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𝕀𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕕𝕠?

Third person POV:
Rantaro woke up with another splitting headache. It wasn't surprising at this point. He looked to his girlfriend. Her pretty pale skin were laced with scars of the past. She always tried to get up and do things, like chores and what not.

He sighed, stroking her hair for a moment. He decided to just stay there for a bit, he inched closer to her and gently embraced her. He had to be more careful each day. She insisted that they were getting better, and he only hoped it was true.

He whispered lovely nothings to her as she slept. Although he was glad he met Kirumi, it was still difficult for her being so stubborn to clean each day. He heard the maid silently stir, she looked up, but not without flinching, he watched her execution once she had died. It looked so painful, he knew her spine had gotten the worst part of it.

"Well good morning princess.. Sleep well?"

"Mhh.."

He took that as a yes as she placed her head back into the pillow. He had been glad she wasn't itching to clean today.

"Aww, what? Don't wanna show me your pretty face? Hmmm?"

He could hear her lightly laughing from the pillow, her laugh was music to his ears.

"C'mon Kiwii! Show me that pretty facee!!"

"Nooo!"

He gently pulled her close and started gently kissing every scar he could lay his eyes on. He could hear the maid giggling as he did so.

"T-Taroo!! Stopp!! I'm ticklish-!"

He kept doing so until he heard something.

Crack!

"O-Ow!"

"H-Holy shit-! Kiwi are you alright?!"

"I-It was my spine..! I.. I think I'm alright.. I just.. Need a second.."

Rantaro felt extremely bad, he just let go of her, watching her with sad eyes.

"Kiwi... I wish I could fix this.."

"I.. I know Taro.. I wish I could fix this too.."

"Does.. Does it still hurt..?"

"I.. I think I'm good now.."

Rantaro just.. watched her fix her posture, he couldn't just stand by and watch this.. What could he do? He was lost in thought as he felt soft hands wrap around his shoulders, Kirumi pulled herself toward him. She silently whispered.

"It's not your fault Taro.. Don't think that.. It's not your fault.."

Rantaro embraced her carefully, tears skimmed his eyes as he placed his head atop of hers. He just.. Brushed his hands through her hair, humming a tune of no particular melody, but just something hoping to calm him down.

He could feel another headache coming on but he didn't want to worry Kirumi about it. After about half an hour of cuddling and humming, Rantaro couldn't stand the headache. He needed to take something. He sat up, then telling Kirumi,

"I'm just gonna grab some advil for my headache. You, stay put."

She reluctantly agreed and just laid there in bed, already missing the absence of her partner. Kirumi looked to the clock, 9:38am.. Although she missed her usual sleep schedule, she enjoyed this too. As she was lost in thought Rantaro had entered again, she always admired him, he didn't have an ideal body some would say, but that's what she loved, his little lovehandles, he just felt so soft.

"Lookin' at my body Kiruuu~?"
Oh how he loved to tease her, it was his favorite part of their relationship. She always became so flustered each time.

"H-Huh-! Nononono!! I was just thinking!"

He simply laughed, getting back into the bed with her.

"Shouldn't we be doing something productive Taro.?"
"Eh, I like this better."

She rolled her eyes, hugging him once more, although her body ached, she didn't want to let her partner see her in sorrow.

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Thank you all for reading this story! I adore this rarepair with all my heart! Please let me know if you'd like to see more or if I should add in any more characters!
With love, your author! <3
Word Count: 670