His eyes snapped to your body laying on the ground in front of him as he muttered curses under his breath. You had taken the shot meant for him. But why? He was the one who was gonna kill you, damnit! Chuuya Nakahara hated your guts, so why was he already stumbling over to you, relieved that you had a pulse as he pressed his gloved fingers to your wound? “You fucking idiot. Don’t you dare die on me, . The hell were you thinking, taking that shot for me?”