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by valnentimes

by valnentimes

"Is she going to be alright?" A voice called out, frantic and shaky.
"Please sir, sit down. It's too early to say." Another voice spoke.
"No! Help her! She can't!-"
"Fuck..."
"I'm sorry-"
"SHUT UP!"

I cringed at the scent of the hospital. Just like last time, right? All for nothing. So much for being called an attention whore.
I opened my eyes slowly, only to let them flutter back shut in attempt to block out the bright lights being shone in my face.
"(y/n)! Oh my god, please..." the voice from earlier said. It sounded like he was right next to me. I felt someone grab my hand, but I was too weak to hold theirs back.
"Hey, hey, it's okay, I'm here now. I'm sorry it took me so long..." the voice said.
The door made a loud noise and another voice which clearly sounded like Kenma's sniffled, before speaking.
"Who are you?"
"Kozume Kenma..."
"Are you who caused this?"
"I-... I don't know..."
There was silence for a good minute before the sound of sniffling and footsteps got louder.
"I don't know what happened." Kenma spoke.

I opened my eyes and grunted, lifting my arm up to cover my eyes.
"Holy shit it's bright in here." I say, adding a light chuckle to the end of the sentence.
"Oh my god, (y/n), are you there?" Oikawa spoke out.
My cousin.
My best friend.
"I'm sorry..." the voice from my right says.
I uncover my eyes and look at Kenma, who was still in his volleyball uniform and had his head in his hands. I reach over and grab his hand, squeezing it tightly.
"Don't be." I say, smiling.
"Wait a damn minute, you're from Nekoma." Oikawa spoke out.
I groan loudly and slap his hand, earning a wince from him as he quickly pulled away from my hand.
"Ignore that flat-assed idiot." I say, continuing to look at Kenma. His face was red and his eyes were puffy. I sat up and squeezed my eyes shut at the pain on my thighs.
"Hey, just relax, please." Kenma said, standing up to gently push me back down.
"Don't touch her."
"Flatkawa, shut the hell your mouth." I say, obviously still kinda loopy.
The both of them snort out a laugh and I deadpan at the both of them, quickly shifting my head from left to right to look at them.

Kenma's POV

It had been about an hour and Oikawa had to leave. It was just the two of us, and she had fallen back to sleep. They weren't letting her out until tomorrow, so I left her a note and went home.

When I got home I got changed into a pair of sweatpants and threw my hair into a ponytail, immediately flopping onto my bed and crying for hours upon hours.