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niragisimp · 4 months

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“Of course I do. But I would rather you wear nothing.”

Warning: 18+, unprotected sex, sex, sex, pregnancy kink, anxiety, choking, surprises, pain, gagging, spanking, angry sex (?)

Comment: Just a little something I was putting together in the midst of my requests! <3

Han was on set recording the music video for Venom with the crew. It was a busy day with multiple sets and everyone was up to their own scenes being ushered back and forth.

Han’s anxiety was not handling all the pressure and movements, but the staff was treating him so sweetly and considered everything they had him do. He appreciates all of their efforts, but it was still so much to do and he felt the pressure to do well.

His phone buzzed while walking between sets towards the end of the day. They didn’t know if they had time for one more scene, so he sat off to the side getting his hair and makeup touched up. He pulled out his iPhone and saw it was you, his loving girlfriend, texting him.

✨Y/n✨: “Hi baby. I Hope you come home soon. I’m having a bad day.”

Hannie🐿️: “Are you okay?”

✨Y/n✨: “Not really… But don’t worry about me!”

Too late.

Han didn’t even respond to you. He said he had to leave and everyone said it was fine so he got in one of the company cars to head to check on you at your apartment.

When he arrived he leapt up the stairs to the third floor instead of waiting for the elevator. Two stairs at a time, he was there quickly and used his key to let himself in.

He heard your shower running and he knocked before entering. “Babe, what’s going on? Why are you having a bad day?”

You screamed when he spoke to you, not hearing his knocking and nearly falling over in the shower, if not for the wall you smacked into. “HANNIE!? Jesus, why are you so sneaky! You weren’t supposed to be here for like an hour!” You yelled over the hot water at his surprise appearance.

You cranked the knob to shut the water off and he handed you a towel. When he hadn’t responded you had assumed it was because he had to go back to shooting. Wait, he didn’t even take the stage costume off?

“I’m sorry!” He whined as he kissed the shoulder that ran into the shower wall when you jumped out of your skin. “When you said you weren’t having a good day I got worried and had to come check on you.”

Your faces warped from surprise and annoyance to a sweet look at the concerned look he wore on his own. He is always so worried about you, albeit overly so. That’s when you noticed he was breathing heavy and had a sheen on his forehead. You ran a corner of your towel across it, forgetting he was still in makeup and getting it on the towel. “Did you run up the stairs here?”

“Of course.” He sighed. “What’s wrong? You didn’t answer me.”

You laughed at his still anxious facial expression. You tell him it’s fine and he still drops everything to check on you. Before you could even create an answer, you were drawn to the outfit he was wearing; a turtleneck that matched his skin tone with a shredded sweater overtop and a nice pair of leather pants. God. Like always his idol outfits always looked like gifts from the heavens.

The makeup was a gorgeous smokey eye and he looked like such an emo dream that you forgot why he was here. But then you remembered he wanted to know why you had a bad day. You felt shy as you walked past him and placed yourself on your closed toilet seat with your legs cross and towel wrapped around you. His eyes were on you the whole time.

You threw your hands into your face and laughed at the situation. He didn’t understand your amused sounds at all and squatted in front of you trying to get you to look up.

You poked your eyes through your fingers and whispered, “I told you not to worry!”

“Impossible. You are my only worry.”

“I had a bad day because I’ve been missing you! And… I have been so horny and needy waiting for you. I couldn’t get myself to cum with anything. I’ve been waiting for you to get done and us to have a good night. But, you showed up looking like this!”

He fell back on the floor hollering at your ‘bad day’ and you scowled. As he sat on the tiled floor, he posed himself and said “Yeah, babe, you like?”

He was teasing you now, but you could play that game. You stood up, dropped your towel right there and stood over him. Your legs on both sides of him allowed him the perfect view of your freshly trimmed pussy that was glistening. He felt the urge to reach up and find out if it was your fluids or the water from your shower, but you smacked his hand away.

