"We started dating around half a year ago. For the first couple of months, it was great, at least in my eyes. She'd come over almost every day, and if she couldn't make it I'd either take her out later, or go over to her place. I didn't think much of it, it was just normal, until... She started going places late at night more and more often, and the time we spent together decreased slowly. Of course, I stupidly couldn't recognise the change, but my buddy, Kurro, noticed almost immediately. Being the way he is, though, he didn't mention anything right away. Then, Kuroo went out one day, and I hoped she'd be able to come over, and I told her we'd have the house to ourselves. But she never responded.
Instead, and hour or so later I think, I can't remember, but Kuroo started sending me... Pictures. Pictures of her getting up all over other guys. I... I didn't know how to react at first. I didn't respond to Kuroo or Narumi that night, Narumi being my... My ex. I don't know what he did, but Kuroo got the message through that I wouldn't be seeing her anymore.
And, earlier, I think it was today, I don't know how long I was out, though, but I saw her at the super market. She... She pretty much reopened and poured salt into my wound. And, now... Now I'm here. With my chest having been pressed in by a semi truck, and yet I still can't wrap my mind around the fact that... She did this to me."
"Indirectly."
"Wha..?"
"Never mind." Akaashi stands, and walks over to him, squatting so his face is kinda close to his.
"Well... Laying everything out there... How would you rate that pain now..?"
Bokuto stays quiet for a moment. He clutches the cloth in front of his chest, not looking away from the nurse's gaze.
"I think... I think a four. Or... A three, maybe." he says, and Akaashi smiles slightly.
"That's good." he says, patting Bokuto's shoulder lightly, and he grabs his clip board, making a little note before moving towards the door.
"And I'll make sure that it stays that way." he says, leaving the room, Kuroo catching a smile on the nurse's lips before entering the room once again.
"Ohoho, what's this, dude? You look way better already!" Kuroo leans on the end of the bed, and Bokuto grins widely.
"What'd that nurse give you, I've been trying to work at you for weeks now, and that guy helps you out in a couple of minutes? He must really be somethin, huh?"
Bokuto's smile widens. He hasn't felt so great in months. He hardly knows what to do with himself. He wants to jump around in excitement, but he's been condemed to his bed. So instead, he just kinda smiles like a weirdo for a little bit.
"Hey, that nurse... He didn't give you any brownies or anything, did he..?"
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The Pretty Nurse
FanficThis is based off a dumb text post so read if you like i am not all that creative man so that's basically all there is to it