Ghost Sabito - Blog Posts

Better Ruined ten Times

Word Count: 929. 

Genre: Fluff 

“Oh?” He drawled, clearly amused. 

You huffed in exasperation while beads of sweat stuck to your skin. Your hands held the wooden sword directly in front of you with an iron grip, knuckles turning white from the pressure. 

“I’m surprised you’re able to withstand a direct hit like this.” He praised half-heartedly. 

“You underestimate me, Sabito.” You replied with a smirk, putting venom into his very name.

He hummed before pushing forward, harder onto the blade, making your eyes widen. In a split second you felt your feet get knocked out from beneath you, resulting in you loosing balance and falling backwards. You landed on the ground in a hard thump, dropping your sword beside you. 

You felt a point lightly press into your chest as your eyes averted upwards. “You’re getting too cocky again.” He spoke placidly. 

Your eyes narrowed as you scanned over his mask with wavering determination. Your bones aching as you let out an annoyed groan. “Do we have to keep doing this?” 

“Do you want to be knocked off your feet mid-battle?” He asked matter of factly, although more a statement. “Better ruined ten times than once dead.”

You tilted your head to the side, trying to think up his current expression. You could picture his pale lavender cat-like eyes narrowed slightly, a neutral expression on his face. 

The blade pressed a little harder against your chest, once again reminding you of your current position. You brought your hand up and lightly pushed it away before getting to your feet once more. 

“Fine, fine.. whatever you say, dad.” You taunted with a smirk.

He tilted his head to the side before quickly and rather roughly delivering a flick to your forehead. Letting out a yelp and a small string of curses you placed both hands over the newly inflicted pain in your head. 

“You never learn, do you Y/N?” He let out a small chuckle, placing his hand on your head and ruffling your hair. 

“Sabittooo!” You whined, trying to fix your now frazzled hair. 

“I know you love me.” He teased before turning away from you. 

You peered at him from the corner of your eye, contemplating your next move. You swiftly jumped up from your spot, wrapping your arms around Sabito’s neck causing him to let out a surprised grunt. 

“Wh- Y/N!”

Tackling him to the ground you sat proudly on his back, grinning wildly. Shaking your head, you reached down and softly moved the red strap of Sabito’s mask. Hesitating for a second and looking at the eyes of the mask as if for consent. 

“Why do you still hesitate?” He asked in a voice not above a mere whisper. 

You huff. “Because I respect you and your wishes.” 

You hear him chuckle. “This position isn’t a very good example of your respect for me.”

Slipping off his back and sitting on your knees beside him, you watched him push himself into a sitting position. He crossed his legs, reaching his hands up to mettle with his mask for a moment. Then, it dropped to his neck in a stolid motion, nestled against the crook of his neck. 

You scanned his pale eyes with newfound admiration before speaking. “I love you so much better without that thing.”

“So you’ve said before.” He replied, reaching his hands behind his neck. 

You watched him with content and curiosity flashing on your features. The mask suddenly fell into his lap as his hands returned to your view. Reaching out, you lightly took the mask, turning it over in your hands.  You looked to him once more before raising the mask to your neck, attempting to tie the red strings in a knot behind you.  

Closing your eyes in concentration you fumbled with the strings, letting out a grunt of frustration. You then felt two soft hands set themselves upon yours, instantly causing your eyes to shoot open once more. 

Your gaze traveled up to the boy in front of you. He’d now been kneeling on his knees, his arms finding themselves closely around your head as he took the strings from you. His chest mere centimeters from your face, causing your cheeks to flush. 

“Just because I’m tying this, doesn’t mean I can’t see how embarrassed this is making you, you know.” Sabito spoke in a teasing manner. 

“I’m not embarrassed!” You replied hastily, crossing your arms in front of you, allowing him to finalize the knot. 

He leaned back as he adjusted his mask on you so that it sat at the side of your head; much like Makomo’s. Feeling happy with his work, he returned to his former position and studied you with his alluring eyes. 

“You look cute with my mask.” He commented nonchalantly. 

You smirked. “You should just give it to me then.” 

“Sorry, but that isn’t happening.” 

You let out an annoyed groan as you stood up, fixing your now disorderly clothing. You heard Sabito stand up beside you as well, the clanking of his wooden sword as he picked it up reached your ears. 

“Also, don’t think I haven’t forgot our training.” He spoke once more. 

“Oh yeah? Well..” You smirked, facing him as you slowly backed away. “You’ll have to catch me first!” 

He shook his head and chuckled. “You really shouldn’t give out such easy challenges.” 

He then took off after you with a content laugh. The both of you running in circles, hiding behind trees, and jumping over rocks having the times of your lives. If only moments like these could last forever..

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