Game On - A Haikyuu!! Mafia AU

- Chapter Twenty-eight -

(couldn't really find an image that worked so hopefully ill have one next time lmao)

⋅Recap⋅

He just barely managed to make out the face before chaos descended around him.

It was Noya.

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"Nishinoya!"

His breath rasped in and out of his throat with a pained struggle, the chaos of the room around him a faint echo in his ears as he blinked wide and unfocused eyes up towards the ceiling.

He was still in shock, his heart beating rapidly and sporadically in his chest and his limbs frozen at his sides. He could feel blood pulsing steadily from his shoulder but couldn't feel any pain, just felt oddly cold if anything.

A blurry face blocked off the invasive bright lights of the ceiling above him, and he blinked a few unsteady times as he tried to bring himself back down from the adrenaline high that had washed over him.

He knew he'd been shot.

He knew, and yet he couldn't comprehend it.

He heard his name being called again by the cadet hovering over him, the blurry lines of his vision finally able to recognize that it was Suga, expression distorted with panic and unprecedented concern.

He could see that Suga was speaking, but he couldn't pick up on some of the words, his senses still recovering from the immense shock.

"-can you move?"

A cough hacked weakly from his chest in response and he attempted to sit up, only to wince and lay back once more, pressing his heels into the ground in an attempt to keep the nagging pain at bay.

Suga followed him down, kneeling over Yuu carefully and pulling off his overcoat as he turned to shout something to someone that again went undetectable to Noya's ringing ears - though it looked like he was asking for help by the way his lips moved.

He pressed the overcoat over the space Noya could feel the blood weeping from, and Yuu almost screamed.

If he hadn't felt the pain before, he felt it now.

It ripped through his shoulder like a blade, carving a jagged line all the way to his collarbone and festering in a blinding wave of searing agony that tore a cry from his throat and flung his hands up to grapple at Suga's wrists.

It felt like he couldn't breathe.

Suga was saying something to him now, voice stern but eyes gentle, and Noya again was only able to make out a few words through his excruciating pain-filled haze.

"-need to get the bullet out-"

Oh no.

"Wait, stop, stop," he managed to choke out, his fingers still tugging restlessly at Suga's wrists in an attempt to get him to move the overcoat away. "I-I'm alright-"

He interrupted himself with another hoarse cry of pain as the pressure increased, sending another wave of agony through the upper half of his body, and he instinctively gripped so tight to Koushi his knuckles turned white.

"Just breathe," Suga's voice was clear this time, all the words registering now as he held to Noya's other arm reassuringly. "You're most definitely not alright, and if you want to make it back home tonight I need you to relax."

Yuu just nodded weakly and felt the telltale burning of tears rising to his eyes as he squinted and tried to bear with the pressure against his shoulder, feeling the erratic beating of his heart with each agonizing pulse that went through it.