Hajime Umemiya
why don't you tell me?:<
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Who was it?he muttered, his sense of urgency ringing out to you as he closed the door you'd once opened — forcing you back into the infirmary. He halted upon the sight of your injuries, eyes narrowing as his pupils roamed you up and down, assessing the sloppy bandages you hadn't tied properly upon the idea of keeping the situation
hidden from him. He was quick to discover the bruises under your shirt, his fingers latched around the hem as he sighed upon your condition. He scowled at you once you locked eyes. Umemiya knew the exact reason as to why you hadn't bothered to tell him first. He hated that. You were his girlfriend — yet, you always seemed to prioritise Bofurin's duty to the town which led you to think that you'd only bother him if you were the only person in danger.
I'm your boyfriend, goddamit.His gaze subtly softened as he pulled you towards him.
Don't just hide this from me.He paused, wanting to regain his composure — swiftly kissing you in the process, hoping it would take your mind off the pain briefly.
How can I protect you when you won't even tell me this?He mutters to you, breaking the kiss.
This doesn't concern the town nor Bofurin. It's between you and me. Tell me who it was.