Shimizu looks at the workers' room with a worried face.
"It's fine right?" He takes a deep breath. "He acts weird."
Shimizu's voice was a bit low, filled with concern about his one-sided love. Suddenly, he heard a voice calling for him.
"Waiter!"
A customer. Shimizu looks behind while scratching his neck: Why do I always end up thinking silly things in the middle of work?
He sighed. And I need to hire someone for the morning shift too.
He sighed. And I need to hire someone in the morning shift too.
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The atmosphere was dense and filled with darkness, still noises from outside were echoing in the washroom. Cold lingered around Minato's small frame. Minato was sniffling in pain, no one here to comfort him, or Minato didn't want to see him act pathetic.
A droplet fell into the sink, sound echoed;
*DROP…
It felt like time paused, and noises began to fade. In the silence, only Minato's sobbing was echoing.
I look forward to it. My eyes are filled with tears, falling onto my cheek. My eyes became swollen and crimson red from exhaustion.
Suddenly, a jolting pain hit his stomach as if he had been shot by so many bullets. I grabbed my stomach, groaning in pain. I tried to lift my body up, but unfortunately failed.
My face hit the ground—roughly. Pain is intolerable. I look around, searching for someone… asking for help…
But there is
No one… I was left alone there… need…
I crawled on the ground—grabbing my stomach tightly.
"What is happening? AH!! Cough.."
I grabbed my nose with another arm—trying to stop the blood because of falling. My mouth and nose are bleeding profusely at the same time. The ground has become denser with red… I tried to sit with the support of my arm—failed.
*BAM
"AHHH!!"
I shouted in frustration, cursing myself; What is happening. My health was good before.
I turn around—looking straight at the ceiling. I stare at the bulb, my vision is blurry, my brain is not working with severe pain.
"Cough… cough… cough…!!!"
Again blood flooded out; it gives little relief—of something. My breathing is heavily covered in sweat—I feel a little chill. My eyes began to get sleepy. Closing and opening at a slower movement. My grip on my stomach is becoming weaker. I stare blankly—this time not knowing what I am even trying to find…
Suddenly, I felt a chill in my body. I ran directly to the toilet pod—kneeling.
My stomach pain became stronger; my head was shaking in confusion. I vomit….
The blood.
Feeling nauseous even more than before—pain becomes more brutal… intolerable.
My vomit didn't stop, as if mocking me about something; why did it always happen to me?
I curse myself more for not knowing what is happening.
<< 10 minutes later >>
Shimizu looks at the clock in front of him—curious and worried at the same time.
"Why is he taking so long?"
He whispered while fixing his dress.
"Something is wrong."
Shimizu looked worried—not curious anymore. His playfulness shifted to seriousness. Also customers were less so he could go check on Minato once.
Shimizu glanced back at customers and surroundings—double checking. So customers had no problem. He opened the door of the workers' room.
Shimizu saw, it was neatly organised and clean, meaning no one would sit or make a mess. His eyes scanned everything. And finally his gaze fixed on the washroom.
He bolted toward it—he was nearly going to open the door. Minato opened it with a confused look on his face.
"What are you doing here?"
I was filled with seriousness; My dress was wet, looking at him with glare. Ahh my stomach and head is still aching like crazy. I think I hid it too fast…
In just a few seconds.
Shimizu's face becomes brighter red while staring at Minato's figure—like a pervert, ignoring Minato's gaze.
I got angrier. I grabbed his ear—tightly in rage.
"Why are you staring at me like that, just gimme the answer why are you here??"
Shimizu smiled in daze—seperate from the real world.
"Are you listening?"
I shake him too roughly—that he falls into the ground.
"Oww!!"
Shimizu shouted in pain, rubbing his butt. Getting out of his dream world.
"Why are you pushing me?"
Shimizu looked betrayed as if he didn't accept that Minato pushed him. His face is still red, he glanced up at Minato. I looked at his drama; I sighed. Repeating the same sentence again—it's frustrating.
"WHY. ARE. YOU. HERE."
My voice was low—in a dangerous mood. Eyes filled with killing instinct, if Shimizu tries to neglect it this time. He is gone for sure.
A second chance.
"Huh??"
Shimizu was confused. Why was he here because…
"I was bored so—"
That 'bored' word was enough to fuel Minato's anger who was already in the fire making it devilish.
Unless Shimizu can finish his sentence—he got a full powered punch on his face, falling back.
K.O
*RING… RING…
I point at the ceiling with one hand in victory while one leg on his chest—smiling like a psycho, where Shimizu was crying.
"I WINNN."
I announce; Looking down at my opponent.
"Now are you happy? When I am going easy on you. You don't listen. See what outcome you got. HEHEHEHE."
I laughed—my tone was filled with villainess. Now I am happy.
<< few minutes later >>
The chaos—stop with quietness.
"Ouch!!"
Shimizu trembled;
"Why do you do that…"
He hummed in anger, glaring at Minato with teary eyes. His eyes became swollen because he was crying the whole time.
I mocked him while showing my tongue;
"Huh… you are the one who doesn't listen then blaming me. So rude."
I poke at his chest—smiling. Applying medicine on his bruised cheek. I also give him a tissue to stop his nose bleeding.
"I am just here to check on you."
Shimizu looked sad. Tears again formed in his eyes.
"No no no…"
"Don't start crying again—It took 5 minutes to stop your sobbing now. I don't want that hard work again.'
Shimizu glare—softing in milliseconds.
Smiling;
"Good boy."
I mumbled without thinking. Shimizu froze, like time stopped itself. His heart rate started to rise.
*BADUM… BADUM… BADUM…
Shimizu's breath became heavy. It feels like his heart is going to explode at any moment. Go… Go—Good boy… I… Those 2 works were enough to give heaven—for Shimizu.
I looked up—closing the first aid kit box. I shift closer to him;
Shimizu's heart beat becomes faster; Why is he coming ne… near?
I take my hand in his head—worried.
"Hm… no fear."
I sighed, "Then why is your face red." I stare at him—curious.
M—my face re…red. What is he even saying? Shimizu was in a daze.
I shake him a little.
"Hey… hey are you listening."
I sighed again—in frustration. Why is he always in a daze when I am near him?
*SNAP
Shimizu gets out of his dream world again.
"I am listening."
Suddenly, Shimizu notice something;
"Why are your eyes swollen as mine?"
He takes a deep breath—with concern.
"Are you crying…"
TO BE CONTINUED.