When a Healer Loves a Killer

Chapter 27

      I was cleaning up all of the garbage that was created during lunch and still trying to catch my breath from what just happened with Juuzou. I wanted him, and he wanted me, and you know what I wanted even more? TO BE ABLE TO FUCK HIM. Kissing him was intoxicating and fantastic, but in those moments when we are together and heavily breathing and moaning and all that stuff? I mean, I just want to ABSORB him and UGH I can't even explain it. If you couldn't tell already, Juuzou made me very sexually frustrated and was really working me up.

     Once I was finished cleaning all of the garbage, I gave everyone their needed meds and reapplied any needed ointments. I finished in the critical conditions room and noticed that the newly awake man was moving a bit better, not to mention his vitals were much more stable. I walked over to him and placed my hand on his. "Sir, can you hear me? If you can't talk that's alright. I'm your doctor. You're going to be alright. You're safe and healing very well. Can you follow this light with your eyes please?" I said, taking a small flashlight and running it past his eyes a few times.

     He did as he was told and his retinas responded fairly well. It didn't seem think he could talk yet and his body was still exhausted, so I told him to get some rest and that I would be back later.

Returning to my room was a bit harder than expected. Well. I say that, but really I was just nervous to open the door and confront Juuzou. I'm sure he wasn't nervous one bit, but I basically told him I wanted him to screw me and then ran away to do my rounds.

SHIT what if I weirded him out?? What if ruined everything that we had? Wait, no he was happy to hear it, he even started to kiss my neck again. WHAT IF HE WAS LYING AND JUST DIDN'T WANT ME TO OVERTHINK OR APOLOGIZE?

     I nervously opened the door and saw Juuzou reading a different book. He looked up to me and tossed the book next to him, hopping out of bed and greeting me with a peck on the lips. "Can we cuddle again? Whenever you leave I get all cold, (y/n)-chan." He said, wrapping his arms around my waist.

     "Yes please, just let me put these papers away." I said, resting my forehead on his shoulder out of relief for a moment before setting the files on my desk and turning the coffee machine on.

     Juuzou got into the bed again and I opened the window, taking in a deep breath from outside. It smelled less like death and more like the actual outside, so I kept it open and enjoyed the breeze that swept into the room. I walked over to the bed and crawled on top of Juuzou, kissing his forehead and holding him to my chest.

God I want to tell him I love him so bad.

"(Y/n)? You know, what you said earlier, it's okay if you didn't mean it... I mean, we were caught up in the moment, and it's not that I don't want to- with you- I mean. If you aren't ready, that's alright. I'm- I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable or unsafe or... anything. You know?"

I said nothing.

He's obviously trying to make sure I don't feel pressured to hook up with him, which is good and cute and stuff, so WHY CANT I BRING MYSELF TO SPEAK??

I closed my eyes and slowed my breathing and said absolutely nothing. It's not because I didn't like what he was saying, it's because I genuinely didn't know what to say back, and I was panicking like a rabbit being chased by a dog. "(Y/n)-chan? Are you asleep?"

"..."

"...Oh. Goodnight." He whispered into my chest.

OH MY GOD Y/N YOU ARE A BAD GIRLFRIEND THE AUDACITY THAT YOU HAVE I-

OKAY ITS FINE DEEP BREATHES. HERES THE PLAN. PRETEND TO WAKE UP AND STRETCH AND SHIT. THEN PICK UP YOUR COFFEE FROM THE DESK AND MAKE IT CLEAR THAT YOU WANT TO FUCK HIM. AND I DON'T MEAN THIS LIGHTLY. TELL HIM YOU WANT HIM TO FUCK YOU. YOU KNOW WHY? THIS BOY CARES THAT YOU FEEL SAFE AND THAT MAKES YOU FUCKING HORNY I GUESS.

After a few more minutes of "sleeping" I took in a deep breathe and started to move, yawning and stretching before looking down to Juuzou who was beginning to move too. I "sleepily" got out of bed and walked to the coffee machine on my desk, grabbing the mug and returning to my place on the bed. I sat with my legs pulled into me chest, holding the cup on my knees and taking a sip. I felt the nice breeze come in from the window and sighed. Alright bitch here we go.

"Juuzou, you know what I said earlier? Right after the pager went off?"

"Yeah, I was actually going to-"

"I meant it. Of course I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything, I just- I didn't want you worrying about if I wanted to take it back or not, which you probably weren't anyways, but I just wanted to clarify."

WOOHOO. NAILED IT

Juuzou looked at me for a moment before looking at my mug. "So, just for clarification. You...?"

Is he really going to make me say it? The little shit. FINE. ITS ON.

"You need me to be so specific?" I said, my eyes challenging him.

Juuzou nodded and I let a devilish smile spread across my face as I set my coffee on the nightstand table and returned to the boy, climbing on top of him and wrapping my arms around his neck. I stared right into his eyes and didn't quiver or even blush. It was on.

"I want to have sex with you, Juuzou. I want you to rail me. Make me scream. I want to pleasure you in the act of bedroom intimacy. What's another way to put it. Ah! I want to make love to you. How about, I want you to absolutely destroy me and enjoy it. I want you to fuck me! Oh why didn't I think of that one earlier! Juuzou I want you to have your way with me."

"Okay, I think I ge-"

"Oh you shut up I'm not done. I want to sleep with you. Get it on with you, bang you, shag you! That's a good one!"

"Ooh, how about screw?" Juuzou piped up.

I smiled. "That's nice! Oh oh! I want you to give it to me~"

"I like that one! I want to make you mine~"

"Oooh that has a nice ring to it!"

Juuzou and I were both laughing now. I was about to speak again when Juuzou kissed me, both of us smiling into each other. It was getting late now, and I needed to return back to the critical conditions room, so I reluctantly left Juuzou for the night and returned to my arm chair in the living room, dismissing the male medic and watching over the sleeping, snoring, stupid men that were in the cursed room. I eventually started spacing out, letting my mind wonder my thoughts.

For being the type of people Juuzou and I were, I'd say we were pretty damn good at relationship communication. I mean, everything just came easy to us, like we were meant for each other or something.

The night went by longer than the previous night. To be honest I could've sworn time was passing slower, but it may have just been the fact that my overtired ass needed sleep but couldn't seem to get any in this room. I wished that I was with Juuzou one more time before settling in my chair and resting my eyes, awaiting the moment that my pager would beep and wake me up from my uncomfortable trance.

Authors note: we STAN the healthy relationship we have with Juuzou. And shit is low key about to go down pretty soon so y'all better strap yourselves IN.