“Of course I do. But I would rather you wear nothing.”

Then you ran out of the bathroom down the hall to the kitchen. He got up and followed after you, stripping everything and tossing it anywhere as he looked around for you. From your hiding spot you hear the clank of his heavier chain hit the floor nearby.

You peeked around the corner of the couch and saw a butt ass naked Han stalking through the dining room with only a necklace, bracelet, and rings still on. He was turned away from you and you giggled at his cute butt cheeks that were fully exposed. Target acquired.

While he was trying his best to be quiet and sneak up on you, you did the same to him. He was hunched over himself, looking around for any sign of you, when you smacked his ass cheek with a windmill strike and he moaned so loud you knew the neighbors are probably concerned and calling the cops.

“You little witch!” He groaned as he turned quickly and pulled you close to him. Your waist was being held to his slowly hardening cock and you couldn’t help the evil cackle you released to fit your new title.

Han bit down on your exposed neck. Not nipped, not kissed, BIT. You loved this side of him; his carnal need to destroy you that was not restricted to just your pussy, but every inch of your body. His desire to mark you turned you on so dearly and he knew and loved that about you.

As you received your second bite to your breast, you feigned passing out and Han had to quickly grab you behind your head and tighter around the waist to make sure you didn’t rag doll onto the floor. You trust him that much and knew he wouldn’t let you fall.

“Awe come on, babe! I’m not gonna be successful at catching you one of these times!” He whined as you remained limp in his arms. “Fine!” He growled as he picked you up like you were nothing and threw you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

It always blew your mind how easily he carried you around; you weren’t the Korean-sized beauty standard by any means. And now your full tits were squished between his shoulder and yourself in an awkward position. You couldn’t hold the act any longer as you had to readjust yourself.

Han held you with one arm wrapped around your thighs, using your fuller ass to rest it.

*smack*

“Ahhh! Hannie wait wait-“

“Nope. That was payback. And not nearly as hard as you got me.”

*smack*

“I’m sorry! Your booty is just so cute!” You groan at the attack, but didn’t feel the least bit sorry and reached to give both cheeks a hardy squeeze from your current position.

*smack*

“And you’re ass is in perfect spanking position. Would you like me to continue?”

You are feeling extra playful tonight, and maybe a little bratty, and get a hit on both cheeks of his adorable bubble butt again from your weird angle.

*smack* *smack*

“Fuck.” He growls as he reaches the bedroom and throws you over his shoulder crookedly onto the mattress. You giggle at his anger that is building up, which only makes it worse and you know that. “I came home for you and you’re just gonna be a brat?!”

You try to defend yourself, “I told you I was fine!”

“You said you we’re having a bad day! I had to come make sure everything was alright and you know that.”

You huffed. You indeed did know that. You know he hates not taking care of you. “But I was just-“

Han suddenly pressed two fingers to your clit harshly and you yelped at the aggressive and sudden contact to your most intense spot. He gives you two rough circles, enough to elicit a whine from you, but then he pinches. You scream again. “I don’t know what to do with you.” He releases your clit in favor of pinching the bridge of his nose, seemingly in actual agony.

"Well, I'm here. And your bad day was because you were horny for me. So, what does my little slut want?"

You pouted at the name, trying to not show how happy you were that he was finally getting to the reason you were upset to begin with. "I'm not a slut..."

"Fine. My princess?"

"Better." You wiggled around at the cute name as you tried to come up with what you wanted. It was hard to pinpoint because you really want all of him everywhere all at the same time. Anything he does is magic and just having him standing in front of you naked and getting harder is already doing things to you. "Could I be in charge tonight?"

"Oh, you want to be in charge?" You nodded your head excitedly. He looked up, thinking about that choice in a very obvious way, "Nope. You made me leave the set early, so I'm gonna fill you up. You're going to be so stuffed full of my cum that you'll definitely be carrying my baby after tonight."

