Ghirahim X Reader- I'm not evil (part 15)

"L-Link?" You said, voice shaking. He looked up at you, his cerulean eyes gazing hard into your (E/C) eyes.

"I-I came here to find you... Y/N..." he breathed out, and you gasped.

"You came for me? Y-you really..." Link cut you off by putting a hand on your cheek. "I-I'm so glad you're ali-"

He gasped and his hand fell. Then you saw his wounds. There were two long gashes across his chest and leg. His face was littered with scars and bruises, and his tunic was a bloody mess. "Link! Hang on... I'll save you..." you said, and pulled his limp body over yours.

You carried him, each step agonizing, but you didn't dare to give up. Demion led the way as you took shaky steps towards Ghirahim's castle.

You were almost there... And you felt exhasutesd. Mustering all the strength you had, you pushed opened the door and staggered inside.

"Ghirahim! Help me!" You desperately yelled, and soon you saw the familiar pattern of diamonds.

(Ghirahim's P.O.V)

"Ghirahim! Help me!" I heard Y/N yell, and I quickly teleported to where she was. "Wha-" I was gonna ask, but I shut my mouth as I saw Y/N.

Her clothes were bloody but that's not what bothered me. Oh, not at all. It was the thing that she was carrying.

The ugly hat and messy hair. Skirt-like attire and sick shade of green.

Link.

"Ghirahim... Please...help..." Y/N'/ voice brought me to reality. With an annoyed sigh, I snapped my fingers and teleported Link to the closest room I can get to- which happened to be Y/N's room. I laid him down on the ripped bed and turned towards Y/N.

"I believe you have some explaining to do." I said to her, frowning, and she nervously chuckled. Then she explained everything. "Please, Ghirahim. Link is a very important person to me. Do me a favor and at least let me heal him." Y/N finished

with pleading eyes, and I sighed yet again. I felt something burn inside as I heard Y/N say that. I looked down at the ugly knight- wannabe (Link) and then at Y/N. What was so special about him? Why does he gets the attention?

"Ghirahim, why not? What has he done to you?" she demanded, and I was about to answer. Oh, I have a whole list of things that he's done to me! Then I stopped myself. I can't tell her... "Ghirahim?" Y/N demanded again.

Did I really have a choice?

(Your P.O.V)

You waited desperately as Ghirahim thought about it. He was taking too much time! Link'll bleed to death soon! You couldn't let that happen to him... Not after knowing he came looking for you. You looked at Ghirahim with pleading eyes, and he finally opened his mouth.

"Fine.." he mumbled, and you sighed, relieved. "Thank you, thank you!" You said, squeezing Ghirahim and then quickly pulling away. Both of you turned red, and you quickly asked Ghirahim for a red potion to avoid the awkwardness.

Ghirahim snapped his fingers and a bottle of red potion and some bandages appeared. After carefully pealing of his tunic, you hastily wrapped the bandages around Link's chest. Then you did the same to his leg. Link grunted and yelped whenever you touched his scar, but you knew he was unconscious.

Then you removed the cork from the potion bottle with a pop. Carefully but steadily, you spooned the glowing liquid into Link's mouth. Soon, Link's grunts and yelps died down as he had fallen into deep slumber. You let out a relieved sigh and wiped your sweaty hands on your black tights.

"You might want to go change. Here are some clothes for you." Ghirahim said, and he handed you a bundle of clean clothes. "Thank you so much." you gratefully smiled at Ghirahim and added, "You can go do your buisness now. I think it's better to leave Link alone for a while." Ghirahim just nodded and left with no other words. He seemed...Angry? Anxious?

(Ghirahim's P.O.V)

I had a massive headache. If that green little rat woke up, surely Y/N will know... the truth. And then she'll leave me.

She will leave me.

"Isn't that a good thing?" I asked myself aloud. It should be a good thing. Now I will have peace once again after she's gone.

But then... Why do I feel something so wrong?