Two different worlds (tsukishimaxreader)

Ch 9

Sunday, July 12

I walked over to my bed and pulled him out.
"H-Hey!" He yelped. "We have a guest room for a reason." I say, laying down on MY bed. "Ugh, whatever" He said plopping down on my desk chair. I roll my eyes and turned over. "Fine.. I have a futon in my closet."

Kei's POV
I sigh, getting up from the chair and walking into the closet. whoa.. it's big. I looked around, not being able to find it. My eyes fixed upon a box wrapped in a ribbon. I open the box and found pictures of y/n's childhood. There was a girl next to her. She looks familiar.. hm, I wonder where I remember her from.

"Hey! Why are you snooping around?" Y/n yelled. I'm in trouble.. she snatched the box from my hands. "Privacy much?" She pulled the futon from the shelf and drags me out from the closet by my ear. "Ow ow ow!" I yelped. "It wouldn't've hurt if you have gotten the futon like I asked." She let go and laid back in her bed.

Y/n's POV

I laid back in bed and wrapped myself in my blanket. "Hey.. it's 5 am, why are you sleeping?" He said, (like a fucking dumbass-) I look into his eyes with a glare and said, "Because I'm tired.. so Don't. Test. Me hoe" He rolled his eyes and was about to walk out when I threw something at him. "Ack!-What the fuck?" He said.

"I want ice cream.. can you get me some?" I pout. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Ok? Get it yourself."I ignore him. "With pickles?.." he gives me a disgusted look and said, "P-Pickles?.." I got irritated, "Yes, fucking pickles!" he rolled his eyes again and left to get my ice cream and pickles..

Kei's POV

On the way down, I see Y/n's mom sitting at the dining table. She seemed to be struggling on paper work. Oh.. their divorce papers. Shit- she spotted me. "Ah.. Tsukishima-san.." I can tell she was crying. I bow slightly, "hello..may I ask you something?" She nodded. "where are the pickles?" She raised an eyebrow, "why for?" "Oh, because y/n wants ice cream with pickles" she gave a disgusted face. "With pickles?" I chuckled, "That's what I said" She chuckled and we both laughed for a bit.

"Hey.. I'm sorry for making things very difficult for you and y/n.." She covered her face in frustration. I sat next to her. "Hey.. it's ok. It was your first instinct.." Why do I feel sympathetic? She looked up at me with red puffy eyes. "I shouldn't have acted out like that.. I could've hurt the baby, and you.."

My expression softened. "It's ok,, you apologized and we made up. You may regret your actions, but we won't remember them later on." She looked up at me and smiled. "Thank you.. oh! The pickles are in the fridge." I chuckled a little and got up from the chair to the kitchen.

I got the ice cream and pickles, I walked back to where the dining table was and she left. Hm?.. weird. I walk back up the stairs to y/n's room, with her pickled ice cream.. bleh..

I opened the door and saw no one on the bed. Eh? Where did she go? I saw the bathroom light on and hear someone crying. Was she in there? "BLEHGG!" Ew.. she's throwing up. I sat on the bed waiting for her to finish.

Y/n's POV

I feel like shit.. I got up and washed up. I walked out the bathroom, stumbling. I feel so weak.. I feel faint. I look around and saw Kei sitting on the bed with my ice cream. I smiled and fell. I blacked out.

~sorry- there's a lot of Kei's pov's~

Kei's POV

She smiled at me and fainted. I shot up and caught her. Jeez.. I pick her up and set her on the bed. She's sweating, ew. She's got a fever. She had a tank top on and took off my hoodie to let her wear. I look down to her stomach and saw the bump. Wow.. I smiled a bit.

I put the hoodie on her and wrapped her in blankets. What should I do with the ice cream? I'll put it back in the fridge. I got up and something grabbed my hand. I turn around and saw her holding onto me.

"Kei?.." she said, pulling me down a little. "What?" I say in response. "Please.. can you stay?" I sit back down on the desk chair next to her. "What's wrong?" I ask, putting the ice cream on the desk. "Do you.. love me?"

I was shocked. L-Love? I never really thought about it. Well I can't lie to her, she'll feel hurt. Why am I getting this feeling? Like.. this fluttering feeling in my stomach. Do I.. love her?..

"Yea, I love you.."

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Sorry that I took forever to update- the whole thing was rushed. Sorry again that I'll be taking forever to update because finals are coming up and I have to study for those-