𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙮 || 𝘵. 𝘬𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘺𝘢𝘮𝘢

25 | What I Want

"What do you want?"

What do I want?

I want Tobio. I want Tobio Kageyama.

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Sharp pain radiated throughout my body, I could feel it more than ever at this moment.

But I can feel it.

I shot up, my breathing unsteady and my pulse racing. I was awake.

In an anxious panic I looked around for Tobio, only to find him sitting at my side, eyes wide in shock.

I immediately calmed down at the sight of his blueberry eyes, skin stained red with sorrow.

"Y/n", he said softly.

"Tobio?" I asked, "is this real?"

He sprung towards my weakened body with such an urgency, wrapping his arms around torso. His hands cupped the back of my head and neck as if I were a baby, the gentleness of his touch was enough to elicit a tear.

Then another.

Soon my eyes were waterfalls that soaked his shirt that smelled as if he had not changed it in days. I did not care, I wouldn't care if he were covered in slick mud, all I want is him.

I was so busy crying it took me a couple of minutes to realize my hospital gown was sopping wet on the shoulder; Tobio had been crying as well. When he finally pulled away, I noticed his blueberry eyes had turned pinkish-red, and his nose was running ever so slightly; he would wipe it with his shirt sleeve frequently.

After the initial shock wore off and my adrenaline had finished distracting me, the aching pain in my abdomen resumed. I fell back onto the bed, clutching my stomach with my now slender arms.

This made me realize how much thinner I had become.

How long was I out?

My heart monitor started to alarm faster, only then did I notice my heart was racing again. The pain was so unbearable. I was freaking out, and poor Tobio did not know what to do.

He looked around frantically, then his face turned serious and he rushed out of the room.

My vision started to blur and I couldn't stop squirming from the ache.

"Hi miss (y/n)," I heard, but couldn't open my eyes, "My name is Kimiko, I'm your nurse. Please try to lay still for a moment, Im gonna help ease the pain." She says with her voice raised to overpower my groaning.

I try and lay still for her, but the pain was awful.

I watched as she fiddled with my IV. She pulls a syringe from almost nowhere and inserts it into the port, the medicine going into my IV and then into my system.

The pain subsides shortly.

The nurse checks my vitals while she is still in the room, as I lay there partially sedated from the medication.

At some point my mom and dad entered the room, frazzled as they are normally, they actually looked worse than me.

Tobio had mentioned to the nurse they had went home for the first time since I had been unconscious, and I had been unconscious for 10 days.

Tobio hadn't left at all.

He had missed a copious amount of school, to where the school had called his parents to make sure he was okay. After they were informed of what happened the school started sending Hinata out to bring Tobio his assignments. He of course though, had no idea how to do them.

After a while of laying in my bed waiting for the doctor to discharge me, I noticed the flowers on the windowsill.

Daffodils. From his mother's garden.

When I asked him about it he said he begged his mother for them, that he remembered how much I loved to look at them when I was over at his house.

They sat in the windowsill so effortlessly glowing, golden colored and as lively as ever. I wondered what they had been through, if I would someday be so alive again.

Once the doctor came in to discharge me, he dropped some information I did not want to hear.

He said I would need to stay an extra couple of days, so that the hospital could keep an eye on me. I had just woken up, and they were not completely sure that I was recovered enough to leave just yet.

I wanted to go home.

Tobio finally went home and showered, but only by the will of his mother and the fingers she used to drag him out by his ear. He returned soon, hair disheveled as if he did not even brush it out.

For the next couple of days, card games were our best friend. Everyone would let me win, I assume because of what I had been put through, but I did not mind to win.

Three days later, I was released into the care of my parents, and I was finally able to go home.

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"(y/n)! Tobio is here!" I hear called from the first floor.

Two weeks from the day I was released from the hospital, and I was doing wonderfully. I could walk normally, eat normally, and the pain had finally subsided on it's own.

Tobio and I had still not spoken about our place in each other's lives though.

As someone who almost lost their life, I decided no more weaseling my way around these things.

I lived for him, I lived to see him again.

I need to know where I stand.

So I called him up, and asked him to come over and talk.

"Let him up!" I called, putting my phone down on the bed beside me.

As he walks in my bedroom door, he does a little knock to signify he has arrived.

"Come in, dork." I say, patting the bed beside me, motioning him to sit.

"Don't call me a dork" He says slyly, then walks over to sit on the bed.

He stops in front of me, "Is this about what I think it's about?" He asks, his face looking a little low.

"Yeah." I say softly.

He sighs and sits on the bed, averting eye contact.

"Look, you can forget that even-" he starts,

"I love you too." I blurt out.

He slowly turns his head towards me, his eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

"I realized I never said it back, so, I love you too, and I mean it." I say.

I told Tobio about what I saw in my coma, my grandmother and the freaky run down hospital. I told him that I lived because of him.

He look confused, like he did not believe me almost. I knew what I saw though, and I knew I wanted him to know about everything.

"I was so worried you were going to die." he finally says, his voice soft.

My eyes well up, "Me too."

He encapsulates me in his arms, and my wells suddenly turn to rainclouds. I cried into his shoulder, until he kisses my forehead.

"No more going out late for us, huh?" I ask, then giggle, tears still in my eyes.

He laughs, "No, not in a million years."

We knew we were forever, and we were right.

The lonely crow of Karasuno was suddenly the center of the world for someone, for the first time in years.

And she was eternally grateful for him.