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Troubled Sleep

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Mikoto Suoh x GN!Reader - Drabble


WARNING: Spoilers for K Project ahead, read at your own risk!

You watched with wide eyes as Mikoto, engulfed in burning crimson, clashed against the other King, who was shrouded in frigid blue. Many times, you called out to the reckless and headstrong Red King, beseeching him to halt his unnecessary battle against the Blue King. Ignoring you, he smirked, eyes blazing a challenge.

"What's the matter? Is that all you've got? I know you can do better."

"It's because I don't have my glasses," Reisi Munakata quipped, pointing to where his glasses normally rested, the spot now bare.

"Hah. You're not taking this too seriously, are you?"

"One cannot afford to be so nonchalant when locked in battle with the Red King himself."

Mikoto scowled, clicking his tongue.

"Tch. I've always hated that overly polite manner of yours. Can't you speak like a normal person?"

"It is my mission as one of the Seven Kings, and my duty as the leader of SCEPTER 4 to defeat you. Personally, as Munakata Reisi, I want to help you, Suoh," the Blue King said, face deadly serious.

With another smirk, Mikoto scoffed before charging at the sword wielding King.

"Heh. That's not like you at all!"





"Stop it, Suoh! Don't do it!"

BOOM





The dust cleared, revealing Mikoto standing in front of a huge, smoldering crater. Raising his face to the grey sky, he sighed deeply.

"Sorry...For making you do all the dirty work..."

Turning towards Reisi, he smiled softly, his expression a mix of satisfaction, regret, sorrow, and resignation. Reisi's breath hitched in his chest. Never had he seen such an expression from Mikoto before.

"Don't give me that rubbish while looking at peace with yourself. If you really feel that way, couldn't you have done something about it...Before this happened?"

His tone was sorrowful desperation, his eyes pleading with Mikoto, as if saying please don't do this...Please don't make ME do this... Ember eyes fluttered shut as Mikoto sighed.

"You've said enough...Munakata."

Raising his arms as if to embrace his fate or Reisi, Mikoto gazed up at his crumbling Sword of Damocles before smirking. It was as if he knew it was over. A split second later, the blazing red faded from the Sword hovering in the sky, and with a groan, it fell. Gaining speed, it plummeted towards Mikoto, and the crimson haired male watched it fall, as if welcoming his death. Glancing back at Reisi, his gaze smiled, taunting him one last time. The Blue King gazed back, eyes wide, pained, sorrowful, and indecisive. The Sword was seconds from striking Mikoto and wiping out the area with the aftershock. Reisi gasped, a tortured sound. He knew he had no choice. Once again, Mikoto Suoh had the last laugh.

You screamed as crimson, as bright and beautiful as Mikoto's flames, sprayed the air.

"MIKOTO!"





Gasping, you bolt up into a sitting position, breathing hard and fast.

"Mikoto..."

Slipping out of bed, you padded down the hall in your bare feet, wincing slightly at the frigid flooring. Reaching Mikoto's bedroom and finding the door slightly ajar, you slide through the gap into his room, blinking rapidly as your eyes slowly adjusted to the dark. Approaching his bed, you find it empty, the sheets haphazardly and messily tossed to one side. Curling up under the blankets on one side of the huge bed, you sob quietly, hot tears streaming down your face and wetting the pillow.

Soon, you find yourself drifting into an exhausted sleep. Only semi conscious, you let out a sleepy sound when a weight settled on the bed beside you, strong arms pressing you close to a familiar, solid chest. He hummed softly, his chest rumbling in a way he knew you liked.





Only once it was morning did you realize it was Mikoto.

[E/c] eyes slowly flutter open and you blink at the unfamiliar ceiling. All of a sudden, you realize that you were in Mikoto's room, and that he had been with you yesterday. Turning your head, you find the spot beside you on the bed cold and empty, with not a single hint that the space had been occupied not too many hours ago.

Suddenly, your phone vibrates insistently with a call. Without even bothering to check the caller ID, you answer.

"Hello?"

"[Name]! Mikoto's fighting Reisi, please come tell him to stop, he's not listening to anyone!"
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...What was that...? 

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Killing me with this