~Part Seventeen~

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I wake up cold, my lungs burning. I cough. It feels like splitting open my head. My bed feels way too hard and cold, my whole body hurting. I grunt and open my eyes. Where am I? Why am I outside? I grab my phone. 28 missed calls, 320 messages.

I try to look around without moving too much, feeling like my head will explode. I am in front of a door. A familiar door. I try to think whose door it is, but my head won't grant me any access to my memories; instead, it just starts hurting even more.

I hear faint screaming in the back, a door slamming. 'You fucking LOST him?!' the voice says. The front door opens. Someone runs out of the house, or at least tries. I feel a kick and hear the sound of someone falling down the steps. 'What the fuck?! Oikawa?' the voice comes closer. I grunt again, not wanting to open my eyes, nor think.

'Yeah, he's here. He somehow ended up in front of my fucking house. Yeah, sure. Bye.' The person picks me up and carefully carries me inside. They place me on the couch and sigh. 'What the fuck is wrong with you?' they say as they flick my forehead. I yelp in pain. 'Ah, damn, sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you...' they place a hand in my forehead. 'Wait, you idiot, you're burning up! Shittykawa!' 'Hey, that's what Iwa-chan calls me.' I say groggily, smiling, but then quickly frowning. It hurts. 'Ow.' 'No shit, you fucking idiot.' I hear from another room.

Just as I am about to open my eyes to see who keeps insulting me, I feel something very, very cold on my forehead. I yelp again, but quickly accept the cool feeling on my burning skin. 'Only Iwa-chan can call me Shittykawa...' I pout at whoever is in front of me. 'Sure.' they sigh.

Someone is trying to break the frint door with their knocks. I try to cover my ears, my head bursting. 'Iwaizumi! Where is he?' a frantic voice asks. 'On my couch. He has a burning fever and is spouting nonsense. Again.' the voice that is apparently Iwa scoffs.

Wait. Iwa? I try to stand up from the couch, wanting to run away but both my headache and my muscles deny me as I fall forward. Being caught just in time, I hear more yelling. 'What the fuck are you doing, you idiot?!' Iwa yells at me. I frown, trying to push him away but merely having the strength in my arms to even hold on to him.

'Oikawa.' someone says softly, way nicer than Iwa's screaming. 'Do you remember anything?' 'No.' I say, my voice sounding weird again. Two simultaneous sighs. 'I think we should let him sleep.' Iwa proposes. I try to nod but my brain feels like it is bouncing around in my skull if I move even a little. The other two seem to agree as well, and I feel someone pick me up and move me to a bed.

Just as Iwa is about to leave, I grab his wrist. 'I'm cold, Iwa-chan.' I whine. 'I'll put on the heater.' he says, trying to pry off my hand. With the little strength I have left, I pull him towards me, shamelessly, knowing I can blame it on the fever later. Not planning on letting him go, I do the same thing he did at Makki and Mattsun's house: put my full weight on him. 'Oikawa!' he says angrily. But I don't care. I snuggle up to him and finally give my head some rest, falling into a dreamless sleep.

I wake up to a still pounding head and burning skin. Iwa seems to have fallen asleep too, his face still showing a frown. I finally move off of him and decide to just put my arms around him instead. I sigh contently, enjoy the moment while I can.

Iwa turns on his side, suddenly coming face to face with me, his nose almost touching mine. I feel my face become even hotter than it already was. He looks relaxed now, no more frown, as he pulls even closer. Deep inside, my brain is telling me to push away, to wake him up, to get out of here. But my fever blocks all rational thoughts.

I look at the gorgeous boy in front of me. I study all his features, trying to distract myself from the impulse that is groing stronger and stronger. I can't help myself as I lean closer and closer, carefully putting my forehead against his. I put my hand on his cheek, rubbing it slowly. And finally, I give up, give in to my heart's biggest desire.

I put my lips on Iwa's and kiss him.

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