Dear Little Flower - Sanemi Shinazugawa x Reader

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Guess who's a dumbass and lost their pen. You know, the one I uSE TO FREAKING DRAW ON MY TABLET!!

AAAAHHHH!!!! WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSE TO DO DURING QUARANTINE!!!

This bad bitch is back!

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"---. You have lived long enough. You have done well and ---."

"Get away! Give me my brother back!"

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You woke up, panting for air as you gripped the covers, your body was sweating and your heart was beating fast. "It's just a dream... calm down..." You said to yourself, calming your nerves.

It's been two months already since Koichi and Sanemi started their training and you've been alone during night time, but it wasn't that bad since they come back and are with you in the morning. The thing is, you've been having nightmares and it wasn't good. You started to feel sick as well.

"(L/N)(Y/N)."

You whipped your head around, looking for that voice, but there was nothing there. You've been feeling anxious lately, thanks to your nightmares but you would just shrug it off, telling yourself that you were just tired.

You went back to bed, closing your eyes and going back to sleep.

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"(Y/N)." You opened your eyes and saw Sanemi looking down at you with worried eyes. You sat up, looking confused. "Are you okay, you've been muttering in your sleep." He said, holding into your hand and he noticed how cold it was. "(Y/N), please tell me what's wrong..." He whispered, pulling you closer to him.

You didn't know but tears just poured out of your eyes as you held into him. He rubbed circles in your back, whispering sweet nothing in your ears as you weep in front of him.

"I just... had a bad dream..." You said, resting your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"Can you tell me?" He asked, taking the covers and wrapping them around you two. "It's alright to cry. It's better to let it all out than bottle it all in and let it destroy you" Your eyes widen, you remembered those words. "That's what you said to me. So, tell me, so that I can help you feel better."

You nodded. He was right. Those were your words so why don't you follow it. "I-it's that... demon. From that night..." You paused, feeling scared of that night.

"Can you tell me about him?" He asked, resting his head on your hair, stroking it lightly.

You shook your head. "I don't remember what happened that night." you said honestly. "The only thing I know is that the demon had a weapon..." You sigh, feeling warm and you finally faced him. "You've seen the scars on my back, you can tell what kind of weapon it is, right?"

He nodded, his hand tracing where he remembered seeing the scars. "A sharp weapon. Do you remember what he looked like?" He asked, still stroking your hair, making you feel drowsy. [I was hiding at the bathroom stall...]

"...He's someone tall and had long hair..." you paused, trying to remember what you can, but nothing comes up. "Sorry, I really can't remember much..."