Historia. | Kuroo Tetsuro

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tw: anxiety attack

I haven't gone back into her room, and neither has Tetsuro. We're at the garden, and I'm on the bench as he went to get me a drink from the vending machine.

The last visit to the hospital was for a checkup, and the last time I came here for her.. was merely a few days ago. To think that this would happen. I really should've made her stay. We were restless.. we didn't expect things to go downhill, especially yesterday was Kenma's birthday. It hurts for me as her best friend, what more for Kenma who nearly lost his girlfriend on his birthday?

Tetsuro holds out a can of coffee to me, and I just stare at it. "Have you eaten?" He asks, and I shake my head, holding on to my temples as I still tried to deny everything. He squats in front of me, and I wrap my arms around his neck. "Misaki's going to be okay. Stop worrying."

"Kenma won't tell her anything about their relationship..." I feel a tear roll down my cheek, and he ruffles my hair as he kissed the side of my head. "I should've done it for her instead.... I should've bought the gift for Kenma...."

"Are you saying that you should've just been the one on the bed?" I don't answer, feeling my chest tighten once again. "If that happens to you, then how about me? How do you think I would feel if you were the one on that bed?" I hug him tighter, and he stroked my hair gently. "Let's be thankful instead.. that you're here.. safe and sound.."

"I'm sorry.... I'm sorry if we're reconciling like this... I know it's wrong.... I'm sorry.." He gently pushed me off him, cupping my cheeks as he caressed them with his thumbs. "I'm the worst... We're reconciling in the worst possible way, with the worst possible reason... let's just end this.. I don't like how this is going...."

"Rejected. I don't care if we're barely hanging right now. I don't want to end things with you." He kissed my forehead, and smiled. "I want to work things out with you.. I don't want us to end. Please.."

"Don't you think I'm being unfair? I neglected you.. I didn't listen to you.... I didn't let you explain... and you're here.... still loving me as if I never acted so rude.. Tetsuro.. why?"

"That doesn't level with what I've done to you. I raped you... I violated you, (Y/n). Do you think.. ignoring me and treating me like complete shit could amount to that????" He hasn't cried since we went out of her room, at least now.. he is. "We're both wrong in some ways. But you had the rights to treat me however the hell you want.. What I've done to you.. it's unforgivable. It might've even traumatized you for all I know.."

"You could call us the shit couple then.." He chuckles and nods, pressing soft kisses on my lips. "But please.. don't drink anymore.. I don't like seeing you drink so much.. plus it's illegal.. you're not legal yet."

"Yes.. I know, I'm sorry." He pulled me in for a hug, kissing me on the cheek or on my forehead. "Are we.. good now?" I slightly nod, and he lifts me off my feet. "I love you. I really love you.. I'm sorry for doing that to you, for making you feel like I only went after your body. I love you.. for you.."

"I do too.."

Even though with things settled for us, it wasn't the same for everyone. Honami was crying as Yamamoto tried to calm her down. Maki was a little late, but she's just as devastated as we all are. Kenma's frozen, seated right beside Misaki. The gift on the table.. I knew it was what she got for him—what nearly cost her her life.

Everything was too much that I wanted to go home. Yamamoto and Kenma fought, Honami's yelling over things.. and I couldn't handle them. Maki and Lev are arguing—I didn't know what to do.