The next day, (Y/N) and I were sitting at home, being a 'normal' couple. She was in the kitchen, cooking, and I was in my office, looking over lab reports. 

'Subject hasn't reacted to my stimulations. Though they aren't chemical, the stimulants should be enough to make her respond to-'

Thud

Flinching, I was pulled out of my own thoughts. Looking around, I noticed that it was quiet now. 

"What in the hell?" I muttered, looking around and feeling a dark thing around me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a little red thing running away. Facing that dark corner, I panted and looked around, frantically. Shaking my head, I blinked a few times and sighed, walking to the bathroom. 

Taking my glasses off, I splashed water on my face and leaned on the countertop, trying to calm down. Glancing into the mirror, I saw Asura's face in place of my own and I panicked, as he reached out of the mirror to grab me. Punching the mirror, I broke the face and fell back against the wall, panting. 

"Stein!" (Y/N) yelled, coming into the bathroom and kneeling in front of me. She touched my face and I came back into reality, with her. Meeting worried (e/c) eyes, I placed my hand over her own and sighed, 

"I'm okay. I'm here." She remained silent, her eyes searching my face for something and I pulled her against me, inhaling her perfume. 

"Lemme look at your hand." She whispered, pulling away from the hug and I nodded, letting her take my hand into her own. 

"You'll need stitches. Come on, let's go to the lab."

"Yes, ma'am."

Following her, I sat on my lab table and she got a bowl of hot water, tweezers, rubbing alcohol in a little bowl, and the sewing kit. 

"Scoot." 

Moving over, I let her sit next to me and she pulled my hand into her lap, taking the pieces of glass out of my hand. (Y/N) took the pieces and put them in the water, then dipping the end of the tweezer into the rubbing alcohol moved back to my hand. Wincing, I bit the inside of my cheek and (Y/N) chuckled, saying,

"Don't whine. You've done more than this to yourself." Chuckling, I nodded and watched as she focused on trying to keep my pain level down. The room faded a little and I could see the little red thing in the corner of my eye again. Shutting my eyes, I tried to get the madness to subside and when I opened my eyes again, (Y/N) was glowing. She was outlined by a golden hue and when she looked at me, I came back into reality. 

"All finished, handsome." 

Looking down, I saw that my hand was all bandaged and looking back at her, I asked,

"You have a healing wavelength, right?"

"Yes. For you."

"That's. . .not how healing wavelengths work." 

"I adjusted mine to your wavelength."

". . .How?"

"Because I love you."

"Well, I love you too."

Even though I was in reality, I could still see the golden outline of her body and her healing wavelength. 

On Friday, we were at the Academy and (Y/N) was in a meeting with Lord Death, leaving me alone in my classroom. It was dark in the room, despite the light being on and I couldn't focus on the papers I was grading. 

"Damn you. Go away." I muttered, rubbing my temple and an evil laugh pulled me from my distress.

"You and Miss Perfect, Stein. Really?" Medusa's voice flooded my head, making me groan. 

"She isn't like us. She isn't a scientist. All she wants is to live and die . Nothing to do with making a difference. How boring. We belong together."

"No, you're wrong."

"How? We're scientists. We look for the unknown. We thrive on research. How are we so different?"

Just as I was about to snap back, I saw a golden figure come into view and when it reached out to me, I heard (Y/N)'s voice,

"Stein! Stein!" Panting, I looked around and saw that I was on the floor, hands over my ears. (Y/N) was knelt down next to me, her hands resting on my cheeks and her eyes swimming with worry. Looking at her hands, they were glowing gold and I leaned into her hands, placing a hand on the back of her head. 

Pulling her into a kiss, I felt more grounded and when I pulled away, I rested my forehead against her own. 

"Don't go, (Y/N). I just might lose myself." I whispered, wrapping my arms around her waist and she shift, sitting in my lap. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she sighed and replied,

"I'm not going anywhere."