When a Healer Loves a Killer

Chapter 52

. . .

It had been some time since I was discharged from the hospital and living happily with Juuzou. Today we decided to go grocery shopping, which seemed like a simple enough task to manage... right?

"Juuzou, Bubba, we do not need that many cookies."

"What if you get low blood sugar? I'm doing this because I love you so much!"

"You're a dumbass! Put them back."

"Well that's not very kind."

"We should get bagels instead! Bagels are a good breakfast food!"

"Who says cookies aren't a good breakfast food?"

"Dear lord, how are you even still alive?"

Juuzou just giggled and put a box of cookies back on the shelf, grabbing bagels instead and placing them in our cart before kissing me. We continued our shopping trip, getting everything from the list I made and heading towards the checkout. Juuzou stopped dead in his tracks when he saw cat onesies. "(Y/n)? We have to get those."

"Juuzou, those are ridiculous."

"Yes! We can match!"

"Good lord-"

"Look! They have poofy tails and ears!"

There was a pause and a sigh. "...Put them in the cart."

. . .

We had packed our things into the car and Juuzou got into the passenger side while I walked around to the driver's side.

"(Y/n)? Is that really you? I-"

Holy shit. Is that? It couldn't be.

"Aaron?"

"I thought you were dead! You- you didn't come home! The ghoul I- Wha- is that a CCG car? I can't believe this. It's really you!"

Aaron ran towards me and engulfed me in a hug while I stood there, paralyzed.

He pulled back but kept his hands on my arms like he always did, as if I was going to run off. He looked me up and down before continuing to speak, a flabbergasted look still on his face. "Why didn't you come back? Is- is the kid still around? Oh god I- you look good! You-"

"Who are you?" A familiar voice chimed in.

Juuzou. Thank god.

I looked back to my boyfriend, who had gotten out of the car and was walking towards us. "J-Juuzou, this is A-"

"The name's Aaron. May I ask who you are?" Aaron interrupted, narrowing his eyes at Juuzou.

Don't you dare look at Juuzou like that.

"Oh! I see! So you're Aaron!" Juuzou chirped, putting his hand softly on my shoulder and grabbing Aaron's wrist with his free hand.

"I'm Juuzou, (Y/n)'s fiancé. She's told me a lot about you, Aaron." Juuzou said, gripping Aaron's wrist harder and twisting it.

"I recommend you take your filthy hands off of my (y/n) now, okay?"

Aaron made a noise of pain and jerked both of his hands back, glaring at Juuzou. "Who the hell do you think you a- AH FUCK"

Aaron was now faced away from me, and his arms were behind him in a way that couldn't have been comfortable.

(Like this shit lmfao)

"I'm not too fond of you, Aaron." Juuzou said, pushing his foot farther into Aaron's back and pulling his arms.

There was a loud snap and a cry of pain before Aaron fell to the ground, dishevelled. "Let's go, (y/n)-chan. I'll drive." Juuzou said, picking me up bridal style and placing me in the passenger seat of our car.

I stared straight ahead of me before hearing another cry of pain. A few moments later Juuzou got into the car and buckled me in, kissing my cheek and nuzzling his nose into me. "You're okay, okay? I'm here now. He'll never hurt you again."

Juuzou started the car and left the parking lot, humming quietly with one of his hands resting on my leg. When we reached our driveway he finally spoke again. "You okay? I'm sorry I'm not very good at the whole comforting thing..."

"Y-You're fine Juuzou, thank you. I-I don't feel very okay."

"Yeah, you go to the bed and I'll unload the groceries, okay?"

"Okay."

. . .

He- I can't believe I saw Aaron. After all those years, I had practiced the things I wanted to say to him in my head over and over again. But in the end, I was paralyzed in fear.

But I had Juuzou, because I always have Juuzou.

. . .

I had gotten into the bed and taken off my pants before Juuzou came in and joined me, cuddling up to me and wrapping his arms around my waist. "What's going through your head right now." He murmured lowly, his breath hitting my cheek.

"I don't deserve you."

"Well that's an odd thing to think."

"I'm in love with you."

"That's better."

I giggled and nuzzled into my boyfriend's chest. "Hey, Juuzou?"

"Yes?"

"Did you mean to call me your fiancé back there? I mean, we aren't engaged, are we?"

"No, I thought it would sound better that way... I mean, do you want to be engaged?"

"Well I don't know, do you want to marry me?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Then let's be engaged. I mean, we only started dating four months ago, but we may as well be married if we are living together."

"Yeah! You'll be (Y/n) Suzuya! I like the sound of that!"

I laughed and kissed Juuzou's jawline, hugging him to me and absorbing his warmth.

I like the sound of that too.

END

Author's note: WE DID IT YALL! DAMNNNNN.