Bumblebee Boy 🐝🖤

Chapter 12

Friend (noun)
- two or more individuals who share mutual affection for one and other, not including romance or a developing loving relationship.

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9:37am

Sakusa couldn't have had a more uncomfortable sleep. His spine was killing him from hanging his neck, chin touching his chest from having to sleep in a visitor's chair.

The bee looking boy had awoken first and was sitting up in his bed, waiting for his friend to wake up. But Kiyoomi was actually awoken by an abrupt nurse bursting through the curtain with atsumus medication in her old, wrinkled hands. "Chemotherapy tablets for atsumu Miya?"

"Yup that's me!"

When Kiyoomi had opened his eyes, he noticed that Atsumu looked alot better than last night.

His eyes were bright and beautiful again and there a smile on his face. "Oh omi yer awake! We're going home in an hour!"

"mhm that's good. *yawn*"

The nurse shot Kiyoomi a glare and signalled for him to come. She stretched out her arm and took him to a nearby consultation room leaving atsumu with an concerned and frustrated look upon his face.

"You're his carer at the moment arent you, love." she said to which sakusa responded with a sleepy nod.

"Well I just wanted to tell you... His lifespan was shortened yesterday evening. He has moved up a stage. Stage 3. I'm so so sorry Mr Kiyoomi."

Kiyoomi's eyes widened and felt as if his stomach had dropped. He sighed and walked out of the room.

He went back to Atsumu's private ward to see him sitting and looking out of the window.

The nurse came from behind Kiyoomi with a genuine look of sincerity all over her. "I want you to spend as much time as you can with him okay. I'll be honest since you deserve to know. My boy, he only has 4 months. Maybe less."

Kiyoomi re-entered the room and didn't tell atsumu the news. He didn't plan to anytime soon. What benefits would he have from it if he did?

"Ya alright omi? Ya look so... Sad...?"

"It's nothing tsumu. You got your stuff together?"

"Mhm! Now we just have to wait!"

...Those words... Come on Kiyoomi get a grip. Its not like he's... I mean he's just a friend right? Sad, still. It's not softening the blow, though. This hurts more than if he was just a friend. I- fuck it.

After an hour they were discharged and the hospice had had given atsumu a wheelchair as he was sure to be disabled in a matter of days. Sakusa wheeled him to the car and they were at home soon enough.

But Kiyoomi's seriously devastated face hadn't changed since the conversation he had with the nurse.

"Omi... What ain't ya telling me?"

"Hm? Tsumu it's fine. If there was something I knew and you didn't I-I'd tell you. L-let's just get you dinner."

"Alright..."

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The next day had gone perfectly. In terms of medication. Everything was in order and on some new pills, Atsumu was happier in himself. Kiyoomi wasn't. He'd been putting off telling atsumu what he knew, and it was killing him.

It was now Tuesday. The day of the oncologist appointment.

Kiyoomi couldn't stop thinking about Sunday. Holding atsumus hand on the way to the hospital, carrying him... This was just a huge mess. And it was really messing with sakusa's feelings for the boy.

"Morning atsu."

"*Yawn* morning omi."

Atsumu swung his legs around and sat on the bed in front of Kiyoomi. He was only wearing black boxers and stripy blue socks. "You need to get dressed. We need to go in 10."

The blonde fumbled with the duvet as he tried to stand, immediately falling to the floor. "Can't walk, remember?"

"Ugh I hate this. Can ya help me then?"

"I- sure. How's your stomach this morning then?"

"It's alright."

Sakusa grabbed a tshirt and slipped it over atsumu's head before he scrunched up some sweatpants for Miya to step into, one foot at a time.

The entire time that sakusa was dressing atsumu, his face was beet red.

Once he was dressed, Kiyoomi lifted atsumu into the wheelchair and they made it to the car. He strapped the shorter male into his seat and sat beside him at the steering wheel. As they were driving, Atsumu piped up with a low and curious voice and said, "Omi?"

"Hm?"

"I just want to thank ya. For putting up with me and looking after me for so long."

"I wouldn't say 4 days was 'so long'"

"Yeah but it still means a lot. I don't really have any friends besides you. Most people don't want to be my friend anymore."

"Dumbass. Don't say that. I-i like looking after you. You're not that bad."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Well, ya know we're friends and all?"

"Mhm"

"I know there's something yer not telling me. Yer all weird. Like ever since ya went off with nurse Yuna, ya have been acting all... Weird."

"I told you not to worry about it."

"Omi! I have every right in the world to know what ya talked bout!"

Sakusa started to drum his fingers on the steering wheel as he turned a corner, smoothly. He gritted his teeth and his eyebrows furrowed inwards.

"Omi? Fine! Don't tell me then ya asshole!"

"Tsumu shut up for a second alright?"

"Hmph."

"You wanna know or not?"

"Mhm..."

"Then do me a favour and shut your mouth!"

"Sorry omi..."

"Whatever. Y-You're getting worse. That's what she said."

"What do ya mean?"

"Stage three. Y-you've gone up."

"This is a joke isn't it?"

Sakusa gripped the steering wheel harder, digging his nails into the thick, black leather.

"N-no I'm not."

"It's okay. I had it coming I know."

"It's not okay! You're gonna d-"

"Omi. I know I'm going to die. It is alright, honestly. I've known it for a while."

"B-but it's not alright-"

"Kiyoomi look at me. If I do die, I'll be happy wherever i end up. So don't worry!"

A tear began to leak down from Kiyoomi's tear duct and onto his pale porcelain skin. Atsumu placed his hand onto the steering wheel. On top of Kiyoomi's and interlaced their fingers.

I finally see I like him and he has to die? I love him! But if I tell him, he'll get his hopes up and think we'll be together forever! That's just the idiot he is! Why does he have to be so...amazing...So amazing that I fell in love with him...