Your jaw dropped as he approached the foot of your shared bed. He's always cum inside because you're on birth control, but he's never mentioned wanting to get you pregnant, "Wait, Han. I can't get pregnant."

"You will be when I'm done with you." He climbed onto the bed on his knees. You instinctively wrap your legs around his slim torso, your body already defying what your words are trying to say.

"No I'm on birth control. You know that."

"It's not one hundred percent effective. And I want you to have my kids, so what better time to try than now?"

Flabbergasted. That's how you felt. What is he talking about? Is he serious? He's in the midst of his contract with JYP. He can't get you pregnant now! You didn't even know if you wanted kids. "Baby!"

He placed one finger in your swollen cunt and placed his thumb firmly on your clit to start the party started despite your protests.

"H-h-hannie! OH god!" You panted at the glorious feeling of his deft fingers doing their thing, "You want me to get pregnant?"

As he continued toying with your needy pussy with one hand, he added part of his attention to your questioning mouth. His fingers rested on your chin as he guided his thumb to your mouth and you sucked on them.

"Finally. Peace." He groaned at the way you lolled your tongue around his digit and looked nervously at him, "I don't know about right now, but if you want kids I will gladly get you pregnant. You would look so hot carrying my daughter. I love the idea of our combined love creating new life."

You couldn't speak, but you could feel your eyes watering from his sweet words. He wanted to fill you and he wanted to seem like such a badass, but sometimes you bring out the sentimental side of him and he's so precious when he tells you what he sees in his future.

So, you let him have his way. After only two fingers had played with your pussy he fully filled you with his eager and angry red cock. His dick is not something to be trifled with, usually easing you into an orgasm with three fingers to get you prepared, so two for only a short time was not nearly enough.

You screamed out at him in surprise, still in awe of his sweetness only moments ago. You're officially folded in half with your own knees crushing your tits and still stuffed full of his thumb that was nearly gagging you. You squirmed at the sudden fullness as he sighed in relief. You couldn't tell if he was actually pissed or just playing the part; not that it really mattered.

After ten or so seconds of you heaving after you screamed on his hand, he started rocking back and forth even if you weren't totally out of the pain zone. You didn't fully notice, as you were still trying to not gag on his digit that he forgot in your throat.

His other hand was gripping on your hip with so much force to compliment the long strokes he took in your overwhelmed cunt. But quickly, the constant pains became overwhelming pressure that turned into pleasure. You squeezed down on him and that's when he realized you were really ready for him to go all out.

He pulled his thumb off your tongue and instead insisted on squeezing your windpipe. You were relieved to have your mouth free, but it still led to you having restricted airflow. You were scared to cry out, afraid that he would squeeze harder to keep you muffled. So instead, you started rocking your eager hips into his own.

"You love when I'm a little rough don't you? I knew you liked our toy collection when you were upset, but all you needed was to miss me and now you're begging for my cock with your hips? Say something. I dare ya."

You shook your head side to side, knowing it was a trap.

"Good girl."

And that was enough to throw you over your edge and as you let out a disgruntled cry he came inside. "Don't go anywhere babe. I told you I'm filling you up tonight. This baby is mine." He slapped your leaking cunt as he hopped off the bed and went to the closet to grab your toy box.

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niragisimp · 6 months

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The Pain Before (Niragi x Reader) Part 15

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The players ran throughout the hotel, all trying to get down to the lobby as quickly as possible. The thought ran through Niragi's mind for moments on end, but in the end, he decided against going back for you. You would be far safer in his room, tucked away where no one would dare to enter. Especially in a game such as this.

The crowd gathered around the girl crying out for her lost friend, and it only took a moment of Niragi stirring the pot for everyone to turn against each other. This was more than perfect; the prime time and conditions to finally make those pathetic excuses for "friends" that you have pay for what they put you through.

