𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
Hamamura Y/N, the last and only heiress of Hamamura Clan.
With a sad and dark beginning, going through the hardships of life, you face your enemies with fierce strength and determination.
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Thatch observed his blonde haired brother. Never in his life he saw such devotion to heal someone like the girl laying down peacefully on the bed. He’s a doctor, and he knew perfectly his purpose, but this time it sounded that he knew her from way before, like they were old friends.
He looked at the girl. For him, you looked fragile as a glass, but he knew not to underestimate anyone by their appearance.
Slowly, you woke up, feeling a lot better now that you rested on a bed, a real bed. Still, you had dark bags under your eyes because of the lack of sleep you usually had. It felt weird to sleep this good, but refreshing.
Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you stretched your body for the slight soreness. The light felt very warm, the opposite of the cold cell you once considered your place. Sighing, you sat up and did a little jump when you saw two men looking at you.
It was Marco and that one with a loaf of bread as his hair. You found it funny. Both of them were looking at you, the blonde one with a serious face and the other one with a friendly smile. He waved at you again.
Shyly, you waved your hand back and giggled. He was funny.
"Good to see you up, sweet cheeks! Are you hungry?" He asked you, excitement lingering in his words.
Feeling empty in your stomach you nodded excitedly. His laugh dominated the room, and it lightened the mood. It was contagious, and you couldn't help but laugh with him. It's been ages since the last time you got a good laugh.
Thatch was happy that he brought the mood up. He felt already accomplished. His eyes drifted to his brother, from the corner of his eyes, and saw that unusual smile of felicity.
He grabbed one plate from the table and handed it to you. You looked at it with noticeable hunger. When you took a first bite, you couldn't help but squeal because of the flavors.
As you are your food, you shed tears. It's been so long since the last good meal you had in years. Thatch got alarmed with your sudden change of mood, but he was glad that you were eating.
"I- It's so good! Can't remember what was my last meal before I got captured~" You whined, finishing the first plate.
"You're lucky! I brought a second. " He gave you another plate, and you cried of happiness. "You can ask for more if you want! Ask, don't stay hungry!"
And you nodded as you cried and ate at the same time.
Marco observed your interaction with Thatch, and he couldn't be happier than this. You went along pretty well with him, and now, you were having full nutritious food after God knows how long. He grabbed the empty plate and placed it on a nearby table, not after patting your head.
