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“I need to check your pulse and your breath.”
You held out your hand. Law clasped a metal claw around your finger as he slipped a stethoscope into his ears.
“How are you doing?” you asked him. Your gaze trickled down to Law’s chest. “Have you ever been without your heart for this long?”
Law shrugged. He leaned in close, his face filling your vision. The clean scent of mint combated the sterile sting of alcohol.
“I’m fine, physically,” said Law. “It shouldn't be an issue long-term, especially with it close by.”
You nodded, gently moving to accommodate Law as he pressed the cool disk of the stethoscope to your collarbone. You took deep breaths in and out.
When Law removed it, you asked, “What does it feel like?”
Law’s eyes narrowed. “Empty. Sometimes I can tell something’s missing.”
You pressed your lips together. You pushed out thoughts of Law’s hollow chest. “How do you do it?”
Law stepped back. He was suddenly very interested in the metal piece attached to the end of his stethoscope. “I look at you.”
It took all of your willpower not to gape at Law. Your own heart throbbed in your chest. It was one of the sweetest things anyone had ever said to you.
Law rounded the operation table. His lab coat swished behind him in a flurry of white. He stopped behind you.
“The fabric of your sweater is too thick. Can you take it off?” said Law.
Your body went rigid. Phantom claws lashed at your back, trailing along scars Law hadn't known existed.
You shifted awkwardly on the metal slab. “Um…I’m not really wearing anything underneath.”
“Are you comfortable removing it?” Law’s voice was calmer than you felt.
“Are you?”
Law’s breath hissed behind you. “I’m a doctor, Y/N-ya.”