For some reason or another, Niragi couldn't help but find joy in firing off rapidly into the crowd. His laugh echoed throughout the halls, the various shots of gunfire beginning once Aguni gave the order to find the Witch.

The thought had occurred to Niragi more than once when he began firing, what he would've done to his bully, your brother, Haru, if he had gotten the chance in Borderlands. But you took care of that all on your own, it seemed. He recalled the night he demanded you meet him on the rooftop, the night he humiliated you. He still wasn't sure why he did what he did. Maybe he wanted some form of payback for having the live through the torment of that bullying. Maybe he just wanted to see if you were anything like your brother.

But you weren't. You were just another victim all the same, just as Niragi was. But Niragi refused to be a victim any longer, and he was going to be taking you with him on that path; whether you wanted to or not. As the militants began chasing after the other players, Niragi felt a certain kind of bliss in knowing he could do as he pleased, all the while you were safe and secure. He was certain you weren't the Witch, how could you be? He had eyes on you almost every moment of the day, even if they were the eyes of a snake.

You groaned and shook in your sleep, the sweat from your brow dripping down onto the pillow as you tossed in your turmoil.

The fires raged on, the screams of your parents hollowing throughout the street as you watched on, the police holding people back as the firemen tried desperately to extinguish the flames. The fire was a lot bigger than you expected it to be, but as long as it got the job done. That man would never lay a single finger on you, ever again.

The police questioned you over and over again.

"How did the fire start," was the main concern of theirs. You could've told them the truth, but where would that have gotten you? Locked away somewhere, probably in an asylum or prison for at least the next twenty years or so. The smell of gasoline wasn't as prominent on your hands anymore, at least. Everyone in the area smelled of it, so why would it seem suspicious that it was on you?

Haru beat on your door over and over again, telling various profanities and slurs, nearly breaking the door at one point or another. You were huddled up in the closet, shaking as you held your knees to your chest. You cried silently to yourself as Haru screamed drunkenly.

Looking at your phone, you scrolled through the limited contacts that you had. Your mother, father, Haru, and a few distant relatives. You contemplated calling your aunt who housed you for a while, but you knew she was tired of dealing with a child that wasn't her own. You leaned your head back on the closet wall as you pursed your lips together, trying not to make a sound as you covered your ears, sick and tired of being harassed and violated by the one person who was supposed to protect you from harm.

The thought was a sudden one, almost like a foreign voice looming over in your mind. "Wouldn't it be nice if all this stopped?" You shook your head, trying to get rid of the voice that lingered ever persistently.

"You can make it stop. All of it."

You froze at the thought, telling yourself it wasn't a thought worth lingering. All you had to do was save up enough money to move out, and then you would be free of this, or so you had hoped. "But would that really stop that monster from finding another victim?" Your eyes opened slowly. Oddly, you never felt as calm before than in that moment. You wiped the tears from your face and simply waited for the beating outside of your door to stop.

It didn't take long for Haru to pass out drunk in his room. You grabbed the rope, tying it around the handle of the doorknob, securing it to your own. You gave it a good tug, and it didn't budge. "Good." The smell of gasoline filled your nostrils, but you knew to only do enough near the outlets for it to start and spread, the rest would surely take care of itself. Once the lighter dropped, the eruption of flames made you stumble backward, the heat blaring in your face. The heat captured your attention as you waited patiently. "But shouldn't I be panicking? Maybe even regretful?" "No."

Your eyes sprung open as you sat up hurriedly, your heart beating fast as you felt a droplet of sweat run down your neck. You glanced around the familiar room, an odd sense of calm washing over you, only to be disrupted by the sound of gunshots in the distance. Swinging your legs over the edge of the bed, you carefully made your way to the door, pressing your ear to the wood. Various screams and gunshots were all that could be heard. Out of the corner of your eyes, it called to you. Turning back, you focused in on the small television flickering on and off, your eyes going wide as the reality hit you; the Ten of Hearts had officially begun.

