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✨️⚠️ Ice (🏐)

Kuroo begged, tears falling down his cheeks. They could barely fall as they mostly froze onto his cheeks.

" How far on the lake is your friend, sir? "

Kuroo sobbed, he was starting to panic, his breathing became uneven and ragged.

" I-I don't know, h-he... he's pretty far in! "

Kuroo explained, trying to stay as calm as possible while speaking to the 911 operator.

" Try and calm down, sir. The fire and paramedics are on the way. "

The operator explained. Kuroo could hear the sirens in the distance. Kuroo stayed on the call with the operator, who was helping him take deep breaths.

The ambulance and fire trucks arrived on the scene and immediately started to work on getting Kenma out of the lake.

Kuroo was still on the call, not wanting to hang up.

" Sir? Is your friend safe? "

Kuroo's eyes widened as he saw Kenma be pulled out of the lake. His body was turning a light blue colour.

" H-he... he's blue... "

Kuroo muttered, the operator sighed softly.

" Sir, you will have to hang up now. "

Kuroo sniffled softly, hanging up the phone as he watched Kenma get taken into the ambulance.

Kuroo was brought into the fire truck, a warming blanket being put around him and the firefighters comforting him as they followed the ambulance to the hospital.

Kuroo stepped out of the fire truck, and his heart dropped when he heard the sound of a flatline.

He watched as Kenma was taken straight into the hospital. He wasn't alive.

Kuroo sat in the waiting room, the warming blanket around his body and tears streaming down his face.

" Kuroo? "

Kuroo didn't know how long he'd been there for, just crying. He lifted his head to see Yaku, Lev, Bokuto, and Akkashi.

" G-guys? "

Kuroo checked the time. It was already the next day. There still wasn't any information on Kenma's condition.

Yaku placed his hand on Kuroo's shoulder.

" Come on, let's get you home. You need to rest and eat. "

Kuroo shook his head fast, fresh new tears falling down his cheeks once again.

" No! I can't leave... I-I... it was my fault. He's dying because of me! "

Kuroo sobbed. Bokuto has tears in his eyes. He could only hope and pray that Kenma would pull through this.

" Kuroo, it wasn't your fault! You really should rest! "

Lev said, waving his hands around. Yaku sighed.

" Please, Kuroo... there still hasn't been any update on Kenma. There may not be for a while. "

Yaku explained. It was harsh, but the truth.

" B-but..."

Akkashi helped Yaku lift Kuroo up and help him out of the hospital.

Once Kuroo was taken home, Yaku and Akkashi tried to get him to eat. Kuroo just stared at the wall, his eyes totally blank. No more sparkle was found in his eye.

" Kuroo...."

Akkashi mumbled softly, holding up a spoon of soup for Kuroo to eat. Kuroo opened his mouth and let them feed him.

Five days had passed by now. Kuroo didn't sleep. He didn't eat unless Akkashi and Yaku fed him, and he never cleaned himself.

He was in a state of depression. He couldn't handle the fact that Kenma was likely dead because of him.

Akkashi got a call, and his eyes widened, hearing the doctor explain that Kenma was finally awake.

" Kuroo! Kenma is awake! "

Kuroo's eyes widened. He got out of his bed immediately and rushed downstairs.

" No... Kuroo, first of all.. you need to sleep and clean yourself.. "

Kuroo stopped in his tracks, and he frowned sadly. He just wanted to see his best friend, but at the same time, he was nervous to see Kenma, worried that Kenma would blame him.

" O-okay..."

Yaku helped Kuroo bathe, gently putting shampoo through his hair and humming softly.

" Y-yaku... what if Kenma hates me? "

Yaku raised a brow, looking at Kuroo.

" Why would he hate you? "

" Because it's my fault, he almost died. "

Kuroo said with his voice slightly breaking.

" Oh Kuroo... Kenma wouldn't hate you. It wasn't your fault. Besides, you are the one who also saved him. You called 911, which was the right thing to do. "

Yaku said with a soft smile.

" Yeah, but I could have tried to save him myself.."

" No, Kuroo.. you couldn't, it would have been too dangerous and you could have died too. "

Yaku explained, shaking his head.

" You saved Kenma the right way. And if Kenma is awake now, then he is okay. "

Kuroo sobbed quietly.

" I-I just wanted to ice skate! I didn't want him to get hurt. "

Yaku gently rinsed out the shampoo in Kuroo's hair and helped him wash his body.

" Kuroo, it wasn't your fault, okay? "

Yaku sighed, shaking his head. He helped Kuroo out of the bath and helped him dry off.

The next day, after Kuroo had finally rested. Yaku took him to the hospital to visit Kenma.

Akkashi had been staying with Kenma, who was still hooked up to machines, and his body was still discoloured due to the ice-cold water.

" Kenma? "

Kuroo muttered softly as he entered the room. Kenma looked at Kuroo, tears in his eyes.

" Kuroo!! "

" Kenma! "

Kuroo sobbed as he ran to Kenma and hugged him tight. Kenma sobbed quietly.

" I'm so sorry for worrying you. "

Kenma mumbled softly, hugging Kuroo.

" No, no! It wasn't your fault!! "

Kuroo exclaimed, holding Kenma in his arms.

" I should have paid attention!! "

Kuroo said, crying softly. Kenma sniffled.

" It's okay, Kuroo... I don't blame you.."

Kenma smiled softly, kissing Kuroo on the cheek.

" I love you, Kuroo. "

Kuroo blushed brightly, his eyes widened in shock.

" I-I love you too, Kenma. "

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