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y/n's pov
approximately 36 hours before surgery
"how're you feeling?"
he asked as he ran his fingers through my hair,
"tired."
my surgery is in two days so i'm in the hospital, waiting. the small table by the window was crowded with flowers and cards from my friends, mostly the boys because they ordered too many by accident and then proceeded to argue about it.
"do you know when the boys are coming back?"
i asked kita quietly,
"i'm not sure, they said they would be back in a little while. they went to get food."
not even a second later, the twins walked through the door, bags of food in hand.
"you will not believe what happened!"
atsumu exclaimed as he walked in, osamu just rolled his eyes and handed kita a bag.
"thank you"
"okay, so we went to the store right and the girl at the front had the audacity to ask for his number and not mine!"
he said while pointing at the gray haired male,
"shut yer trap 'tsumu! you're just mad because she asked for mine and not yours!"
"because i'm the more attractive twin!"
"we look the same!"
"whatever."
atsumu huffed, pulling one of the chairs to my side of the bed.
"anyways, are you ready to get your surgery n/n?"
"i guess, hopefully i can recover fast so i can play volleyball again."
"well yeah, but you don't want to rush it, cause if you do then it might just get worse."
"i know"
i leaned into kita's shoulder, reaching over and stealing a piece of his sushi roll.
