It's now the weekend and Yamaguchi has slowly getting worse but he hides it's behind a smile so he don't worry the others. Yamaguchi woke up later then usual at 9:oo and headed to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He had tear stains from crying and eye bags bags from being tired and not sleeping.
Yamaguchi pov:
I've tried everything to make myself better I tried medicine but it don't work. Nothing works. Tsuki... how could I tell you if I'm afraid. I'm afraid... the surgery looking at those numbers just makes my head hurt, I'm not able to afford that. :Pov end..
Tsukishima pov:
Yamaguchi may not know but I know that there's something wrong with him I just don't know what... he has been acting weird ever since 4 days ago. Heck he is my childhood friend of course I'd know if somthing is wrong with him. His smile has changed it almost seems as he is forcing it. Pov end...
It's almost been a week and I'm getting worse day by day. Yamaguchi then went down stairs for somthing to eat if he could eat that is. His appatite has been lowering day by day. His mom was down stairs cooking food for both of them his dad was barely home or not home at all because of his job so it's only the two of them. " hi yams food is ready wash your hands and sit I'll get your plate ready" "okay" " yams is everything all right? You seem tired" ah she noticed? "Yea I'm fine it's just practice has been rough" "okay then just wondering, how is that boy Tsuki?" " his good he has gotten better at volleyball well he was already good but you know". He heard his mom chuckle " hey yams you know how I been busy at work?" "Yea why?" "Well I'm going on a business trip for a few weeks" "really?" "Yes are you gonna be okay by yourself?" " yea I'm sure I will be" " okay good I'll be leaving tomorrow" Yamaguchi said okay and got up and cleaned his plate which some food was still there but he threw it away and went up stairs..
For the whole day he tried to distract himself from everything and worked on homework he had and listened to music but that didn't stop him from coughing up petals and dahlias. He then checked the time and it was already ten. He hadn't realize how much time passed by then he heard a ding from his phone
One Message from ✌️Tsuki🙃
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Goodnight yams
Goood night
To you to Tsuki😊
Seen
✌️yea
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As he turns off his phone and lies down in his bed looking at the ceiling and and drifts into his thoughts, what can I do in this situation? No body will believe me if I speak up, he started to tear up and got under his covers and made himself into a lump. And cried himself to sleep that night while some dahlias and petals were on the floor along with blood but he would clean it up the next morning, he didn't have the strength to do it now.
all he wanted to do was lie down in his bed. Still hoping this was a dream and not reality. This time he didn't have to silently cry he heard his mother leave a few moments ago probably to be early in the airport the next morning. So then he cried in emotional pain he didn't want to think about what would happen if he died. But his thoughts lead him there anyway. He checked the time one last time 12:30am Monday-20** he then fell asleep from tiredness...
A/N sorry this was a bit short I ran out of ideas for this chapter but yea😅
