The Moon's Redamancy In Fall [Tsukishima x Yamaguchi]

fourty-four.

Yamaguchi

"Yes, isn't that great?" My mom squealed through the phone as she paced across the floor, her lips stretched into a wide grin, "Our son is already a man, Mr. Yamaguchi," She giggled, her cheeks glowed red, making me feel more annoyed but kept it inside, I was too weak to even fight her today.

It had been thirty minutes since my mom was on the phone call with dad gushing and giggling about Yacchan and how she would come over for dinner.

Things couldn't get any worst when I caught a flu last night, I've been sneezing all morning and now I have fever that's been blistering heat that pours off me in waves. Great.

I must've been so stressed yesterday I caught a fever and it was so bad, I had to cry myself to sleep. I never usually stress about anything, and for the first time ever, I felt like a total emotional train wreck.

I shivered under the thick blankets, lying very still with my eyes open and unseeing, too out of it to do anything else, I felt my skin burn, but I didn't mind moving at all as if every part of my body hurts. I honestly didn't want Yacchan to come over in the first place with me looking like total crap.

But of course, my mom had to force me out of it. I didn't want to get out of bed and shower, but I smelled like sickness and sweat, I didn't want Yacchan to see me like this.

My mom smiled through her phone as the call just ended. Finally. I closed my burning eyes and sigh.

After my fight with my mom yesterday, she totally ignored all of it and didn't even bother to ask me if something was wrong and why I acted that way, she acted all nice this morning as if nothing happened.

I hate it when she do that.

Whenever we get into big fights, the next morning, she would just ignore everything.

"So, did Yachi-san said yes to your dinner invitation?" My mom's voice interrupted my thoughts.

I didn't opened my mouth as if it would hurt if I did, I nodded my head slowly in response with my eyes still closed.

I hear my mom clap her hands in glee, "Very well! Get up and take a shower, honey. I'll go ahead and prepare our dinner," She commands as I hear her footsteps shuffling away from my room as I hear the door shut gently.

I heave another heavy sigh.

I don't want to get up.

And with that, with my every bit of willpower that's left in me, I forced myself to sit up on my bed, the way my skin is hypersensitive, so being touch - even carefully - hurts.

I wanted to cry because my throat felt scratchy and I couldn't even breathe properly with my runny nose, but I was so weak to even cry and I didn't had time to cry, Yacchan's arriving in a few.

Dragging my feet on the carpeted floor, I entered my bathroom and I hissed by the sudden contact of the cold walls on my hot skin. Damn, everything feels so painful. I felt weak I wanted to lay down on the floor there and then and probably die.

I stepped into the shower as I feel every single drop of the water on my skin, the water felt like daggers stinging me and it took me an hour to even do everything so properly. I haven't checked my phone for the past few hours, only this morning when I updated Yacchan that I couldn't go to school because I was very sick.

Not even wanting to think about Tsukki the entire day, but right now, I'm already failing. I wanted to get him out of my head because he had me thinking of him the entire night. God, Tsukki could you give me a break.