Pushing every anxious thought to the back of your mind, you pushed through the door leading to the hallway, leaving Niragi's room behind you. Making your way carefully through the mostly empty halls, you found yourself in the lobby, picking up a phone and letting it scan your face. You briefly glanced at the girl lying in the middle of the floor, pausing briefly at the knife in her chest. Your head whipped towards the sound of dangerously familiar laughter followed by gunshots, the sound of bodies dropping echoing through the halls. "Niragi..."

It wasn't long before you saw his face, and your eyes met almost instantly. "Y/N, there you are! I thought you'd wait in the room!" Niragi had a grin you couldn't quite place on his lips, and for the first time, you felt an odd sense of panic as you looked at him. "... Niragi... What's going on...?" You barely got the words out before his laughter erupted, making you jump slightly.

"Isn't it great, Y/N? I never would've dreamed the Ten of Hearts would be this much fun!" You took a step back before you even realized it, but Niragi noticed plenty. He moved his gun to the side, walking towards you with a confused look on his face. "Hey, what's wrong? I'll clear the game for us, you go back to the room." You couldn't do much else but look at him, almost as if trying to recognize him.

Niragi could sense the change in your eyes when you looked at him, tilting his head a bit, "What's that look for?"

His hand gently reached out, trying to tilt your face up to look at him properly when you stepped back suddenly, and Niragi then realized where he had seen that look before. His eyes went wide a bit, "No, no, no..." Echoed through his mind as his memories came to him.

The pouring rain as you ran into him in the alley, Haru just moments behind you. The fear, the reaction, it was all the same. The sight of you on the floor in the hallway in Niragi's shirt, looking helpless and scared as he mocked you and threw you to the side. The look on your face mirrored it all. Niragi quickly reached out, his hand barely brushing against your swim cover, "Wait!"

Feeling your heart start to race, you turned and ran in the opposite direction, your feet moving before you could comprehend what Niragi was even trying to say. You bolted up the stairs, hoping the floors above would prove to be safer. After several floors, you slammed into someone rounding the corner, stumbling backward and picking yourself back up hurriedly, fists raised in defense. You paused for a moment at the white jacket, your stance softening slightly.

"Y/N...?"

Chishiya couldn't believe his luck; finding you here like this so quickly. Without waiting for your response, he quickly pulled you into a tight hug, surprising you both. "... I'm glad you're okay." He swallowed the lump in his throat, his hand never leaving your arm as he pulled away, not bothering to look at the shocked look on your face. He pulled you along hurriedly, "Come on, quickly." He didn't wait for your answer as he tugged you along, keeping you close as he silently maneuvered through the halls, stepping over the littered dead bodies in his path.

Chishiya looked ahead, his eyes narrowing as he listened carefully, not realizing his hand had slid down to yours. He quickly crossed the hallway, pulling you into a room he knew hadn't been used in weeks. Closing the door firmly behind you, he finally dropped your hand and turned to you, "Are you alright?"

He tried not to let his shock show as you buried your face in his chest, hugging him tightly, your body nearly shaking. He awkwardly positioned his arms around your back, "... Stay here until I come back to find you, okay?" You forced yourself to pull away, wiping away tears you didn't realize had been falling. You nodded your head in understanding, sitting on the edge of the bed in the room.

With one last look, Chishiya turned and left the room, pulling the door firmly closed behind him. "I'll be back before you know it." He murmured to her through the door, knowing she probably couldn't hear it anyway. He pulled his hood up over his head, shoving his hands in his pockets. It was there when he felt them, nearly forgetting they were even there. Thirty-nine cards glided across his fingertips as he walked forward silently, for once having an odd sense of purpose in this excuse for a world.

