The atmosphere seemed to be suffocating for tsukishima as he sat near the younger boy's hospital bed. The smell of the hospital could never be a pleasant smell to tsukishima, however he seemed to get used to it as he spent the past few days waiting by yamaguchi's bed. Even though a few days had already passed, there was no sign of him waking up from his unconsciousness. Which brought worry to tsukishima. The doctor's words seemed to replay in his head continuous. "The impact of the fall caused swelling in the brain, it could be weeks for him to wake from the coma. Months even, worst case scenario years or death we'll monitor him closely."
The only noise which could be heard within the room was yamaguchi's machines beeping which were connected to him. The colorless walls seemed to close in on tsukishima, having him feel a bit queasy. The endless hours which he spent in the room, seemed to become days. He watched as the once empty room soon began to fill up with 'get well' cards and gifts from others. He also watched as yamaguchi fought for his life, he had realized how strong he truly was. Slowly he laid his head on the bed by his hand, holding back the strong urge to begin crying. "wake up..please" after he said those words in a hush, he seemed to fall into slumber. That night he dreamt of yamaguchi as he was young, it was a forgotten memory. "Hey tsuki, why did they point out my freckles, are my freckles really that ugly?" Yamaguchi asked as his voice became lower, the other boy saw his head lower. "Because they were jealous" he replied without hesitation. "Huh? Jealous? Jealous of what, there's nothing special about them" Yamaguchi
questioned touching his own face looking up at tsukishima who then looked at him in the eyes. "Because your freckles are pretty" tsukishima felt a bit embarrassed, however he was only speaking how he felt. Yamaguchi stayed silent, his face becoming a bit red out of embarrassment.
Tsukishima opened his eyes, awaking from his slumber and dream. Everything was the same as before, he then looked over at yamaguchi. He still felt the same as before about his freckles, they were really truly beautiful. The way his hair rested on his pale face, his face rested in a way which seemed like he was at peace.
The door opened as Hinata walked in, their teammate. "Hey..how's he doing." tsukishima turned his head to face Hinata, Hinata stood there awkwardly awaiting for a response. "I'm not sure" tsukishima's respond was short, and cold. Hinata frowned, making his way over to look at yamaguchi. "He looks bad" Hinata blurted out, which made tsukishima get visibly upset. He stood up from the chair, picking up his jacket. Making his way out of the room, and walking his way to the vending machine. Hinata following close behind, he couldn't help but think of yamaguchi as when he would do the same. "What do you want?" Tsukishima questioned with a hint of annoyance, turning his body to face Hinata who seemed to be staring at the ground. "How are you holding up, tsukishima?" He asked with a voice full of concern for the taller boy. "I'm doing fine, is that all?" He questioned as he walked back to the room with a bottle of soda in his hand. Hinata followed him once again, debating if he should say anything else. However he remained silent.
No matter how many times tsukishima tried to think of yamaguchi in such a state, he did not want to believe it. However it was hard to not accept what happened, if he was right in front of him laying unconscious in a coma. He could tell his condition seemed to worsen, however he did not want to believe that. He needed a few moments out of the suffocating hospital especially the room, he quickly got up. Making his way out of the room, it felt weird for him to leave hospital. A part of him wanted to stay by his side, yet a part of him wanted a refreshing scenery. Even if it was outside of the hospital, anywhere except that room. As he reached outside, the cold wind hit his face. He cursed at the wind, as he put his cobalt blue scarf around his face to limit the amount of wind hitting his face. The countless of people walking around him made him feel a strong feeling deep within his stomach. Tsukishima disliked this feeling, however he continued to walk wherever his feet guided him.
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Forever and always, remember you promised
Fanfiction""Yay! forever and always, remember you promised tsukki" were the last words he spoke as the fireworks began to get louder" If only tsukishima had been able to keep that promise he made to him when he was younger. If only he were honest with his tru...
