her hand while she wasn't expecring.
Yes, he was that much of a brute when it came to eating.
She nodded and approached the noodles twisted on the chopsticks to his mouth, and he tried his best to be gentle- It didn't quite work.
"Yakno, I bewt that iwf I ewat a wot of hewthy foowd I'ww pwobabwy be awble to wrun again. awnd don't doo too mawny effowtz." He speaks with his mouth full.
"I'd make a joke about how you're a disgrace; But right now, I just want you to know that I believe you can." She smiled fondly, ruffling his hair. "And don't speak with your mouth full.
He grumbled, munching harder on the beef she now gave him.
YOU ARE READING
The Skull's Rebellion (Ryuji Sakamoto x Reader )
Hayran Kurgu~I do not own Persona 5 or its characters. I will update a new chapter when the previous one reaches 5 stars.~ Ryuji Sakamoto is a young, rebellious boy. He was previousoly on the track team... But why did he left? And what is he hiding? Will you be...
