The Dorms || Oikawaxreader (complete)

Eleven -Good Bye, I'm Sorry

TW// blood (just the first paragraph!) Be prepared for ALL the angst AND some fluff sandwiched between EVEN MORE ANGST :)

YOUR POV

I slumped down onto the floor, my back against the cold, wooden door of my bedroom. That look on his face was burned into my brain. The cuts on his lower lip and left cheek still wet with blood. The bruises that where beginning to form on his jaw and around his left eye. The tears welling up in his eyes. The look of pain and heart break plastered across his sweet, pretty face. His brown eyes bursting with pain. It was all my fault. He was fighting to protect my emotions and to protect me from possible heart break when I'm the one who shattered his heart into a million tiny pieces. 

I hadn't even realized but hot salty streams had begun to flow down my cheeks. The trails of tears felt like they where a thousand degrees hotter then my already burning face. I'm a monster. But I needed to protect myself too. Nishinoya is the only person I ever cared about to not get seriously hurt or...killed. It was never my fault, I guess I was just a bad luck charm. First my parents in the car crash, then my first boyfriend getting injured bad enough to end his basketball career before it even really started. I can't let anything happen to Oikawa. He's an amazing guy and he has his entire life ahead of him and if I'm being honest, I'm falling for him. I'm falling hard, too. I wish I could turn off my feelings for him. I wish I could protect him. There's only one thing to do. I picked up my phone, making a quick phone call. I walked over to my closet, pulling out my suitcases and began to pack. I started with my shirts and made my way to my pants. I looked down at what I had on. I couldn't take his jersey with me, it wasn't mine to keep. I pealed it off of my body, folding it neatly and placing it on the end of my now barren bed. Everything was packed. All my clothing, all the decorations, all of my art supplies. I left the current piece I was working on with a sticky note of my instructions for that project on them. I can always make another one. I waited a few hours to make sure everyone was asleep before making my way to the hall. I stepped in front of Nishinoya's open door and peaked in to see him peacefully sleeping in Asahi's arms. Asahi glanced up from his phone screen with a puzzled look. 

"I'm running out to the store" I lied, "I'll be back soon. Make sure he sleeps well and eats properly!"

"Yeah of course." Asahi assured me, the puzzled look still on his face.

I made my way to Kenma's room, his door was open as well. Both Kuroo and Kenma where sound asleep in each others arms. I remember the blonde saying he probably wouldn't interact with me yet somehow we had grown close. I passed Iwazumi's room last. He was sat on his bed watching old videos of him and Oikawa. He didn't even notice me so I thought it would be best to leave him be. Finally I made my way to the living room. Oikawa was asleep on the couch. I gently brushed a few locks of chocolate brown hair out of his face before carefully caressing his cheek with my thumb. He really was easy on the eyes, but that playful and kind personality is what I had fallen for. His looks where just a bonus. 

"I'm sorry. Please find someone better." I whispered before leaving my key on the counter and walking out of that dorm for the last time. I would be staying with my old friend, Yachi, for the time being. I would keep in touch with everyone but Oikawa and make sure they knew not to tell him where I was. This was the best bet at protecting him from the wreck that is myself. I'm sorry, but you're too good for me, Tooru Oikawa. 

Oikawa's POV

I heard the front door click shut after feeling what seemed like a familiar hand leave my face. Weird, I must have been imagining it. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, sitting up and eventually stumbling to my feet. My head felt like it Had been trampled by a dozen elephants. I made my way to the kitchen, rummaging through the cabinet to find a couple of pain killers. I began walking down the hallway, stopping to look at (Y/N)'s door for a moment. The Princess Bride poster was missing? Maybe she changed it. I turned into my room, closing the door behind me. Should I apologize for coming on so strongly yesterday? Probably. But what would I even say? I plopped down on my bed, staring at the ceiling. She is so beautiful. I would do anything in the world to make her happy. I'm in love with her.