12 days of christmas [haikyuu oneshots]

on the second day of christmas - matsuhana

TW: SMALL PANIC ATTACK

a/n: this is story number two! this will be matsuhana. makki and mattsun are spending their first christmas as college students living together, but then makki gets hurt and mattsun is left to wonder about his boyfriend. hope you like it!

on the second day of christmas,

my true love gave to me,

two turtle doves

mattsun pov-

the day before christmas

"makki, i made hot chocolate!" i yelled across the living room of our small apartment.

my boyfriend, makki, hopped up from the couch to take a mug of steaming hot cocoa from my hand. "mmm, thanks mattsun!" he said, taking a sip.

"babe, should we decorate the tree you got?" makki asked after a second.

"good idea! do you want to get the ornaments?" i said.

makki nodded and set down his cocoa. he grabbed the box of christmas ornaments and brought it to the living room where i had set up the christmas tree. i grabbed the footstool so we could reach the top.

"makki, love, why don't you put up the star on the top?" i suggested, handing him the pretty tree-topper.

he took it, and stood on the footstool, reaching up and standing on his tip-toes. "be careful!"

he giggled, and said, "i'm always careful!"

i snorted, disagreement obvious in my laugh.

as i giggled, makki laughed too. 

then, as i watched in horror, his giggles shook the footstool, and he fell. "makki!" i shouted, running to catch him.

as he fell, the look of surprise on his face froze as his head slammed against the corner of his desk. i heard the loud crack, and i yelled, "makki!" again.

i caught him in my arms before he hit the ground, but as i looked at him, his head had a huge gash that was bleeding everywhere. "makki-makki? are you ok?" i said frantically.

when he didn't respond, i let out a cry and grabbed his wrist. i put my finger to his wrist to check his pulse, and for a second my heart dropped as i felt nothing. then, i felt a faint pulse, and i almost cried with relief.

but we're not clear yet. i grabbed my phone, dialing 911. (i'm not sure what the emergency number is for japan so i'm just going with 911 anyway.) 

"hello, 911, what is your emergency?" said a calm female voice.

"my boyfriend just fell, he hit his head on the corner of the desk, and he's unconscious and bleeding badly," i said, trying my best to stay calm, even as panic was welling up in me at the sight of my unconscious boyfriend. 

"alright, we'll send an ambulance over. what's your address?"

i answered her questions numbly, my thoughts repeating in an endless loop of 'will he be ok? i couldn't bear it if he isn't. i'm going to cry. oh, please wake up makki-makki. i love you." 

after i hung up, i sat next to him, cradling his head in my lap. at first, i tried to stay calm, but eventually, the panic at makki's state and the anxiety of waiting for the ambulance welled up inside me, and i started to cry.

i sobbed, my breath coming out in short, heavy gasps. i couldn't stop thinking about how my baby might never wake up again. and even if he did, he might never be the same. oh, i might never get to see that beautiful grin again.

i sobbed harder, struggling to breathe, and held him tight. as i cried, it occurred to me that i was having a panic attack. i tried to regulate my breathing, and eventually, i managed to calm down a bit. i was still crying, but smaller, quieter sobs.

i heard the sirens, and i picked up makki. i cradled him in my arms, not even feeling his weight. i walked out to the curb, where the ambulance was parked.

i watched, numb as they loaded him into the back on a stretcher. they let me ride in the back with him. i clutched his hand, as i questioned the paramedics. "will he be ok?" i asked fearfully.

"we can't be 100 % positive, but while he got hit pretty hard, and might have a concussion, we think he should be ok." 

i sighed in relief, squeezing his hand even harder. 

we got to the hospital, and i waited anxiously in the waiting room until i heard someone call, "anyone for hanamaki takahiro? he's awake."

i jumped up to meet her, and she led me into his room. at the sight of my baby sitting up in his bed, i let out a cry and ran to his side.

"mattsun?" he said, looking up at me.

"oh, makki, baby!" i cried, tears welling up in my eyes. 

he held out his arms, and i embraced him with a wet, tearful laugh. "you're gonna be fine." i said, holding him.

the doctor walked into the room. "hanamaki will be okay. he actually doesn't have a concussion, he passed out because of a combination of shock and blood loss." he said

i sighed in relief and said "thank you, sir. when can he come home?"

"he should be fine by morning, and you can spend christmas day together at home." 

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a/n: wow, this is pretty long lol. i have no idea if any of this is medically accurate, but uh i tried my best, so i mean i hope you like it! also, if you're enjoying this, please read my other stories, cuts and kittens (bokuaka), and glide (kuroken). anyway, i hope you liked this chapter!

hugs,

bella

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