DO NOT FORGET, kozume kenma

n i n e t e e n

You felt awful. You had woken up, but your eyelids refused to open and your body refused to move, you regretted trying to move your head, feeling it throbbing, drawing a painful groan from you. The worst thing was the chattering and humming in your room, your eardrums seemed to want to burst every time someone said an "a", you just wanted whoever it was to be quiet. 

—Shut the fuck up. - you said with difficulty, without opening your eyes and making the least movement as possible.

— Finally. - Akaashi sighed in relief, sitting next to you and turning off his cell phone, where he was talking to Koutaro. - How are you?

—Terrible, let me sleep.

—You slept almost three days straight. - He said with a serene voice, but you got up quickly, sitting on the bed.

Bad idea. The urge to vomit came in the same second, Keiji took the bucket from the floor that he had separated in case that happened and handed it to you, you threw up everything you had to vomit, Akaashi held your hair and smoothed your back, getting up and taking a bottle of water, handing you over when you're done. You lowered your head, supporting it in your hands, feeling immense dizziness and your blood pressure as low as ever. 

—Don't lower your head, lie down again. - Akaashi said, making you lie on his lap. You noticed a needle in your arm and a thread that connected to an IV bag.

—I will never drink again. - you whimpered, hugging Akaashi.

—Y/N... it wasn't the drink. - Keiji started stroking your hair, letting out a sigh.- They put something in your drink. All the MD you took plus that sleeping pill they put in your drink that made you like this. Don't you remember who it was? Kenma said you guys had a fight and then he found you lying in the parking lot.

—Did he just say that? - you swallowed dry.

—Yes.. he said he didn't see anyone else around. Don't you remember? 

—Vaguely. I think accepting drinks from strangers is not good at all, uh.

—No jokes now, I was really worried Y/N, you were unconscious for three days, Kenma hired a doctor to take care of you during these days, so you're not worse.

—I'm sorry, I'll be careful next time, Kaashi.

—Please. I don't want to lose my best friend for bullshit.

—You won't. - You smiled, lying on your back and looking at him. - And Kou-chan?

—He won.- Akaashi rolled his eyes, a silly smile on his lips.- He really is good, I was worried for nothing. 

—I told you. 

—Anyway... you're going to take a shower, right? Kenma bathed you when you got here, but it's been two days.

—Ew, not even for you to bathe me too.

—God forbid, I'm not your father.

—Can you help me go to the bathroom, at least?

He nodded, getting up and carrying you over with difficulty, as you almost fell halfway. You were in your dorm, Yachi wasn't there, so you thought it was probably class time, even though you didn't know if it was day or night. Akaashi waited inside the bathroom in case you passed out again or lost your balance. You took a long shower, feeling the hot water wash away some of the sick feeling that insisted on lingering in your body.

—Will you tell me why you two fought? - Akaasni asked while you finished dressing. You nodded.

—I got annoyed with him.- You sighed, lying back down. - I asked for the second time, "what are we?", the first time he didn't answer, the second time he said it's complicated. Fuck, we literally spent days together, like we were a fucking couple, he takes me out to expensive dinners, gives me expensive clothes and tells me it's complicated? Now I remembered why I got angry.