twitch.
twitch.
AKB48; Majisuka Gakuen; 373 words. [Nezumi/Center]
twitch.twitch.
Twitch. Twitch.
“Stop moving, Center.”
“Yes, Nezumi.”
Nezumi brought her fingers close to Center’s face again and carefully pressed the cotton she quickly stole from the infirmary a while ago on the bleeding wound.
Twitch.
Nezumi pulled her hand away and glared. “Center.”
“I’m sorry but I can’t help it!” Center frowned as she defended herself. “It stings...”
“Stop being such a baby.” Nezumi commented, carrying on with cleaning the wound. Center let out a hiss of pain and Nezumi shook her head. “Really, Center? Really?” She asked in a dead tone despite finding Center’s sudden childishness rather cute. She rarely sees it after all.
“But it really hurts, Nezumi!” Center glared. “It’s your fault anyway. You were the one who started punching me like there’s no tomorrow.”
Nezumi was taken aback by the sudden blaming. “Wha- Not my fault! You could have easily blocked my punches. And if it hurts that much, you should have stopped me earlier instead of standing back up like an idiot to be hit again and again.” Nezumi looked away, her left hand consciously massaging her right knuckles which were bruised from punching Center. She felt bad with what she did to Center. She really gave it her all in each punch.
Center watched the other girl’s action for a few seconds before smiling to herself. “Nezumi,” she whispered as she reached for Nezumi’s hands, holding each in her own.
This made Nezumi look up and Center looked at the other girl seriously. “The punches hurt, yes, but not as much as when I thought for a moment that I might lose you forever.” She stated as honestly as she could as she gently rubbed the bruise on Nezumi’s knuckle.
“I’d go through all of those hurt again and again if it means being with you.” Center whispered. “If it means having you beside me then I’d go through anything.”
Nezumi’s face turned red at the unexpected honest words. “C-Center...” Center just smiled at her and brought the bruised knuckle to her lips, pressing a kiss on it.
“You idiot.”
Nezumi leaned her forehead on Center’s shoulder and hit the now chuckling girl on the chest with her free hand, a smile silently breaking through her lips.
AKB48; Majisuka Gakuen; 373 words. [Nezumi/Center]
twitch.twitch.
Twitch. Twitch.
“Stop moving, Center.”
“Yes, Nezumi.”
Nezumi brought her fingers close to Center’s face again and carefully pressed the cotton she quickly stole from the infirmary a while ago on the bleeding wound.
Twitch.
Nezumi pulled her hand away and glared. “Center.”
“I’m sorry but I can’t help it!” Center frowned as she defended herself. “It stings...”
“Stop being such a baby.” Nezumi commented, carrying on with cleaning the wound. Center let out a hiss of pain and Nezumi shook her head. “Really, Center? Really?” She asked in a dead tone despite finding Center’s sudden childishness rather cute. She rarely sees it after all.
“But it really hurts, Nezumi!” Center glared. “It’s your fault anyway. You were the one who started punching me like there’s no tomorrow.”
Nezumi was taken aback by the sudden blaming. “Wha- Not my fault! You could have easily blocked my punches. And if it hurts that much, you should have stopped me earlier instead of standing back up like an idiot to be hit again and again.” Nezumi looked away, her left hand consciously massaging her right knuckles which were bruised from punching Center. She felt bad with what she did to Center. She really gave it her all in each punch.
Center watched the other girl’s action for a few seconds before smiling to herself. “Nezumi,” she whispered as she reached for Nezumi’s hands, holding each in her own.
This made Nezumi look up and Center looked at the other girl seriously. “The punches hurt, yes, but not as much as when I thought for a moment that I might lose you forever.” She stated as honestly as she could as she gently rubbed the bruise on Nezumi’s knuckle.
“I’d go through all of those hurt again and again if it means being with you.” Center whispered. “If it means having you beside me then I’d go through anything.”
Nezumi’s face turned red at the unexpected honest words. “C-Center...” Center just smiled at her and brought the bruised knuckle to her lips, pressing a kiss on it.
“You idiot.”
Nezumi leaned her forehead on Center’s shoulder and hit the now chuckling girl on the chest with her free hand, a smile silently breaking through her lips.