Treated Better (Extra Drama Version)

🌶️ Page Twenty-Two 🌶️

Mizuki: Oh, you... Came for "bodyguarding services"?

Ghirahim: If you're not busy.

Mizuki: I just got to the Inn... Give me a few-

???: Ah~ Mmf~ Oh~ Ah~ Faster~

Mizuki: One second...

Mizuki walked upstairs to her boyfriend's room and opened the door. Another girl was under him with no clothes.

Mizuki's BF: What? You didn't put out. What did you expect?

Mizuki: I expected this, I just hoped for better... Enjoy her, we're done.

Mizuki's Ex: Try not to fuck any clients on the way out slut!

Ghirahim appeared behind Mizuki.

Mizuki: Y'know I was ready today... But I guess I'll have to have someone else satisfy me.

Mizuki turned and pushed Ghirahim to the other bed in the room and licked up his neck.

Mizuki's Ex: What are you doing?

Mizuki: I'm the one that paid for the room, I'm going to use it.

Mizuki kissed Ghirahim's jawline and moved down to his chest.

Mizuki: Damn, he has abs... That's definitely better than your hairy chest. I wonder how skilled he is with his tongue?

Mizuki began fervently making out with Ghirahim as her ex watched in shock and anger. Mizuki moaned into the kiss making Ghirahim lose his composer. He grabbed her waist and pulled her down onto his lap. Mizuki's ex threw on some clothes and stormed out of the Inn. Mizuki sat up and got off of Ghirahim.

Mizuki: *Huff Huff* You roll well with the punches... Or was that you just giving in because you wanted it?

Ghirahim: You're teasing me? You seemed really into it yourself.

Mizuki: That was the best kiss I've ever had as far as I remember. You might just be my new stress reliever.

Ghirahim: I'm worth so much more than that. I am not just a stress reliever for you.

*Loud Thunder Crash*

Mizuki: Great... All my weapons are metal...

*Loud Thunder Crash*

*Screaming*

Mizuki's face dropped in horror. As Ghirahim observed her he realized she seemed dazed as if thinking about the past.

Mizuki: No... We wiped out all of them out... I helped hunt down every last one... There- there can't be more! Not right now please, my weapons... I can't fight in this weather.

Mizuki backed up against the wall and slid down. She sat down and curled up into a ball, trying to hide as lightning flashed. She began hyperventilating and trembling.

Mizuki: I can't handle a Guardian right now... P-please just let it go away.

*Loud Thunder Crash*

Ghirahim peeked out the window, he saw nothing suspicious other than a small burnt spot where lightning struck. It wasn't long before he figured out what was wrong, it was PTSD. He crouched down in front of her and gently placed his hand on her hands, that were over her head to shield her.

Ghirahim: Mizuki look at me... You're okay.

Mizuki looked up through her tear blurred eyes.

Mizuki: But there's a Guardian and it's in town, I can't handle them in town. I can't save everyone, what am I supposed to do?