"GO AWAY FROM ME YOU BASTARD!!!!" You shouted as loud as you could at the man in front of you. Throwing everything you could reach. Lamp, books, perfume, pillow, everything. There were shattered on the floor, especially the glass, vase and mirror that you threw randomly at him. He didn't dodge them with his hand but avoid it. With a stern expression, he walked towards you, wasn't afraid getting hit by the things.
"DONT STEP CLOSER!!! I WARN YOU!" You said as there wasn't anything you could throw anymore. Your eyes were looking at the messy place and finally landed on the door. You made your way to the door but were caught Oikawa by the waist. He pulled you to his chest as you struggled for your life, hissing at the sudden pain from your feet that probably hurt by the shattered glass. "DONT TOUCH ME! LET ME GO YOU B---"
/slap/
Your cheek stung in pain as you stop struggling.
"Didn't you agree to not call me with that filthy words, hm?" He finally spoke. Oikawa kept silent for a moment while you still stood froze, looking at the floor before he asked you to go to bed.
"Why...." Your voice was like a whisper as you sob uncontrollably.
"Hm? Why what [Y/N]---"
"WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED?!? HOW... HOW COULD YOU... KILL AKISE..." You yelled while you cried, ignoring the pain on your feet.
"Me? I dont. He died himsel---"
"FUCK, HE DIED BECAUSE OF YOU! BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T TREAT HIM, YOU LATE!!! HE.. HE WOULDN'T DIE IF YOU DID SURGERY RIGHT AFTER WEDDING!!!"
"Why are you worrying about him so badly? He isn't even your biological child though." He said calmly. You lost for words. How did he knew the fact? If he said that then i believe he killed Akise on purpose. It wasn't because he late to treat him, but it was because he knew Akise would die and let him be.
You didn't yell anymore for you had no energy to let out a single voice. You just stared blankly at you reflection in shattered mirror. You felt cold air poking your skin as you remembered you still on your night gown that Oikawa wanted you to wear forcefully. When he thought you had calm enough, he lifted you up bridal style and put you gently on the bed. He went to the bathroom to take first aid kit so he could treat your wound on your feet.
You kept silent as if you had your life been taken away from you. After seven minutes he took care of your wound, he went back to the bathroom to put the aid kit back.
"Divorce me, Tooru." You said quietly. Though you already knew he would never do that. Never in a million years. Your mind couldn't think straight as you plead at him to divorce you with that blank look. Your eyes never met at his and still stayed at the ceiling. He didn't care about what you say anymore and positioned himself to sleep beside you with his hand on your waist an his face in the crook of your neck. Your mind was wandering around, had tired of the things you uselessly said to him.
You remember about the good memory of you and Akise spent together before he was hospitalized. How he made you laugh, how his smile could make your heart melt. He never cried before. Akise was a simple child and cheerful. You missed him already. You wanted to hug him, to kiss him and hear his voice. Tears were streaming down your face. You looked at the clock on the nightstand and it was shown 2 AM. Your eyes accidentally caught a bottle of pill there. Probably was his. After that, you drifted to sleep.
The next day, Oikawa was crying madly, yelling in mess while calling out your name desperately. He found white bubble dripping from your lips. There were a lot of his pills all over the floor. He wiped away his tears and stopped crying.
"You think you can get away from me huh?" Was the last words he said before taking all of the remained pills for him to gulp.
...Until we meet again [Y/N] chan....
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FanfictionOikawa Tooru, 26 years old, is a doctor in a certain hospital. His life was normal until he met a little boy who gets treated in the hospital for a month due to his sickness. Oikawa is just substituted for a doctor who treated that child. Oh, what a...
