Hear Me Out human!Mituna x Reader Part 2

You woke to a blinding light and faint noises. “When ith the going two wake up, Dad? It’th been four yearth now...” Your eyes fluttered open to a thirteen year old Captor standing over you. “(Name)...?” Sollux rushed over to your body, wrapping you in a tight hug. You throat hurt and your muscles ached.

The shock on the doctor's’ and nurse’s faces were amusing, and you laughed a bit, feeling uncomfortable. You started to cough, then laid back down, your head throbbing. “H-hi honey bee...” You struggled to say. A nurses brought you a glass of water and you greedily choked it down. You nodded you thanks.

“Where’s Mituna?” You ask, your eyes searching the small room. “(Name)... He’th.... Well...” Mr. Captor’s eyes filled with tears and you were expecting the worst. “He’th not the thame... anymore... he hit hith head pretty badly and lotht motht of hith memory, but he’th been getting it back.” You felt relief wash over you, then turn into dread. “I’m fired, aren’t I...?” You mumbled, looking down. Mr. Captor gave you a confused look. “Why would you bee, darling?”

“Because I kissed Mituna and then cried myself to sleep on the floor of my secret tree house and then he found me and then I was sleeping in his lap and then we were driving home and he said he loved me and and and...” You took a deep breath, flushing red. “And it’s my fault that your son is mentally ill now....” Tears stung your eyes, rolling down your cheeks.

“Aw, don’t cry (Name)!!” A perky voice on the other side of the bed tried to cheer you up. “N-Nepeta? What are you doing here, kitty?” You hiccuped, glancing at her hand that was intertwined with Sollux’s. You raised an eyebrow at him, before closing your eyes. “(Name), it wathn’t your fault. There wath a drunk driver, he thmathed into your car. And jutht because you have feelingth for my thon doethn’t mean that i’ll fire you for it. You can’t help who you fall in love with...”

A tear rolled down his cheek at the thought of his ex-husband who had died a couple years ago. You frowned, wanting to hug him but being restricted by the cords hooked up to you. You glanced down at your body, suddenly realizing you looked different. “Was I... in a coma?” You asked, lifting up your shirt slightly to see a large pink scar running diagonally across your stomach. They all nodded. Doctors passed, giving you food and water occasionally. “How long?” You already knew the answer, they said it before.

“Four yearth...” His frown deepened. “The doctorth wanted two pull the plug, we were tho thcared you might not wake up...” The funny thing was, the Captors were here and your parents were nowhere in sight. “W-where are mummy and daddy?” You looked around frantically. Sollux leaned up against your bed. “They’re gone, (Name)... They have been for awhile...” He took your hand and rubbed circles with his thumb.

“I’m thorry.” You softly yanked your hand from his and curled up in a ball as best as you could without pulling any wires. Your body shook as you cried. Meulin, your best ‘furrend’, tried to get you to stop crying, but it was no use. She sat on the bed and ran her fingers through your long, (h/c) hair. “Shhh, (Name), it’ll all be alright.” She soothed you, hugging you tightly. The rest of the Captors had left, leaving only you, Meulin, and Nepeta. Doctors had came in a removed all the wires but left earlier as well.

“Listen, (Name), it’ll all be okay, we’ll get furroo this, togefur!” Nepeta crawled into your lap. You sniffled. “Yeah, I guess so, thank you for staying with me.” You pushed the blanket down, revealing the hospital dress. “Here.” Nepeta hands you a bag full of clothes. “I didn’t exactly know your size when I packed it, but mew and Meulin used to wear the same size, I furrigured you did now too...”

Her stuffed, fleece tail hung from her belt loop, swinging slightly as she moved. “Thanks, Nep.” You stood, legs wobbly. The doctors had said you acted like you were awake, walking, eating, exercising, and other things... but due to an injury to your head, you were unresponsive to certain things, like speech.

“Meulin.... I want to go home.” You walked out wearing a tight fitting black tee and a pair of black leggings, with a pair of green flats and a green skirt that hugged your thighs. Your hair hung in loose curls down your back, stopping at the hem of your pants. Freckles dotted your cheeks and nose, standing out against your pale skin. Meulin purred, pouncing on you before tugging you out the door.

“Mr. Capturr already signed your papurrs, so we can just leave.” Nepeta bounded after you, latching herself to her sister’s waist. “Meulin!! Pawlux!!” Your deaf best friend didn’t hear her sister’s complaining as she pulled you out the hospital door and into her car. “Onward to ‘Tuna!” She giggled and put the key in the ignition, speeding to Mituna’s house. Your palms were clammy and your pulse was racing. You knocked softly, half-hoping no one would answer.

“I’ll get it!!” A yell then a crash came from inside. “Ow...” You immediately opened the door to see Mituna’s rump in the air as he dangled from the couch. “(Name)?” A helmet was placed securely on his head, flattening his hair to his face. At least he remembered you... You hurried over to him and helped him into an upright position on the cushion. “Yeah, it’s me...” He twisted suddenly and hugged you, burying his face in your bosom.

“Mituna, stop.” You felt uncomfortable, breaking out of his tight grasp. “B-but... (Name)...” A tear rolled down his cheek. “D-don’t cry, ‘Tuna!” You shushed him and walked around the couch, sitting next to him. “Just... shut up and tell me you love me again.” Now it was your turn to cry, you clutched onto him, your arms wrapped around his shoulders and your face resting in the crook of his neck. “God, (Name), I love you tho much... and I will never loothe you... not again... not ever... not even for two minuteth.”

He hiccuped, laughing uneasily at his attempt at a joke. You were practically in his lap when you heard Sollux come out of his room and yelp when Nepeta pounced on him. “Thit!” He yelled, hitting his head on the ground. “Pawlux!” Nepeta squealed, helping him up. “Eheheheh, hey Nep, uh, let’th give them thome thpace...” He glanced over at your shaking form. She just nodded and pulled him into his room.

Meulin came up behind you, leaning against your back. “I think i’m just going to take a cat nap.” She yawned and fell asleep before you could reply. “(Name)...” Mituna’s soft voice made you glance up. “Latula and I aren’t twogether anymore... there’th nothing keeping uth apart...” Your pulse jumped.

“Dammit ‘Tuna, I fucking love you and have since I laid eyes on you.” He smiled weakly, tugging his helmet off. “I love you two, (Name)... Will you bee my girlfriend?” You nodded, hugging him tightly. He tilted your chin up and kissed you softly before yawning and shifting into a more comfortable position with you still on his lap. “Goodnight, honey bee.” He used Sollux’s nickname. “Goodnight, ‘Tuna...”

Sure, he was older, taller, more muscle defined, his voice was deeper, and he wasn’t some little kid... But he was still your ‘Tuna, he still had the lisp that made you melt, the ginger curls that made your heart stutter, those freckles that made you blush, and the personality you learned to love. Parts of him may be gone or missing, but your still loved him, and he still loved you and your four year older body.

Some things happen for a reason, and this was definitely one of them. You were out for a long time, and everything seemed to fall into place around you. Sure you lost your parents, but you gained a new family, sure you had a long scar across your stomach, but Mituna had it worse. You had to stick by him now more than ever, not like you would want to leave anyway. You would always be his crutch, the one to lean onto when things didn’t go the right way. You were his honey bee, and he was your ‘Tuna.

“I heard you out, Tuna... and I will from now on.” You whispered, falling asleep against his chest.