Are you OK? - Keiji Shinogi & Reader Oneshot
CHARACTER RELATIONSHIPS: Keiji Shinogi & reader, Keiji Shinogi x reader
TAGS: Comfort, Hurt / Comfort, Hugs
Warnings: Panik attack, mentions of death
Summary: After Mishima's death, Keiji is there to comfort you
Word Count: 727
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Shit.
He was dead.
Professor Mishima was dead.
The whole world went mute.
You retained a gag, trying not to puke on the spot.
Why did this happen? Was this supposed to happen? Maybe it was just a horrible mistake, or a trick of some sort, maybe… Maybe he was alive, maybe he didn't die, maybe everything was alright and this was just a sick joke, maybe…
The truth hit you a second time, the nauseating smell of burnt meat stuck in your nose. You heard someone screaming, although you were far too in shock to distinguish who it was.
I have to run.
I have to get away.
The door was open, and without a second thought, you ran out of there, not wanting to turn back, not daring to look at anyone ever again fearing to see another set of dead eyes.
Not aware of where exactly where you going aside from just "away", your feet took you to the bar. Good enough as any place to try to not have a fucking panic attack, although maybe you were a bit late for that already. Almost falling trying to sit on a stool, head resting on your hands, you attempted to control your breathing.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Breathe in… Fuck
A couple of tears made their way down your cheek, your inner emotional wall was completely destroyed. Head falling on your arms, you're unable to control yourself at this point. The sound of your sobs and desperate gasps for air fill the quiet room.
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The sound of steps woke you up. Had you fallen asleep? Fuck, you were not ready for this, your whole body tensed up as the steps approached, you really didn't want to see anyone, all you just wanted was to hide and never be found again, fuck, fuck, the steps were almost here, think, hide, do something you pathetic human being!
All you could do was bury your face in your crossed arms even more.
"You're here"
A mildly familiar voice, you recognized as the blonde policeman, what did he want?
Keiji sat on the stool next to you.
You both sat in silence, your face still hidden in your arms, not wanting to look up nor talk to him, but still finding him a little bit comforting, even if it was just his presence.
Minutes passed in silence, neither of you saying a single word, but it wasn't necessary, the air of the room felt as cozy as the recent events allowed it to be.
Suddenly, you felt a hand patting your head.
It felt… Nice
"Wanna talk about it?"
The sound of his lazy voice was oddly relaxing, so you turned your head just a bit, letting him catch a glimpse of your still slightly swelled face.
His gaze examined you with a soft expression, you looked back at him, not wanting to let this rare moment of comfort within this torture end yet, needing this just a little longer.
Keiji didn't pressure you to talk, he just continued gently patting your head.
"I…"
Your voice sounded raspy and you immediately regretted talking when you saw his face, but for some reason, you wanted to tell him… What exactly? He could already see how much it had affected you. The regret grew even more.
"I didn't want this to happen"
Was this the best you could muster?
He looked at you, and a glimpse of relief flashed through him. Maybe because he didn't expect you to talk? You weren't sure
"I know"
He said softly
The comfortable silence grew once more, you closed your eyes, letting him play a bit with your hair.
Minutes passed, but after what felt like seconds he spoke again, this time with a more shy-sounding voice, like he was unsure of how he should say it.
"Want… a hug?"
You opened your eyes, he wasn't facing you, but you saw the slight frown on his eyebrows, like he was scolding himself internally for saying it.
"I'd like to"
His gaze went back to you, visibly taken aback by you accepting his offer. He didn't seem annoyed by it.
You got up with your still mildly trembling limbs, and almost threw yourself at him, both of you surprised at how much you needed this hug.
Maybe, you thought, he needed it too.
