Chapter Seven

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Dear Diary,

Later that day, Oikawa's friends left the house while Oikawa and I stayed, and by his hushed demeanor, I could tell he had a lot going on in his pretty little head.

I sat on the couch while he sat on the carpeted floor, his head next to my legs. Gently stroking his hair, I leaned closer to him.

"What's wrong?" I asked before I could stop myself. It was such a stupid question.

Everything was wrong, obviously, but I wanted to hear him talk.

"Y/N, you've already forgotten about your friends," he said, turning his head. His glassy eyes met mine. "Are you going to forget me next?"

I remained silent. I didn't know what to say, I really didn't nowadays.

"You're not going to, right?" Oikawa pressed, forcing a smile, but a tear had already rolled down his cheek.

I shook my head. "I won't, Tooru."

"Promise?"

"Yes, I promise, now please stop crying,"
I told him, wrapping my arms around his neck as he rested his head on my lap. His tears were staining my legs, but I didn't mind. "It's okay. Everything's going to be okay."

I wanted to cry too, but I couldn't, I wasn't going to let myself cry, not when he was.

One of us had to be strong for the other.

But Oikawa's sobs made it all too impossible.

"I just... don't want you... to forget... about me," Oikawa said between hiccups. "Once you forget me, you won't love me anymore."

"Don't say that, Tooru," I scolded him.

"But it's true, Y/N," he sniffled. "Even if I make you fall in love with me again, it wouldn't be the same. You still wouldn't be able to remember all the moments we had."

I tried blinking back the hot tears forming, but it was useless, tears cascaded down my cheeks as my shoulders shook with restrained sobs.

I lost it when Oikawa squeezed my hand.

I gave in, burying my face in his hair as our pained cries filled the room.

"I don't want to forget you, Tooru, I really don't. I'm scared— scared I'll forget all those moments I shared with you. I'm sorry, Tooru. I'm so sorry," I sobbed, tightening my hug, as if that would stop him from slowly slipping away from my memory.
I closed my eyes as another shot of pain seared through my body. "Tooru, I love you. I love you so much."

He hugged my waist, pulling me even closer to him. "I love you too, Y/N."

I love you, Tooru. Even in all the moments we both won't be able to remember.

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