How long have I been running? Are they still there? I can't tell, the pounding to my own heart the only thing I can hear. My legs ache, begging me for a break, but I can't stop, not now. Not when I'm so close!
I push myself, leaning into the run. Darkness creeps around the edge of my vision, blocking out the wonderful scene before me, a beautiful sunset painting the horizon, clouds drifting lazily across the setting sun and sky.
My lungs feel like they're about to fucking explode
I clench my eyes shut, pressing forward.
I'm almost there I can't just stop now!
My foot gets caught in the grass and I not-so-gracefully fall to the ground
"Who the fuck-?!!"
"Y/N! Language!"
"...Whom the fuck."
My brother and best friend of forever, Kirishima Eijiro, walks over to me, shaking his head slightly and laughing. My face scrunches up into a groan before I push myself up into a sitting position.
"This is why you don't Naruto run. It puts you off balance, and you fall." Eijiro states, looking down at me. "And I win"
I glare at him and stand up, brushing grass and dirt from my pants and elbows.
"Eijiro, I swear to god." I sigh exasperated, ignoring the him winning thing. "Naruto running is what's going to tip the scales and break us into Area 51. You of all people should know this."
"Whatever, when your dumb self gets shot I'm not going to your funeral."
He teases.
I playfully punch his arm, faking a pout,
"You know you'd come and play 'Stairway to Heaven' at my funeral. And probably cry. A lot." I shoot back
"More like 'Highway to Hell'" Eijiro mutters.
I shake my arms and legs like wet noodles, an ache from where I landed wrong.
"That hurt."
"Well I'm not carrying you, so you better be okay." He states, turning and leaving.
"Pleeease?" I ask in my sweetest tone, lacing my fingers together.
"No."
"Why?"
"Because you can walk fine"
"But it huurrtts"
"You're walking now, aren't you?"
"No"
Eijiro turns to look at me, deadpanning. I pout and flutter my eyelashes, pressing my hands together.
"Please carry me big brother?" I beg, "My leg hurts a lot and it would make me very happy if you would carry me."
Eijiro sighs, before turning around and crouching down.
"Alright fine, just get on."
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Fanfiction"What the actual fuck, dude! It's the third time this week, and it's only Monday!" Ashley
