Secret Sabers?{Sting x Reader}?Book 2

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Some time had passed. Maybe a few days, few weeks? You were losing track of time, or rather, maybe you weren't keeping track to begin with. You were so focused with everything else, like your relationship with Sting and all of this important information that Kaylus had been providing you.

"Y/n, you okay?" Sting asked, once you and your posse arrived at the guild. "You've been quiet."

"Just thinking." You replied flatly. "What day is it today?"

"It's Tuesday, my love."

"It doesn't feel like it."

"What does it feel like?"

"Not Tuesday."

Sting chuckled a bit and kissed the side of your head. "You've been pretty restless recently. Have you been getting enough sleep?"

"Probably not... can I be honest?"

"Of course, always."

"I feel like something bad is going to happen."

"Y/n, you worry too much."

"No, this is different. I can feel it. Something bad is going to happen, and it's only a matter of time before it does."

Sting just looked at you with a concern, his face soft. He was getting increasingly worried about you recently, and he didn't know how to help. You haven't been sleeping, your eating habits were irregular, and he couldn't help but think it was his fault. He wanted to help you fix whatever you were feeling, give you some reassurance or something, but he just didn't know how.

"What do you think is going to happen?"

"I couldn't tell you." You sighed. "I just have this pit in my stomach, and it's burning me from the inside out."

"I'm worried about you. Maybe you should take the day off. I'll walk you home if you'd like."

"I can't be away from the guild when I'm feeling like this, Sting. It's ridiculous that you'd even suggest that."

"You haven't been getting enough sleep, and I know that you haven't been getting enough to eat, either. And now you're feeling like this, I know something is wrong, but we should take baby steps. You need to get some sleep." He said, putting a hand to your back, and rubbing it in small circles. Just like he used to do. You missed it, and it did make you feel a bit better. He could see the relieve on your face, and kept rubbing your back. Maybe you were just missing him? How could he not have seen that? "Maybe... I should take the day off too. I could use it."

"Don't you have paperwork to do?"

"It can wait. It's not important." He smiled softly. "Let's head back home, okay? Maybe we should stop by the bakery that you like that's not too far from here first."

"We don't have to."

"Do you just want to head home?"

"Mhm." You hummed, leaning into him. He kissed the side of your head, and spun the both of you around to head back home. Lector and Lola had stayed at the guild with Rogue and Frosch, saying that they would keep an eye on things and report back. But you knew better than that. They were just going to cause some chaos with their dear friend Frosch.

Walking back home, Sting held your hand tightly to entire way, in an attempt to give you some sense of comfort, but the pit in your stomach only grew, and felt like it was traveling up to your shoulders, where the weight sat and threatened to crush you into the earth. You felt like a tiny bug being crushed under a shoe, but you weren't sure whose shoe it was. Or if it was even a shoe. But it was heavy, and weighing you down.