[Kamen Rider Ex-Aid] offer a shoulder to cry on

Titel: offer a shoulder to cry on
Fandom: Kamen Rider Ex-Aid
Pairing: Houjou Emu / Kujou Kiriya
Words: 340
Completed: 2019/03/12

Doctors were no miracle workers; none of them could function 24/7 a week, no matter how much they wished to. A fact the coroner had been painfully reminded of. The papers in front of him combined with an incoming headache and a concerning lack of coffee (seriously, why were they out of creamer again?) made the point all too clear.

Partly blaming his exhaustion and partly his own carelessness, Kiriya hadn’t noticed a certain pediatrician entering the room. Two arms tightly embraced Kiriya from behind, so much that the sheer force almost took him by surprise, and a head rested on the coroner’s left shoulder. It was faint, but Kiriya could clearly hear how hard his partner tried to suppress a cry.

What could have possibly shaken up his lover so much? Kiriya racked his brain and suddenly remembered the young girl, just about seven years old, who had been admitted for a few months already. She had been the cute little sunshine of the pediatric ward, beloved by nurses and doctors alike, Emu of course included. Really, no one would have thought twice about what cruel destiny was hiding behind that child’s smile.

A very cruel fate indeed.

So that’s what happened, huh?

Doctors, as much as they were idolized, were still human beings and at the end of the day not every single life could be saved.

Hiiro knew it.

Taiga knew it.

Kiriya knew it.

But above all, Emu knew it.

More than anyone else Emu was aware of this sad yet cruel truth, however knowledge alone didn’t ease the pain.

“Nah, Emu.”

Emu flinched; caught by surprise and brought back to reality he loosened his grip around Kiriya ever so lightly. “I’m sorry, I—“

“Was she smiling?”


“Was she smiling in the end?”

Words were caught in Emu’s throat, drowned by what was about to become another sob as tears forced its way to the surface.

“Uhn.” He nodded, fighting a losing battle against the never-ending stream of tears.

“Then you did great, Emu.”

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