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Soft, rhythmic beeps welcomed me awake, encouraging me to get up and begin to start the brand new day.
I assumed it was my alarm clock.
Fluttering my (e/c) eyes open - -
...
Or, I attempted to. They felt as if they were simply super glued shut.
A wave of confusion washed over me as I felt like I was missing something, a piece that would finish the puzzle. The last thing I remember was getting off the train to find the amethyst haired male I called a "childhood friend."
Now.. I can't see. And my bed is feeling a lot more comfortable than usual.
Hushed whispers accompanied the beeping of a machine, and I moved my hand towards the sound aimlessly to try and turn off my alarm clock.
A hand was met with mine. And I was too weak to pull away, it was a struggle already to move my arm.
Fear hit me like a truck instantly. I felt cold, and vulnerable.
As my fingers intertwined with their's, a barrier inside me shattered.
My ears rung for a swift moment, until they popped and the beeping became louder and more irritating. The hushed whispers became casual speech.
I kept my mouth shut, not trusting my voice.
"Don't do that." A familiar voice stated, his voice giving off warning signals. He sounded exhausted and drained, I could basically hear the lack of sleep he was getting.
A flash of cold, calculating indigo eyes appeared in the dark void of my mind, and I clenched the hand tighter instinctively.
Is that.... Hitoshi's voice?
The beeping of a machine picks up just a tad, yet it was noticable.
Am I... holding his hand..?
Attempting to yank my hand away from his one last time, I sighed in defeat when he only held it tighter.
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autophobia 《hitoshi shinsou X reader》
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