I woke up to the feeling of something gently pressing on my forehead. Due to the bright lighting, I had trouble opening my eyes.
"Bokuto," I mumbled as I recognized the familiar features of the Volleyball player, as he sat upright again. My voice sounded hoarse, even to my ears. My throat felt dry. What time is it?
Bokuto's golden eyes met my own and he blushed lightly, "How are you feeling?" he inquired quietly, "Tired," I said as I closed my eyes momentarily, "What time is it?" had I not felt so disconnected from my body, I probably would've noticed this sooner, but I was holding onto the sleeve of Bokuto's jacket. And he was gently caressing my forehead. Exactly where we had collided the other day.
"I'm sorry," he said, circling his thumb over the bump that had formed, "Does it still hurt?" he asked with a pained look on his face. I shook my head, smiling weakly. He seemed to let out a sigh of relief, but my brain was still too tired to notice much.
"I also got some cold medicine and painkillers," he started, "Akaashi's mother said that she will look over it and see what could help you," Bokuto was speaking in an uncharacteristically low voice. I was about to thank him when a bad cough interrupted me, Bokuto helped me sit up immediately and I could feel tears prick the corners of my eyes at the pain my throat was in at the moment.
Bokuto lightly clapped my upper back, though his movement was slightly limited by my hand that was still tightly gripping his sleeve.
"Ow," I pitifully wiped my eyes with my free hand as Bokuto was still holding me up. I unconsciously leaned on him as my head started to get dizzy again. I let go of Bokuto's sleeve only to grab onto the other sleeve.
I felt so pathetic. I had always been needy when I was sick. I hated it but I couldn't help it.
My eyes got heavier as Bokuto pulled me closer. The last thing I felt was Bokuto resting his chin on top of my head.
The next morning, Bokuto was gone.
I immediately regretted sitting up as my headache came back and I shut my eyes tightly in hope of it subsiding. I blindly reached for my phone and when I found it, my hand brushed a piece of paper. I looked at the paper first, a bunch of numbers... with Bokuto's signature. 'Text me once you're awake'
I saved Bokuto's number in my phone's contacts.
I then opened the group chat from me and the others. Lately, there hadn't been much need for it since we were always together anyway.
From: Flower
To: 'Nah...'
We already left, Akaashi's mother said you should take your medicine and eat some breakfast once you're awake.
From: Flower
To: 'Nah...'
Medicine is downstairs btw. Painkillers too. Kitchen counter.
From: Flower
To: 'Nah...'
I think...
From: Belle
To: 'Nah...'
Are you dead yet?
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Stormy Summer
Fanfiction"I really like you!" he said, looking down slightly. He seemed nervous, as I just stared at him in surprise. I blinked. Once. Twice. "I really like you, too, Bokuto-san!" I finally said with a smile, "You're a really great friend!" Disclaimer: I do...
