confused

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When the black haired guy walked into the hospital he felt a weird knot in his chest. nothing he ever felt before but also nothing he wasn't used to. it was a know feeling just.. different. he drives his fingers through his hair as he approaches the lady at the entrance. "I'm looking for Oikawa Toruu" his hands were shaken nervously and his voice sounded sore, like he had been screaming for the past weeks. the young lady,blond long hair,seemed to be in her 20s, looked down for a second before she returned to her guest. "are you a family member ?" she asks and iwazumi nods without hesitation. "room 204" she smiles softly as the boy turns around and walks down the hall to the elevator. with every step he took he seemed to get more nervous. now sweating he enters the elevator and pressed number 3. the time seemed to stop,seconds felt like years. as the door open the boy was now feeling nauseous and he felt his legs giving up on him. slowly but safely he walks down the hallway,looking left and right for the room his friend was laying in. he stops at room 204 and stares at it for what felt like an eternity. his hand moves up slowly,knocking softly and quietly. there was no reaction whatsoever so iwazumi decided to just go in. he opens the door and slides in,getting surrounded by the smell of disinfection.  he closes the door behind him and approaches the only bed in the room. his friend,the brown haired boy who was always full of energy,loud and annoying, even cocky sometimes,was now laying completely still only the noises of the machines keeping him alive were heard. he seemed small and vulnerable, his skin lost every pigment of color,his hair was messy and tingly,his hands bony and wrinkled. Iwazumi's heart started beating faster as he pulled a chair closer and sat down next to the bed. he hasn't spoken to Oikawa in 3 years and he never thought he'd even see him again. he'd be lying if he said he never thought about him but over time he pushed the memories more and more away. and now he was sitting in front of this long childhood friend,who seemed dead already. oikawa was connected to a breathing machine, his face was bruised and his left arm seemed to be in a weird position. the blanket was pulled up till his chest and he was laying on his back very still,you'd almost think he wasn't breathing anymore. iwa felt his eyes burning and he squeezed them a few times to prevent himself from crying. he was overwhelmed with all those feeling,not being able to organize them. he took a deep breath and reminded himself off the positive aspects. oikawa would be okay,the doctor assured him that one the phone. his mind went back to the day he got the call from an unknown number,explaining himself as the current doctor of his friend. he knew about the accident, he had heard it in the news yet it took him by surprise when he was asked to come. he wondered why Oikawa's parents weren't here,he wondered who even gave him iwa's number. endless thoughts that have been in his head since the call last week,endless thoughts that wouldn't let him rest at night,that would eat him alive. he slowly shakes his head to brush off those negative thoughts and locks his eyes onto Oikawa's face. he had seen the taller one in bad conditions,like that one time he got in a fight when they were 12 and Oikawa's face was all beaten up. he had seen the weirdest mimics,the differentiates emotions yet this one was giving him the hardest time. the boy with the black hair felt his stomach turning upside down and he took a few breaths so he wouldn't puke on his friend. "oikawa" he tried to say but his voice broke miserably on him. he felt tears burning in his eyes again and he leans forward to support his elbows on the bed. he rests his chin in his hands and keeps his eyes on the relaxed face of his friend. Oikawa's eyes were closed and it was hard to make out the face features yet iwa imagined to see a little smile on his face. "oikawa" he said again and this time there was a sound. not iwazumi's usual voice,it sounded more like a child but at least it had a sound. his eyes scan the monitor to see if his speaking would cause any reaction but everything stayed the same. iwazumi sights quietly and gets up shortly after. "I'll come again tomorrow. you better wake up till then shittykawa" he said and used an old nickname to signal his friend that he was here but in reality he just wanted to make himself feel better.