mook x reader one shots

weak mook x mook's Savior

(A/N): no smut. Not yet :)

Description:
You've been friends with Mook ever since kindergarten and know you both had moved on to high school. You never thought anything was going wrong in mook's (aka: ur crushes) life until you heard his screams echoing in the hallways of your school.

Mook's pov:
I screamed in pain as one of my classmates stabbed me hard on the back with a sharp pencil.

"You're not like us Mook." My classmate sneered. "Just die already!"
With one swift move he knocked me out hard on the head with his fist.

I collapsed, unable to move or speak as I laid limp on the floor, hoping for someone was there.

(Y/N)'s POV:
Panicking, I ran towards the place where I had last heard my friends scream. My heart stopped in an instant when I got there. Up ahead lay a small figure as I slowly walked towards it. 

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I fell to my knees, picking up and holding the body close to me. His white hair was a complete mess and he was bruised all over. I placed my hand on his back not realizing that someone had stabbed him there.

He cried in pain as tears were going down his cheeks. His teary eyes looked into mine as I felt guilty for not being there to save him.

I got up from the ground with Mook in my arms and got out of school keeping my eyes alert for anyone who decided to interfere in the situation.

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Half and hour later I made it to my house and quickly got inside. I placed Mook on the bed as I noticed he fell asleep on the way here. I laid down next to him and held his small form close to me avoiding contact with his back.

My eyelids grew heavy as I fell fast asleep. Only to end up waking up a few times to make sure he was still there.

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I awoke, tired from waking up now and then due to keeping a close eye at my little angel.

His face was calm and relaxed as he breathed in and out slowly. I carefully got off the bed trying my best not to wake him up and slipped out of the room into the bathroom.

I lifted the glass mirror in the bathroom wall and took out the salve and a pack of bandages. I made my way back to the room seeing Mook facing the wall.

I kneeled down beside the bed, raising his shirt to reveal more bruises plus a small punctured hole in his back. Hesitant, I put the salve on two of my fingers and placed it on his badly injured back.
I heard him gasp when I moved my fingers on the stab as he whimpered, signaling me that he was awake. I quickly finished wrapping it up in bandages and pulled his shirt back down as I hugged him, comforting him as much as I could.

He slowly got up and hugged me back.

"Thank you." He whispered in my ear and began to bury his face on my shoulder.
I smiled while doing the same.
"You're are very welcome."