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'Why'd he stay?' I slowly stood up and grabbed my phone slowly making my way downstairs to where kiyoomi is. I scratch my arm, making it sting a little.
'I'm getting tired of this, should I just get the surgery?' you were lost in thought not realizing you missed a step and tripped down two steps. A loud thud could be heard, you hear Kiyoomi run over to you checking on you and quickly helping you up gently. "Y/n you okay? What happened? Anything hurt?" He examines you carefully, checking for any marks or scratches.
"I'm fine omi, just lost in thought" you scratch the back of your neck
"Be careful next time, come on let's go eat" he scolded and smiled softly at you, it made you melt.
It felt kind of weird how he's being extra nice. You felt off about it, it was like he was being nice out of pity because of your current condition. You didn't want it like that, you wanted it to be the awkward, quiet, jugdey, and teasing Kiyoomi. Not the cupcakes and rainbows Kiyoomi, it just didn't sit well with you. It was a comforting silence between the two of you, you both scrolling through your phones.
"Omi why are you being nice?" you suddenly ask but not taking your eyes off your phone and still eating
Kiyoomi paused and looked up at you "what do you mean? Isn't it always like that?"
"No, not really. You're more awkward, guess that's the right word?" you continue eating
"I don't get it-"
The next words that came out of Y/N's mouth left him shocked and in disbelief "Are you just staying with me out of pity because of my condition?" Y/n finally looks up
"I'm here to watch over you while your parents are out not out of pity" Kiyoomi manages to spit out
Y/n nods slowly and continues "Are you sure it isn't about pity? Why you're the cause of it?"
Kiyoomi scoffs out of disbelief, he's literally there to watch over her so that nothing bad happens. He wanted to make sure she was doing just fine before leaving her. 'I want to stay with you Y/n. I also want to figure out my feelings for you' Y/n leaned back onto her chair and just stared at him. She on the other hand was in denial about him staying just because her parents were out, she could handle herself all by herself...or so she believed.
"Y/n just finish eating please, we can talk about this later." he sighs
"No I wanna talk about it now" she argues "I wanna hear what you're thinking, why you're staying here with me. You could easily go back home but you decide to sleep over." Y/n was pushing him to the edge just because she wanted to get the 'I'm here because I feel guilty of being the cause of the disease' out of him.
"What do you want me to say?! That I'm here because I feel guilty so I'll watch over you then feel guilty that you'll just die because of me?!" Kiyoomi raised his voice and stood up
Y/n wasn't fazed with him raising his voice because that's what she wanted him to say. She stood up and also raised her voice "There it wasn't so hard was it?! That's all you needed to say!" she laughed in pain. Her throat felt sore and itchy, the yelling made it worse.
Kiyoomi ran his hand through his hair in frustration, "Y/N I'M HERE BECAUSE I GENUINELY CARE FOR YOU AND WANTED TO WATCH OVER YOU WHILE YOUR PARENTS ARE OUT. I DON'T WANT THEM PUTTING THE BLAME ON ME OR ANYONE ELSE BECAUSE I COULDN'T WATCH YOU. I'M NOT HERE OUT OF GUILT OR PITY, I'M HERE BECAUSE I CARE FOR YOU AND I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE YOU! GOD, WHY ARE YOU SO STUBBORN TO ACCEPT THE FACT THAT I WANT TO STAY BECAUSE I CARE FOR YOU?!"
Y/n stood there. Unable to accept it. For what reason...because she's in pain. She's in pain because of her body aching. Yet this isn't an excuse for her to take her pain out on the person she feels for, the person she loved deeply. She gripped onto her phone and started walking away from the dining table.
"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING Y/N?!" Kiyoomi yelled out of frustration with her
"In my room!" She yells back, Kiyoomi runs out of the dining area and follows her to the edge of the staircase where she stopped
"Didn't you say you wanted to talk about it?!" he groans "Then let's fucking talk Y/n, stop running away from the problem that you have. Let's talk it out..."
"I said I'm done talking-" she suddenly dropped down onto her knee, banging it against the staircase. In panic Kiyoomi falls with her "Y/n? Y/n?! Hey come on, wake up?" he says while he shakes her
He quickly picks her up and heads upstairs laying her on her bed. He uses the back of his hand and puts it to her forehead, he wasn't sure what to do except to put a cold small towel onto her forehead. Kiyoomi watches her unwell being. He did feel guilty but his main focus was to watch her carefully for any distress. While waiting for Y/n to wake her up, Kiyoomi checked her knee if it was scratched or bruised in any way, in fact, it was... just scratched. He treated the small wound and went back to watching her.
'I think...I think I do have feelings for her? I need help.' he frowns. He decided to go back downstairs and clean up the leftover pizza and put them away into the Microwave. He went to check on his clothes he had previously washed and put them into the dryer, another hour to wait for it. He goes back upstairs to check up on her, after doing so Kiyoomi went downstairs looking for a particular person he wanted help from since that's who knew her the best other than her parents and Y/n herself.
He continued to dial the person's number and raised his phone up to his ear, waiting for that person to answer. After ringing for a while it finally went through...
"Hello? Sakusa?" the person asks
"Yeah hey it's me, can you come over to Y/n's house" he pauses, unsure what words to choose next" I need help with something..." he says tapping his foot out of habit.
"And that something is? Wait is Y/n okay" the person on the other end panics
"Yes she's fine can you just please get your ass over here I need to talk to you about something" his tapping quickened, losing his patience
"Jeez okay I'll be there, she better be okay before I beat your ass Sakusa" and the line went silent.
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