And You Disappeared (K Project X Reader)

13: Fire and Celebration Part 1

  Your P.o.v.

I crouch in a field of green wheat, the stalks bend lazily in the wind and I marvel at the grains. Each one is distinct and though different from the others, still perfectly formed. I run my hand along the edge to feel the combination of rough and smooth and then hold my hand up to feel the warm light of the shining November sun, still staying hidden. The air smelled just right and birds flew above me in an almost cloudless sky. The perfect hiding place. I peek my (f/c) and (e/c) eyes through the stalks, a smirk forming on my lips. He looked. I giggled. My (h/l) (h/c) hair moved with the stalks in the cool breeze and I pull the blue blazer over my shoulders closer to keep myself warm. I slide down on my knees. He crouches, his ocean blue eyes scanning between every stalk, every grain. He was searching for his missing jacket, and he was searching for the sneaky (h/c)-haired strain who had stolen it. Me. I close my eyes; my hands muffling the laughter that left my lips, the movement of my shoulders and smile on my features expressing my mood for my closed eyes could not. Wind. Shuffling. A chuckle. I freeze, opening my (f/c) and (e/c) eyes only for them to widen upon looking directly into mesmerizing blue ones. He then smiled widely and closed his eyes. They were gone. "I found you (Y/n)~!"

