𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚝 III chishiya x female reader *discontinued*

chapter 27

During my stay at the Beach and in the midst of Chishiya's ignorance that drilled into my mind every second it continued, I couldn't help but have the desire to read the rest of the book he recommended. My copy of The Little Prince laid on Blondie's bed in his little bunker, the thing I traveled from Beach to was grabbed by my hand. I didn't snoop around more, knowing that there wasn't anything relatively interesting, only the bottle of whiskey that sat on the counter caught my eye.

It wasn't there when we left a week ago.

I shrugged, even my curiousness didn't make my mind succumb, grabbing the liquor glass and going back to the place full of the horny players. That night I laid on my bed, the book hesitantly in my hands, before I opened the pages where the last chapter I read was written, indulging in the seemingly simple story once again.

In some way, my eyes skimming over the text thoughtfully gave me closure, as if a part of his personality laid here, knowing that maybe I could understand his irrational behavior more if I read it carefully. It was a hopeless thought really, not understanding at that moment that Chishiya was a man that couldn't be solved, since there was nothing to be cracked, pointed at, analyzed.

He was as he acted, he was the only one who was truly hollow inside, but not empty or unfeeling...

The water stream still ran on the cloth, my head reminiscing the night that happened a few days ago, looking emptily at my fingers that burned under the hot clear liquid. „Y/n, if you dragged me around to help me, at least finish your job you were so eager to do." Chishiya's voice echoed around me, snapping me from the dazed state. I flinched at the unpleasant sensation on my fingers, realizing the high temperature the water had.

I turned the faucet off with a yelp and turned around swiftly, his gaze even more intense, overcoming the burn mark on my hand, his eyebrows raising at my disconnected look. „You are right, I am sorry I zoned out." surprisingly I said it sincerely, knowing that he was literally bleeding 5 minutes and I'm thinking about useless shit, totally not being in the moment of this urgency.

I took long strides and sat again on the chair, focused on the task at hand in a professional manner, not wanting to fuck up anything that could result in scarring him or hurting him more. Even if I acted like gore and death don't really scare me, I knew that I personally don't have any desire to hurt others in any way. But if the situation came, I probably wouldn't hesitate much.

I gently patted his wounded side, cleaning off the red stains slowly, not saying any words yet. Even if the situation wasn't the most ideal, the silence was comfortable and not weird, my hand stroking his bare skin again. His head was leaned back, the prominent collarbones he had glistening in the light of the lamp next to us, the small spots of blood still on his jawline.

Few minutes has passed till I successfully cleaned his wound, the dried red fluid hard to scrub off without causing him pain furthermore. I sighed and looked him in the eyes, well moreover face since his head was still leaned backwards, before asking a question. „Am I allowed to clean the blood around your face or will you bite me if I come any closer?" my serious tone suggested that I was truly afraid of his reaction, his sharp fangs were sticking from his top lip in my imagination.

„Don't worry Y/n... I bite only in bed." 

Chishiya smirked and finally made eye contact with me, his usual snarky tone still present, his half-offensive comments could be excused though. I rolled my eyes and came closer to him, a smile plastered on my face. „You could just say you will never ever snatch me with your sharp teeth." I responded, conveying the message that we will in fact never indulge in... Sexy time?