When The Timer Hits Zero. ~Iwaoi~

~Part Twenty One ~

I wake up. My headache is gone, my skin feels cool and my muscles hurt way less. I try to sit up. I easily do so. My fever seems to be over, or at least down. I look around. Iwa is laying on the other side of the bed, sleeping peacefully. I put my hand in his forehead. His fever seems to be gone as well. I sigh in relief, when I suddenly remember my... Dream? It must've been. He doesn't love me. I look away, to the other side of the room.

On the chair, I find some blankets and a pillow, that weren't there before. Suspiciously, I get out of bed, I expect to fall over, but I can easily stay put. I walk out of the bedroom, hungry, looking for signs of someone else being here. I go towards the kitchen and almost have a heart attack.

'Jeez! What are you doing here?' I half-yell. 'Oikawa! Are you okay?' Makki quickly puts his phone away and puts his hand on my forehead. 'Good, your fever's gone.' he sighs out of relief. Mattsun, standing next to the toaster, smiles at me.

'What are you doing here?' I ask again. 'Iwa called us in the middle of the night two nights ago. Saying your fever went up a lot and you seemed to be in a lot of pain. He couldn't help you due to his own fever so he asked us to take care of you.' Mattsun explains.

'Oikawa, you alright?' I hear a sleepy voice as Iwa leans against me. I nod. 'Iwaizumi, you idiot. Wanting us to help Oikawa but not talking about how bad your own fever was.' Makki flicks him on the forehead. Iwa frowns. 'You two have been sleeping for over a day, you must be hungry.' Mattsun hands us the bread that just popped out of the toaster.

'We've been sleeping for the entire day yesterday?' I say surprised as I take a bite out of my toast. 'Yeah. You kept saying all kinds of stuff, so I woke up sometimes. I'm kind of surprised you didn't. You seemed to be having a nightmare once.' Iwa looks away as he says that. He's hiding something. Makki and Mattsun look at eachother and nod. They're all hiding something.

I eye them suspiciously. 'What?' I ask. Mattsun shakes his head. 'You were indeed saying some weird stuff. I think it's best not to tell you.' he chuckles. I slightly turn red.

Iwa, who is still leaning on me, is slowly munching on his bread. 'Iwa-chan, you're getting crumbs all over me!' I softly push him away, but he just bounces back. 'Looks like you are not mad at him anymore?' Mattsun sounds a little relieved as he asks that. Iwa hums shortly. 'You should probably text Lana. I think she's worried.' I say, wanting Iwa to let Makki, Mattsun and I alone for a moment. He nods and walks back to his room, my shoulder suddenly feeling cold.

'So, what did I say?' I whisper. They exchange another look, before Mattsun nods, and Makki looks at me. 'You might've told him you loved him. Again. Multiple times.' he looks kind of sorry as he says that. I swallow hard, not knowing what to say. 'Did he say anything about it?' I say after a short silence. They shake their heads. I sigh. 'I might've done something worse.' I hide my face in my hands. 'My fever was acting up. Iwa was sleeping. I kind of, might have, almost, pretty much kissed him for a second.' It comes out as a soft, hurried whisper. Makki and Mattsun sigh, as is it silent once again.

'How about Lana's timer?' Makki breaks the uncomfortable silence. 'It must be around three days now.' I mumble, not liking this subject either. Silence again. I can hear them whisper, Makki sounding kind of angry, but sighing in defeat. 'So, um, Oikawa, we kind of didn't wanna ask, but I'm really curious.' Mattsun looks at the floor. 'Do we.. Do we have any timers?' He grabs Makki's hand. I look at them and chuckle. 'No, you don't. Seems like you two will stay together, huh?' I smile at them as they smile at each other.

Just then, Iwa walks back into the room. 'She's kind of mad at me. I'm going over to hers tomorrow.' he rubs the back of his head. 'Oikawa. You better not spy on us again.' he glares. I put my hands up in the air. 'Why me? Why not Mattsun and Makki?' 'They don't and won't know her adress.' Iwa still glares.

Makki and Mattsun check out fevers one more time, then tell me I can safely go home now. My empty, cold home. I sigh. 'Thanks for letting me stay, Iwa-chan! Sorry for bothering you.' I put on a happy smile. He looks up at me, flicks me on the forehead, and opens the door. 'You're welcome here any time, idiot.'