twenty-two

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it starts with fatigue.

moving around is tiring. i start falling asleep late in the afternoon, without even having left the house; without having done anything. oikawa starts waking me up regularly when he gets home from work. i start accommodating, sleeping earlier so i can be awake just when he arrives.

sometimes i don't. on those days he makes dinner, sets it out, but doesn't eat. instead, he curls up beside me, and holds me in his arms. he says he doesn't need to eat, that he needs me instead. i tell him it's a waste. he doesn't care. i love him.

weekends are the hardest. when he's there with me, and i'm trying so hard to make it fun. to do something together. but i'm too fatigued, and i slowly drift away, eyes fluttering. he says he doesn't mind, but there's pain and i know he's hurting much more.

he really doesn't want to see me go.

i'm tired. i drift off. i wake up. he's there, eyes filled with joy when i join him again. occasionally it takes me too long to fall asleep and through fluttering eyelids i see the pain i cause when i drift away.

as long as he holds me, it's okay.

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