fate || oikawa & iwaizumi x reader

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Iwaizumi's POV (March 31st)

After maybe two or three minutes, we arrived at the hospital. The paramedics ran out of the ambulance, dragging (Y/N) along with them on a stretcher. The driver walked up to me and lead me to the front desk.

I signed her in, whatever, whatever; that wasn't important. I ran, faster than a cheetah, to (Y/N)'s room. The room was currently of limits. I was panting like a dog outside of her door. I was able to see through the small window, but it was no use. All the doctors were surrounding her, so I couldn't even see her.

I leaned against the wall and slid down in frustration, placing my head in my knees. I'm such an idiot. This was all my fault. I should've taken better care of her. I should've made sure she followed her diet. I should've made sure she ate her medicine. I should've been there for her. I can't even see her right now. She's lying there on her bed, on the verge of death; and a single door is stopping me from being by her side.

"Hajime!" Tooru's voice echoed through the halls as he ran towards me. I looked up at the setter, "Is she in there?" he asked.

I nodded my head, "We can't see her right now."

Tooru groaned and took a seat next to me on the floor. We probably looked like complete idiots; mourning in sweaty volleyball jerseys.

Tooru probably noticed my anxious face. "Hey," he said as he put his hand on my shoulder, "She's going to be okay. I just know it."

I chuckled with a slight tone of irritation, "This is all my fault. I fucking hate myself." I tilted my head backward and looked at the ceiling lights.

"What? You're no where near at fault, Hajime! It's nobody's fault. It was just fate. Either way, she would've ended up like this no matter what. Don't go blaming yourself for something you can't control."

I looked over at Tooru, "But I could've controlled it! If only I took the extra effort to make sure she was okay, she wouldn't be here right now!"

"Hey, Hajime. Calm down. Breathe in, breathe out." Tooru said in a soothing voice. I did as I was told, which made me a bit calmer. "Listen, Hajime. There is no absolute way you could've prevented this. As I said, this was all just fate. If (Y/N) stayed in America the same thing would've happened no matter what. You need to accept that. Fate, fate, fate. Keep that word in your head; fate. Fate is uncontrollable. You understand?"

I clicked my tongue, "Fuck fate. I hate fate."

"Me too. But hey, she still has a chance of getting better! No, she WILL get better! You'll be able to see her bright, uplifting smile again. You'll be able to give her taiyaki pastries again. You'll be able to sit on that tree branch with her. You'll be able to take more selfies with her. See all these things that you'll be able to do with her? All you need to do is believe in her and her heart. You can do that, right? If she were next to us right now, she would definitely be rooting you on."

I bit my bottom lip, holding back my tears. I managed to force a nod. "Oh! And," Tooru pulled something out of his shoe, "Look! See, we have good luck. Everything will be perfectly fine, Hajime." Tooru said, holding up the good luck charm (Y/N) gave us yesterday.

I then remember my charm I tied onto my shorts. I untied it and just stared at it for a good thirty seconds. I couldn't hold it in much longer. Tears rolled down my face. At that moment, I felt like screaming at the top of my lungs. God, I wish I could. 

I brought the charm to my chest and shut my eyes close. Just praying things will get better. I could hear Tooru sniffling and crying, too. I eventually fell asleep, on the floor, in my volleyball uniform, with the charm held tightly in my hand, next to my bestest friend, with the love of my life dying right in front of me.

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name change again lol.............................