☾︎𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑈𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑀𝑜𝑜𝑛☽︎[Iwaoi Story] 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱✔︎

~8~

                Two Weeks Later                   

“Alright, let's start the therapy session.” Kachia said, getting out her folder.

I nodded and sat up properly on the chair. She found my page, and pulled it out.

“Ok, let's talk then. Any new things you want to tell me? New feelings, change in emotions?” She asked, grabbing her pen.

“Not really. I mean, the panic attacks have calmed down.” I said, looking at her noting everything down.

“Ok, that's brilliant. Why do you think that is happening?” She asked.

“I don't know. I think it's because I've starting to like someone...I guess.” I mumbled.

“Oh that's great. You know, liking someone always helps people overcome stuff. What's so special about this person? Do they help you?” She asked, looking at me.

“Well he makes sure I eat because he knows I have slight anorexia. He doesn't know about anything else though...” I admitted.

“Oh, ok I see. Have you ever thought about telling him about all your other problems?” She asked, noting down what I said before.

“No. I don't need people worrying about me. I'm fine.” I said.

“Tooru, if you where fine, you wouldn't need therapy.” Kachia stated.

“It wasn't my fucking choice to have therapy. I wa forced too, ok?” I said, crossing my arms.

“You weren't forced Tooru. Your mum and dad are just doing the right thing so you can get better.” She said, fixing her glasses.

“He isn't my dad. Also, I don't need to get better, I'm perfectly fine with how I am.” I said, my voice getting louder.

“So suffering from panic attacks and depression is perfectly fine? Being a victim of bullying is perfectly fine? Trying to kill yourself 3 times and self harming is perfectly fine?” She asked, reading through all my problems that are listed on the piece of paper.

“Yes.” I mumbled.

“Tooru, let me help you. This is what I'm here for. Trust me.” She said, reaching out and patting my shoulder.

“Fine. I don't trust easily, so when I tell you I trust you, don't make me regret it.” I said.

She nodded and smiled.

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Iwaizumi's Pov:

“Oi, Iwa.” A voice called from behind me.

I turned around and saw Matsukawa running down the school's corridor.

“Hey dude.” I said, greeting him with our usual high five.

“You and Masika still coming to hangout with me, Makki this weekend?” He asked.

“No, she is going to her friends house that day for a project.” I said.

“She has been very distant from the hangouts. Is she alright?” He asked, as we walked to the gym for volleyball practice.

“I wish I knew, but she is being distant with me too.” I admitted.

“Wait, if she is so distant from you too now, why are you always at her house still?” Matsu asked.

“Remember I told you about her brother? Me and him are good friends.” I explained.

“Ohh! Right, well you should ask him to come hangout on the weekend with us.” Matsu suggested, as he opens the gym door.

“That's not a bad idea. I'll ask him today since I'm going over there.” I said, before we got started with practice.

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After School, Oikawa's Pov:

I sat in the corner of my room, head in my hands, sobbing viciously while my entire body shook, dripping with sweat. There was an awful pain in my chest, and it was getting harder to breathe every minute that passed. Panic attack.

“Tooru, are you ok in there?!” My mum asked.“ I can hear you crying!”

“P-panic..att..” I tried to say, but due to the lack of breathing, I couldn't make the words clear.

The door opened and in came my worried mum. She locked the door behind her and then ran to where I was, falling to the floor and bringing me into her arms.

“It's ok Tooru, mum is here. Breathe Tooru, breathe my boy.” She whispered into my ear.

“I c-can..t.” I mumbled, gasping for air.

“You can dear, you can. Forget about everything around you, focus on breathing Tooru.” She said, holding my shaking body closer.

I cried into her shoulder, as my body started to shake slower and my breathing started to even out. I breathed in deeply multiple of times, claiming myself down. The pain in my chest lightened and I slowly pulled away from my mum.

“I-I felt like I was dying.” I mumbled, wiping the tears from my face.

“Don't worry Tooru, you are still alive dear.” She said, kissing my forehead.

I smiled weakly and decided to go sit with her downstairs. We sat on the sofa, watching a random movie on the TV. We where in comfortable silence, but then my mum spoke up.

“How was school?” She asked.

“It was fine.” I responded.

“How was the therapy session? Is Kachia being helpful?” She asked, turning to me.

“Yeah, she is helping. I...I gave her my trust today, and she said that she is determined to help me.” I explained, fiddling with my hands.

“I'm glad to know that. What about you and Hajime? You guys seem to be getting along well.” She said, a teasing tone to her voice. 

“W-we're good friends.” I stuttered.

“Mhm, so when did you start liking him?” She asked.

“What?! I don't like him!” I shouted, my face growing red and I sat sideways on the sofa to face her.

She laughed and grabbed my hand. She patted it and looked at me.

“Tooru, I see how you look at him.” She said, smiling.

“Fine, maybe I like him a little bit. I promised myself I wouldn't like him though! But it was 4am, we where laughing way too hard, and I felt happy for the first time in a long while.” I admitted, not noticing how soft my voice had became and the smile that covered my face.

“Young love, young love. So what will you do now?” She asked.

“I'll smile because I'm his friend, but I'll cry because that's all I'll ever be.” I said, smiling fakly.

“Tooru, I see the way Hajime looks at you. Friends don't look at eachother like that.” She said, squeezing my hand once more before getting up and leaving into the kitchen.

I sighed and drowned into my thoughts. Masika is better for him though. She is beautiful and graceful and I'm well, me.

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