Worth Fighting For (Toshinori Yagi x Reader)

Chapter 20

Art Credit: AliceKaninchenbau

NOTE: A very special thank you to Mortii-Boii who has been helping me out with this story, and especially this chapter! I love you hon, and thank you!!

I also didn't mean for this sad-ass chapter to fall on his birthday (for Japan at least!) TOSHI I LOVE YOU, IM SORRY.

It had happened just a few days after Toshinori's meeting with All For One.

Around the dead of night (Y/N) shifted in the covers on the bed, the home of her new sleeping nest. She was stirring slightly in her sleep, thoughtlessly reaching for the side where Toshinori slept. He usually would be spooned up against the woman's back, so trying to find him in her half-asleep mind was something she'd grown accustomed to. She moved her lazy fingers across the cold sheets.

Only to find him not there.

(Y/N) made a confused noise behind her lips, gripping at the thin material that covered the bed where usually the man would be curled against her. Clearly based on the temperature of his spot, he'd been out of bed for quite some time. This caught the woman's attention now with her (e/c) eyes opening, very slowly adjusting to the dimness in the bedroom.

The hero slowly sat up, arching her back to feel a couple of satisfying cracks before she blinked groggily around the room in search of her lover. She was still a little dazed from having just woken up but the woman still scanned the room, disappointed in her lack of finding Toshinori. Even with her growing concerns over her partner, she still felt heavy on the bed. Apart of her felt her sleepy muscles begin to tug her back to the soft mattress with a big yawn ripping across her features that nearly popped her jaw.

That is until she felt her ears pick up an unmistakable sound coming from outside the bedroom.

The noise quickly roused her as she straightened up like a ruler, tugging at the strap of her silk nightgown up to carefully roll out of bed. She was quite awake now. (Y/N) let out a shudder as she heard it again. The sound of muffled choking and heaving quickly followed by the noise of liquid dumping into water.

The woman slowly tiptoed out the room and into the dark hallway of Toshinori's apartment. As she quietly feared, she noticed the bathroom door was shut with a thin string of light illuminating the bottom of the entryway. (Y/N) pushed her messy (h/c) hair out of her face, blinking the sleep and confusion out her eyes.

She jolted back when she heard the gag-inducing sound again, covering her own mouth as her stomach turned.

Pushing down her nervousness, (Y/N) briskly rapped on the wooden door.

"T-Toshi? Are you okay?"

Toshinori let out a strained noise when he heard (Y/N's) voice and knocking from the other side of the door. His mouth tasted of copper and bile and his throat was raw. He sat slumped against the bathroom tub, its cold porcelain enameled steel cooling his hot and sweaty body when his skin touched it. He was shaking from the vomiting and the fear quaking through his system like thunder.

His body felt heavy like lead and his mind was swimming. With short breaths coming in and out of his lung quickly and his searing tears his vision was blurred and blotchy. His cerulean eyes were blood shot from the crying he'd been doing for the past hour or so, having woken up in a cold sweat from a terrible nightmare evoked by a string of unfortunate happenings. Toshinori wanted to disappear in himself and not come out till the storm in his brain was over.

He wondered if it would ever end.

Of course this wasn't sudden, as years of pain and suffering had also brought him to this point.