The door ripped from the hinges, falling to the floor with a loud echoing thud. Niragi's eyes narrowed as he stepped in quickly, his boot overlapping his kick imprint on the wood. "Shit." You were gone. He rummaged through the room, checking the bathroom and closet, nearly screaming in anger when he couldn't find you. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He yelled, throwing the desk chair across the room. The smoke from the basement was already reaching the higher floors of the hotel through the vents, and Niragi could feel himself running out of time.

He ran his hands through his hair, pacing back and forth in his room, his gun dangling from his shoulder. "Where is she? Where is she? Where is she?!" Niragi could've sworn he saw you walk past the room, bolting out and looking both ways down the hallway, his heartbeat starting to become rampant as he found nothing, no one in sight. He paced in the hallway, cursing himself for not going after you earlier.

Niragi just watched as you gave him that look, the look that mirrored your horror when he first met you, running from your stepbrother. He couldn't move his body to go after you as you ran from him, his feet frozen in the ground before he could think to react. The only thing on his mind now was finding you, and ensuring your safety. Niragi ran through the halls, his mind trying to form some plan of action as he stepped over the various bodies that were littering the halls.

He checked your room, the cafeteria, and even Kuina and Chishiya's separate rooms. The smoke was thickening through the halls, Niragi coughing in response. He cursed to himself, running towards the fire exit. He started making his way down until he stopped, turning and bolting up the stairs. The roof. He would be able to see you from the roof if you made it outside.

Pushing the door open, he hurriedly stepped out onto the roof, ignoring the various sounds of screaming from below. He grabbed his rifle, looking down through the scope to see if you were out already. His shoulders tensed when he heard the voice he loathed the most in the world.

"Looking for someone?"

Niragi turned his head, immediately turning the safety off his rifle, holding the grip of his gun firmly in his hand. Niragi's tongue traced his teeth in irritation, barely glancing at Chishiya.

"... Where is she?"

Chishiya stood there, his hands lingering in his pockets. "Not sure who you mean."

Niragi's voice boomed, "You know damn well who I'm talking about! Where the fuck is she?!"

Chishiya merely smirked, "Oh - You mean Y/N?"

Niragi pointed his rifle at him, taking a heavy step forward, his finger resting on the trigger.

Chishiya just shrugged his shoulders, "You'll never find her if you kill me."

He scoffed, nearly rolling his eyes, "Stop acting like you're fucking better than me. Did you really think she would pick you over me?" Chishiya stood there silently for a moment, not letting anything show on his face. But the truth was, he never thought about it. He just assumed it would all go according to plan, even if he had to adjust a few things he didn't account for.

"She belongs to me." Niragi held up his gun, ignoring the sight on the scope, smirking as he saw Chishiya react for once to his words. He lowered his hood, his face a mild scowl, "She doesn't belong to anyone." Niragi smirked, proud he finally found something that would irritate Chishiya as much as Chishiya irritated him.

"Is that why she's covered in my marks? Because she doesn't belong to me?" Niragi chuckled lowly, his eyes darting to the sudden movement of Chishiya's hands in his pockets, his full attention darting up as cards rained down, a sudden heat lashing out from a plastic water gun.

You couldn't help the burning sensation in your throat, the smoke leaking out from the vents. You thought about it carefully, coughing into your elbow, your eyes mildly burning from the fumes. Leaving the room, you left a note in case Chishiya happened to come back to look for you, telling him you were leaving. The gunshots had died down severely from earlier, so you figured it would be rather easy to get to someplace safer, even if the game hadn't been cleared yet.

Your attention turned to the window in the hall, looking down at the huge bonfire that reeked of human flesh as bodies were piled on top of bodies. You shuddered at the smell and sight, hurriedly making your way downstairs. You were just above the lobby floor when you glanced down at the lobby, staying tucked away behind the corner as you watched on. There was a young man in white, yelling at Aguni with a probably broken nose.