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My (f/c) and (e/c) eyes snap open. My chest heaved. A drop of cold sweat rolled down my forehead, chilling my (skin tone) skin. My eyes dart around, trying to grasp my surroundings, but I did not move my head for I did not have the strength for it. My fingers brush against a leather seat and a warmth surrounded my shoulders. An open window. A red jacket around my shoulders. A sleeping vanguard above me. I breathe. I'm safe. I find the willpower to lift my arm and begin rubbing my (f/c) eye, leaving the (e/c) one open to still take in everything around me. But instead of looking around like I intended to, I looked up. And I smiled. Yata's sleeping figure was above me, his back resting against the back of his seat, and his head leaned forward with his arms crossed at his chest that rose and fell in a steady rhythm. His chestnut brown hair blew in the wind (his beanie must have been placed next to him) and his waist was bare from the red jacket that usually adorned it. And as I thought of my position, I figured out where it went. My body was stretched out across a seat of the van, my legs curled up and my head resting on the young vanguards lap. My (h/l) (h/c) hair fell over his lap and I could feel it being picked up by the wind just enough to cause me a sense of ease. I reach up to stroke the warm cloth of the jacket before gripping it tightly and pulling it up closer to me, snuggling into the warm jacket and the blushing boy's stomach. I needed comfort and Yata's scent along with his warmth was just right. "It was just a dream" I breathe out, closing my (f/c) and (e/c) eyes "It was just...a dream." But no matter how many times I repeated that in my head, I couldn't help but think of the way the boy's blue eyes shined and how his laugh could light up a whole room. I shook my head. I didn't, I couldn't think about that now. I had better, more exciting things to focus on. I open my eyes once more and turn from my spot on one of the van's leather seats just to stare at the blonde haired male driving the old contraption. His brown eyes stared at me in the review mirror through his purple shades and he smiled. But only slightly. Even if only the corner of his lips hinted that he was smiling, I could tell the gesture was filled with kindness. And I smiled back. "Hey Izumo" I say kindly, my voice becoming slightly deeper from the yawn that escaped me. He chuckled. "Hello (Y/n). I'm guessing my little dove slept well?" he asked. I clutch the red jacket around my shoulders tighter and took a moment to breathe in the intoxicating scent before nodding "I slept just fine" I nod. Izumo's eyes flickered up to Yata and then to me then back to Yata before he turned his eyes back to the road and let out a soft chuckle. "He gave you that since you kept shivering" Izumo said "I swear I had to listen to him whine about you for what felt like years..." Izumo paused. Then I watched as his brown eyes stared at me through the review mirror again before he smiled "but the whole time he was staring at you with his cheeks as red as a strawberry" he laughed. His laugh was quiet and deep making me grin but I could also feel my cheeks start to heat up at an uncontrollable rate. Yata...blushing because of me? I tuck a strand of my (h/l) (h/c) hair behind my ear and let my (f/c) and (e/c) trail up to Yata's face once more, and upon doing so I could feel my heart swell. But why? What was it about this hotheaded boy made me smile? I turn over on my stomach, then, with a stretch heaved the bottom half of my body in the air as I kept my other half on Yata's lap, stretching my hands out in front of me before completely sitting up with another yawn. My (f/c) and (e/c) eyes narrow as I scratch behind my ear, moving strands of my (h/l) (h/c) hair aside as I did so and that's when I was fully able to look around. There were three rows of seats besides the front and passenger seat in the van. Izumo drove as Mikoto slept in the seat next to him, his head resting against his hand as his red hair blew widely in the wind of the rolled down window. He didn't seem affected by the disturbance at all. I smiled as I felt my heart twist into the knot that it always did when I saw him. What about that man made me feel like there were butterflies in my stomach? I shake my head lightly as I turn to look at my own seat. Yata and me were the only people occupying the seat closest to the front of the old van. He rested near one side and I rested near another. I turn in my seat so that my knees rest on the leather padding as I lean over the back of the seat, making sure locks of my (h/c) hair stayed out of my eyes. Tatara and Anna rested in the seat behind me, Anna sleeping on Tatara's lap while Tatara silently looked out the window; unconsciously stroking the young strains beautiful white hair. Suddenly, his honeyed-brown eyes left the window and settled on me, widening in slight surprise before a warm smile appeared on his features and he rubbed his unoccupied hand amiss my messy (h/l) (h/c) hair. A giggle escapes my lips as I leaned further into his hand making him chuckle but the warmth that adorned my cheek soon left and I replaced it's warmth by bringing up Yata's jacket to my cheek as I smiled at the kind clansmen. And he smiled back. "I didn't even know you were up" Tatara said, his voice was quiet as if not to wake up and startle the small girl in his lap. I rub one of my eyes, leaving the (e/c) one open as I flashed him a wide smile, my sharp canines gleaming in the afternoon sun. He chuckled once more and stared out the window as he tilted his head and raised one of his eyebrows before shrugging. "But I guess it is hard to sleep..." he trailed off, leaning in closer to me and closing his eyes as he pinched my cheek and smiled even wider "you get to learn how to use your powers today after all~!" Tatara whispered/yelled. I could feel my whole face and mood light up at the thought and I squealed excitedly as I closed my eyes and smiled just as wide as Tatara, making sure not to wake any of the three clansmen who slept peacefully. It was true. Today was a very special day for me and HOMRA, for today was the day I would be taught how to use my aura. The decision was quickly decided after I joined HOMRA, in fact, it was one of the first things that had been discussed when it came towards joining the clan. And in no time, Izumo had already prepared a trip for me and some other members of HOMRA to travel outside of the city limits to practice. I was more excited than ever and the fact that I could be just like Yata and Mikoto made me even happier. I jumped up as the van jolted up into the air only to land with a hard thud that rattled the metal frame of the old machine as it came to a slow but rough stop. 3 groans. "Were here" Izumo chimes, his voice hinting that he was smiling as I felt the rough rumble of the engine die, the distant chirping of birds and shuffling replacing it's noise. I could feel the smile on my face widen as I watched the three sleeping clansmen blink their tired eyes and run a hand through their matted hair just as they began to yawn. "Good morning, sleepy heads~!!!" I sang, my (f/c) and (e/c) eyes practically sparkling with excitement, for I knew that as soon as everyone had woken up that we could begin. "Too loud..." I turn my head as I hear the deep grunt and I immediately stuck my chin on top of the head of the person who had spoken, happy that he was finally up. "Sorry~!" I sing as I apologize in my own way, smiling as I nuzzled my face into the soft red hair of Mikoto, who only seemed to frown at my gesture. I giggled, tucking a strand of my (h/l) (h/c) hair behind my ear as I rested my cheek on the mess of scarlet locks and looked at Izumo who seemed to watch the whole situation with great amusement. He always did that. Tatara too. Both seemed to be amused when I was around Mikoto, I didn't know why...but I felt as if it was the same reason Eric teased Yata. "What~?" I ask, puffing out my cheeks slightly as I furrowed my eyebrows, wrapping my arms around Mikoto's neck and pulling him closer to me, my cheek still resting upon his matted red hair. Izumo only chuckled, shaking his head as I opened his door, being anything but careful with the door as he adjusted his scarf and stepped out of the van before motion towards me. "Come on, we don't have all day" he coaxed and that was all I needed to hear for a new, bright smile to appear on my lips as I squealed and hugged Mikoto even closer to me, unaware that my display of excitement had caused Mikoto to tense beneath my touch and Yata to growl in pure jealousy. But nothing lasted for long, for I quickly let go of Mikoto and opened the van door closets to me, hopping out of the dinosaur contraption and stretching my arms over my head as I let my (h/l) (h/c) hair blow in the cool November wind as a wide smile graced upon my lips in happiness.