Stay

A/n: I have had such bad writer's block when it comes to free! recently. Ugh.

I've spent quarantine rewatching everything so now I want to write more fics but I just can't it's so frustrating.

This one, which should really have only taken a day or two has taken a week? two weeks to finish? I don't even know what day it is haha

The only things I've managed to write with little difficulty are multi-chapter fics which I'm trying to get ahead with before I start posting them.

Anyway, enough of my lonely ass ranting, I hope everyone enjoys this unplanned fluffy Hiyiku fic.

P.s. I apologise if this is out of character, I'm not quite used to writing Hiyori yet and I always have the urge to write Ikuya as a sarcastic little shit so it's hard to remember he was a depressed lil bean to start with

Hiyori could tell from a mile off that something wasn't right. Ikuya's form was off and he noticed the way that his strokes became uneven and jerky as he reached the end of the pool. From experience, the brunet knew what would happen next and although he may know how to resolve the problem, getting Ikuya to listen was a much harder task.

He made his way around to the starting blocks as Ikuya pulled himself out of the pool, arms shaky and unstable which he tried to brush off, hoping no-one noticed.

Of course Hiyori did though.

Figuring that the best way to get Ikuya to listen was to start off with a neutral topic, Hiyori casually commented

"Nice swimming Ikuya," When Ikuya gave no reply besides more heavy breathing, he decided he needed to hurry this up before the situation got any worse "Your rhythm seemed a little different than usual though, did something happen?"

Ikuya moved to step past him, his reply short.

"No, not really,"

A frown made it's way onto Hiyori's face, taking note of the pale, almost sickly tone of Ikuya's skin and the way his eyes focussed blankly on nothing.

"You're breathing kind of hard though...Maybe you should sit down," The brunet approached the subject cautiously, knowing Ikuya's tendency to be as stubborn as a mule even when he knew something was wrong. Unfortunately, today seemed to be one of those days where Ikuya wouldn't listen as the shorter male brushed him off easily

"You worry too much Hiyori," With that, Ikuya began walking off, clearly planning to continue practice like normal only it appeared the universe had other plans.

Hiyori noticed immediately when Ikuya stopped walking, swaying slightly where he stood before he began to fall.

This is exactly what Hiyori had been afraid would happen as he rushed to catch Ikuya's weight to ensure he didn't fall and hit his head.

The commotion grabbed the attention of their captain who rushed over as Hiyori lowered Ikuya to the floor sick with worry even though the had been fully expecting it. Luckily, this time it hadn't been whilst he was in the water and soon enough, large brown eyes were flickering open in confusion, trying to sit up only to be pushed back down by Hoshikawa who instructed him to do so slowly.

Honestly, Ikuya only obliged because he had no other option. There was no way he could have escaped the situation and so, it was best to do as he was told to get it over with. He could feel a hand resting on his back supporting him and glanced to his side to see Hiyori, eyes filled with concern and slight frustration.

Once he was sat up, Hiyori seemed to relax slightly, hearing their captain address him

"Tono-kun, can you take him back to his apartment,"