Scanning the crowd, your eyes found Kuina, but no Chishiya or Niragi. You thought about it worriedly for a moment, wondering if either went back to look for you. Your mind wandered to Niragi, wondering if he was safe, regardless of how much he reminded you of Haru in that brief moment, part of you understood. To be the one dealing harm instead of taking it was always a thought in the back of your mind as well.

Blinking rapidly, you pulled yourself out of your thoughts as a small group of people lifted the girl who had been stabbed, carrying her body over to the large fire burning outside. Within moments, the smoke from the basement and outside seemed to spark violently, the rooms starting to burn and decay around everyone. You quickly ran down the stairs, getting out of the building as the game clear announcement echoed through the empty halls.

You looked around hurriedly, ignoring the various shoves and pushes that came as others ran past you. Your eyes searched, your heart starting to beat loudly as fewer and fewer people started emerging from the building. Just as the panic started to build, you felt a hand on your arm, tugging you forcefully away from the burning building. You looked up, to see a focused Kuina pulling you along with her.

"Chishiya, I found her!' Your eyes looked around, steadying once you found white. "Chishiya...?"

He lightly jogged up to you both, his hands tucked away in his pockets. "Glad to see you made it out," he murmured, his face hiding away his emotions.

"Where's Niragi?"

Your voice was a bit hoarse from the smoke, but you figured if anyone would know, it would be Chishiya, the man who always has an eye on one thing or another.

Kuina looked from you to Chishiya, almost like she was trying to study Chishiya for a moment before turning away, her hand still firmly on your arm, almost in a consoling way. Chishiya's lips parted for a moment as he seemed to think, "... I would figure if he isn't already out here, then..."

You felt your heart drop to your stomach, your throat going dry as your eyes went blurry. "Wh... What...?"

Kuina's hand lightly squeezed your arm, keeping herself planted by your side as she gave you a sympathetic look from the corner of her eyes. She could relate to losing a loved one, even if they were a terrible person.

The three of you watched as the Beach burned, lighting up the sky brightly. Your hand was lodged securely in Kuina's, her thumb softly stroking the backside of your hand. You couldn't tear your eyes away from the fire, looking at every discreet movement, every flame that lashed out a bit too far. The words echoing around you didn't make it to your ears, the only thing you could hear was your heartbeat and the overwhelming voice in your head asking you the same question over and over again, "Why didn't you try harder?"

As the dawn rose above the horizon, the last three standing on the hill decided to move on. Kuina kept herself at your left, with Chishiya mirroring her on the right of you. His fingers briefly brushed against yours, grabbing your attention. "... Are you ready?"

His voice was oddly soft, making Kuina's shoulders tense, sparing him a quick glance as you answered, your voice still hoarse. "Y-yeah... I'm ready..." You wiped your face, the tears streaking the ash that gently coated part of your cheeks.

Kuina couldn't help but linger for a moment on Chishiya as you and him started walking forward. She narrowed her eyes for only a second, her hand clenching into a fist briefly, angry at Chishiya but proud of herself for finally figuring out his body language. He knew where Niragi was, and if he was alive or not.

A loud groan echoed through the rubble of the Beach, various burnt boards moving to the side as he groggily stood up, the pain shooting through every fiber of his being. His eyes opened, his vision mildly blurred by the popped blood vessels in them. He looked around, groaning with each step he took, the agony almost making him forget what he was looking for.

Niragi looked up at the rising dawn, his body burning, pain shooting across every bone and muscle. "Y/N... Y/N?!" He screamed out, his eyes casting over the rubble, looking for any sign of you. He grabbed at his side, the raw flesh stinging with every movement. "I'm coming, Y/N... I'm... coming..." He said groggily, limping out of the rubble, dragging himself forward, only one goal on his mind; to find and protect his world.

AN: Thank you so much for reading this far! I appreciate every single repost, comment and like that have kept me going this year. This is the end of "The Pain Before", which captures season one. The aftermath will follow shortly! Please continue with your support, and please look forward to "The Mending After", part two!

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