DISCONTINUED If Only Memories Could Be Erased(A Shoto Todoroki X Oc Fanfic)

Ch14: Recovering

Shoto's pov

I opened my eyes, feeling a bit stronger, even if it was only a little bit. I looked around, my vision not blurry anymore although I had a couple of colored dots in my vision. I looked to the side and saw Tamaki. She was asleep. I attempted to push myself and I managed although it took a lot of energy. I shakily got out of bed and onto my feet, taking hold of the IP drip to keep me balanced and stop me from falling face first onto the ground. I stragged over to Tamaki's bed and practically collapsed with my arms and head on the bed. I panted, not remembering a time where walking between two beds was so tiring. I waited a few minutes to catch my breath before pushing myself onto my feet again, still feeling shaky. I sat down on Tamaki's bed then lay down, pulling her close. She felt cold and I frowned. She opened her eyes and looked at me.
"Shoto?" she asked, turning onto her side.
"It's me" I replied quietly, voice kinda hoarse. She wrapped her arms around me and placed her head against mine. I looked into her eyes, brushing her fringe back to look at her hetrochromia eyes.
"Your eyes are beautiful" I told her.
"So are yours" she told me back. I intertwined my fingers with hers as she looked down at our hands in surprise.
"Don't be surprised" I advised her.
"I just didn't think someone would want to hold hands with me" she stated, a frown forming on her face.
"It's Ok. I'm here for you" I told her. She still kept her frown. I looked at her arms which were all bandaged up.
"Do you want to tell me why?" I asked, not wanting to force her to tell me. She looked down at her bandaged arms then back up at me. She gently shook her head.
"It's Alright. You don't have to tell me but do you think you could try to stop?" I asked.
"I..... I can try but..... I don't know" she muttered. I rubbed her back. I was concerned with how well I could feel her spine. I moved my hand to her side and felt her ribs. Her face started to turn a light pink.
"Your so underweight. Is that why you were so picky on what you choose when we were getting food?" I asked.
"I..... I don't get hungry a lot anymore. Its why my dad wants to make sure I eat. I do eat..... Just not often" she told me. I ran my other hand through her hair.
"I'm going to make sure you get better. I'm going to help you fight your depression and any other issues that you have" I told her.
"You don't have to" she objected.
"I want to. I love you and I want to help you. Even if it takes a long time" I stated, placing a kiss on her nose. Her face turned pink again.
"Thanks" she whispered. I gave a small, faint smile and placed my forehead against hers. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted back to sleep.