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Heal My Heart

Matsu watched her silently, from his side of the couch, pretty surprised that she hadn't gone on a wild rage and broken everything in sight. That's what he would've done, if it had happened to him. "Deep breaths, Miku." He reminded her.
 
Miku nodded, breathing in and out peacefully. "If he ever calls me again, I will go over there and give him another nasty bruise and split lip." She threatened to no one, seeing as he was not in the room.
 
Matsu's eyes widened. "You punched him?" Miku didn't seem like it, but she was strong and could pack a strong punch. "He deserves it."
 
Miku nodded. "I did. I think he got pretty mad, but he deserved it. The split lip was because I blocked his blow." She said.
 
"He tried to punch you?" Matsu shook his head, partially in disbelief and partially to calm himself down. He had thought that Kevin would never, ever hurt a female, and he had. Or, well, he'd tried, anyways. "So...what about school tomorrow? Are you gonna go?" Matsu looked around his apartment. "My family isn't going to be back until next week, so you could stay the night if you want."
 
Miku sighed, leaning back on his couch, closing her eyes lightly. "He did, but I blocked it. As for school, if it means I have to see him again, gladly. If he wants to come up to me again, I will make sure that he understands I don't need him anymore." She said.
 
"That's the Miku I know." Matsu grinned, glad that he didn't have to worry about Miku trying to run back to her former boyfriend. "You hungry? Want to shower? Need anything?" He suggested, wanting to make her as comfortable as possible.
 
Miku nodded. "I am going to take a shower. I am still kind of wet." She said, grabbing a towel from his closet and walking into the bathroom.
 
Matsu nodded as she walked away to the bathroom, and spread himself out along the length of the sofa, exhausted. He wasn't able to get the groceries, and a drunk girl was in his apartment. Totally not part of the plan. Matsu grabbed the remote and flicked through the channels, trying to find something he wanted to watch.
 
Miku took a nice long shower, letting the warm water roll down her long thin blond hair. She pressed her head against the cool tile, her thought elsewhere. When she finished, she dried off and changed back into her clothes, placing the towel around her neck before opening the door and walking back out.
 
He moved his attention from the TV to Miku when she came out of the bathroom. Matsu ran his fingers through his hair, but didn't move from his position on the couch, where he was hogging all the space. "Feeling better yet?"
 
Miku smiled and sat on him. "Yeah, a bit. I think some food would help me relax more, but I don't want to be a burden." She said, smiling at him.
 
"Hey!" Matsu playfully pushed Miku off of him, grinning. "It's alright, we've got plenty of food here." He pulled her along into the kitchen, and opened up the refrigerator. It was empty, except for an apple in the corner and alcohol on the top shelf. "Just kidding, I didn't get to go shopping today." He looked at the bottles of alcohol, and shut the door. "And I don't think getting you any more drunk is a good idea."
 
Miku shook her head. "No it is not a good idea. That bottle didn't have light alcohol in it." She added, hicuping. She smiled. "Then go get the groceries, you need them."
 
"Yeah, I'll be back soon." Matsu headed to the door and grabbed his wallet. "Don't do anything too crazy while I'm gone." He headed back onto the streets, mind swimming with all the events that had just happened. It was no longer raining, but the ground was still wet, and puddles were everywhere. Upon entering the grocery store, he spotted the person he wanted to see the least at the moment. It was Kevin, in the flesh, standing in the snack aisle of the store. Matsu saw a girl approach Kevin and hang onto his arm, and Matsu turned around, disgusted. He just wanted to get his groceries and get the hell out of there.
 
Miku smiled and turned on the tv, taking out the alcohol she promised that she wouldn't drink. "Sorry Matsu." She said, downing the entire bottle. By the time she was done with them, her cheeks where even pinker and she had taken off her shirt. She was rolling on the floor like an idiot, saying she was a cat.
 
Matsu returned home to the sight of Miku rolling on the floor, saying something about cats, and topless. He was frozen in confusion for a moment, before he saw the empty bottle of alcohol on the floor. Groaning, Matsu berated himself. He had literally just shown her where the alcohol was in his house, and left her by herself. With the drinks. He left the bags of groceries on the floor, and rushed over to Miku, who smelled like cheap alcohol. "Miku." Matsu pinned the girl to the floor with his body, just in case she tried to escape. "I thought you said no drinking?"
 
Miku smiled, laughing histerically. "But shats no fun Matsuuuuuuuuuuu." She slurred, grinning at him. She smiled and looked at him. "Ohh, Matshuuu, making sthee moves on a shirl already. How shkacdalous." She said, her breath cascading over his face. She that was not the only bottle of alcohol she had drank.
 
"Miku, you're being unreasonable." He frowned, her breath smelt very strongly of alcohol, and she was being a hysterical mess. Matsu looked up to see that she had, in fact, downed all of the bottles in the fridge. "Seriously? All of them?" If Miku hadn't been extremely inebriated, Matsu would've been impressed with how much she had drank in such a short amount of time. "You're going to have a terrible hangover tomorrow."
 
Miku giggled, hiccupping again as she rolled away from him, hitting her head on the couch. She held her head and began to cry like a child, holding her head. "Wahhhh! MATSUUU." She cried, holding her head like it was splitting open.
 
"Oh lord help me." Matsu grimaced as the girl started to cry in an ear-splitting tone. "Shhhhh." He rubbed her head in the place where she had hit it against the couch, as well as stroking her half-wet, half-dry hair. "It's just a little bump."
 
Miku sniffled, pressing her face into his chest. She clutched onto him like a child, whining and crying. "IT HURRRTTSSS." She yelled above his words. She nuzzled into his chest, kicking her feet like a child.
 
"Oof." Matsu fell back, having been kicked straight in the nuts by Miku's flailing feet. It hurt like hell, and tears came to his eyes. He wasn't sure if he was trying to console his best friend or taking care of a child at the moment.
 
Miku fell with him, her chest pressed into her face. Since she was to preoccupied with her head ache, she didn't even notice that she was suffocating her best friend with her chest.
 
"Mmf-" Matsu struggled to breathe; his face was stuck in between Miku's breasts, which were surprisingly soft. Now, not only was his crotch hurting like hell, he was going to die of suffocation as well.
 

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