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TW: Domestic abuse/violence (not done by our precious anger filled porcupine Iwa-chan of course)
Oikawa winced, trying to cover the large bruise on his cheek. "God... he didn't need to hit me that hard..."
"Tooru! Get out here!" Oikawa froze before going out into his room. Well rather his boyfriend's room at this point. "Don't bother covering that up. You're about to get hit again for the shit you just pulled."
"What?"
The other male held up Oikawa's phone, which was open into a text log. "'Okay bye I love you too'. So you're cheating on me with your friend?"
"What?! No that's just me and Iwa teasing. We do that all the time."
"Ah no you don't. And why are you even saying something like that to a bouncer? Are you a stripper that works their too? Or a prostitute or some shit like that?"
"Okay one there would be nothing wrong with anyone being a stripper or something and two, yes I do talk to him like that."
The other male tossed the phone across the room, onto the desk to his right.
"What do you want?"
"You're a fucking idiot."
"That was kinda rude." Oikawa mumbled. He tried to go to the desk to get his phone back but his arm was grabbed. "Rio! Quit! That hurts!" Oikawa was quieted by a spoon being shoved into his mouth. "Ow! What did you just feed me?!"
"Peanut butter." He slapped the other male before walking away.
"WHAT?!" Oikawa rushed to find something in the drawers of the desk. "Where's my epi pen?! RIO! That's going to kill me! WHERE THE HELL IS MY EPI PEN?!"
"I threw it away." Rio mumbled, opening the front door.
"No! Shit!" Oikawa went to the bathroom, trying to at least find the benadryl to ease his itchy throat. He couldn't remember where it was though, panicking. "Come on... come on I need something..."
Finally, he stopped. He went back into the room and grabbed his phone, shaky. He felt like he was on fire. But he needed to call an ambulance. He did. He tried his best to talk and explain, nearly passing out. When someone finally came and he was limp, coughing and trying his absolute best to breathe somewhat properly.
It hurt. His throat was closing up and it hurt so much. How itchy his skin had become hurt a lot. These bruises hurt.
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When Oikawa opened his eyes, it was neaky completely quiet. There was a soft beeping of somethingnext to him that decided to ignore, not liking the sound all that much.
"Mm..." Oikawa yawned. "Ouch..."
"Dumbass."
Oikawa's brows furrowed. He looked over and saw Iwaizumi sitting there, looking worried. "Why are you here?"
"Because I'm your emergency contact for some dumb reason."
"Oh. Right. Duh."
"Why'd you eat peanuts? You know how bad you get when you eat anything with peanuts in it."
Oikawa looked back to the ceiling.
"Tooru."
"I wouldn't feed myself a spoonful of peanut butter unless I was drunk. I don't even get drunk with my own drinking."
"How would you not get drunk on your own? That makes no sense. No one can pressure you into drinking, believe me I've watched people try that."
"Well... uh... Rio?"
