We Need Our Ace (Asahi x Nishinoya)

Chapter Seven

!TRIGGER WARNING! (Also spoiler)
!SUICIDE ATTEMPT!

Noya's POV

I wake up to an empty bed, and look around, confused.

"Asahi?"

I don't get a response, and I slowly get up, deciding to go find him. After looking everywhere, I start to panic.

"Asahi?! Asahi?!"

He's nowhere. He left me.

Am I really that annoying?

Tears make their way down my face, and I find myself in his kitchen, grabbing a knife, and sliding it down my wrist. I slide down a wall, the knife clutched in my hand, sobbing.

Asahi's POV

Noya has been sleeping for about two hours, and I decide to run out to the supermarket. I'm running low on food, and don't have any of his favourite treats. I roam through the isles, and I get a sick feeling in my stomach.

I really shouldn't have left Noya alone.

I shake my head, telling myself that he won't wake up until after I'm back. I try my best to move as quickly as possible, but happen to bump into the worst person right now.

Daichi.

"ASAHI!"

The captain runs towards me, looking pissed.

"D-Daichi-?!"

"Where the hell have you been?! You saw what you did to Noya! Why weren't you at practice yesterday?!"

"Noya's sick! I wasn't going to leave him for that long!"

"Where is he now?"

"A-At home..."

He shakes his head, beckoning me away, "Go. He needs you."

I nod, confused by this whole confrontation. I swear this man is fucking bipolar.

I check out, my leg bouncing nervously. I don't know why, but I just feel like something's wrong. I drive home quickly, not even bothering to bring in the groceries.

When I open the door, the worst possible sight greets me.

I rush over to Noya's shaking form, prying the large knife from his hands and tossing it across the kitchen floor. There's blood everywhere. All over his clothes, all over my floor. Everywhere.

"Breathe, Noya. Breathe. You're okay. You're going to be okay."

I gently pull his arm towards me, and see a deep wound, oozing blood. He looks so weak. I need to stop the bleeding.

I reach over to my counter and grab a towel, wrapping it around the top of Nishinoya's forearm. I grab another towel, and place it on top of the wound.

He lets out a pained whimper, causing me to look up at him. He's clearly struggling to stay conscious.

"Noya. I need you to listen to me. Are you strong enough hold this towel?"

He nods ever so slightly, and replaces my hand with his. I leap to my feet and rush into the living room.

I grab the house phone and dial 119.

"Hello?"

"Please! Help me! My boyfriend is bleeding!!"

"From where, sir?"

"H-His arm! H-He cut hims-self!"

"Address?"

I give the operator my address, and she tells me an ambulance is on its way. I thank her, and run back out to Noya.

He's exactly how I left him, huddled in a corner, with a rag to his arm.

"Noya, why did you do this?"

"Th-Thought... y-you left..."

I pull the smaller boy into an embrace, and he begins to cry.

"Shh... Shh... I will never leave you, Noya. Never. I love you so much."

I hear knocking at my door, and shout, "In the kitchen."

The paramedics burst in and usher me away. I watch as they take my Noya, and put him on a stretcher, taking him away.

I watch as Noya goes limp, and I cry out for him.

I beg them to let me come, but they refuse.

As soon as they leave, I look around at my house, and burst into tears.

I don't want Noya to die...

Tears roll down my face as I go get my phone, calling Suga.

"Hello?"

"C-Can you c-come over? I n-need help."

"What's wrong?"

"B-Blood..." I start crying harder, unable to speak.

"I'll be right over!"

The line goes dead, and I put the phone down. There's drying blood all over me, and all over my kitchen. It looks like a murder scene. Noya must have cut a vein.

I just really hope he's okay.