**this is the resurrection of the dead. enjoy.
I'm on the couch, surfing through the TV channels looking for something nice to watch. But I guess there won't be any at this time of the day.
I'm currently waiting for my fiancé to get home. I do this all the time which actually I enjoy, somehow. I press the button on the remote, still looking for something. Giving up, I just opened Netflix and played "Howl's Moving Castle."
I checked the clock and it's 11PM. I waited longer, I don't want him coming home to unwelcoming arms. I just want to help him for the very least, whatever it is that I could help him with.
I rest my head on the armrest of the couch, falling asleep quite a few times. I pinch myself to keep me awake.
Two hours passed and I finally heard the door unlock.
"I'm home." Kenjiro greeted, taking his shoes off. He went up to me and kissed me on the cheek.
"Do you want to eat? I'll heat the food up if you want." I asked and he shook his head.
"I already ate. I'll be writing my report in my office, you go ahead and sleep." I sighed, watching him drag his feet to his office. He seemed more tired than usual.
I turned off the TV, and stored the leftovers in different containers, putting them inside the refrigerator. I washed the dishes and headed to bed.
I stared at the ceiling as I couldn't fall asleep, worrying about him. Kenjiro's a 5th year Med Student, he's graduating this year, I on the other hand graduated last year. Even if he's a student, I couldn't help but think that he's not one anymore. Med School's tough.
An hour or so passed, I heard the water run from the bathroom beside this room. Minutes later, the door opened. I pretended to have fallen asleep already.
Kenjiro laid beside me, wrapping an arm around my waist pulling me closer to him.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. I moaned, turning around to face him. I guess he thought I was dreaming.
shirabu's pov
Just like how it's always been, I got home and saw (Y/n) waiting for me. I always come home very late, and she's always there either asleep, sleepy or awake, waiting for my return.
She's been waiting for me like this for two years now. Ever since we moved in together, she always waited. Like just a month ago, she waited for me at the dining table, she was already asleep. I had to carry her to the bedroom. Last week, I got home and saw her drinking coffee to keep herself awake.
I checked my phone to see if there were notices about the patients but instead I saw an unread message from (Y/n). I didn't even notice this, and it was sent five hours ago.
"Are you eating at home tonight? If so, do you want me to cook your favorite soup?" -Love.
I sighed. I tried brushing my thoughts off, focusing on writing the reports about the patients I handle. Looking at the records, only made me think of (Y/n). I leaned on my chair, frustration all over me. I tried my best to finish the report despite the distraction.
I'm just worried that one day she'd say that she regrets being with me, or that I'd hurt her because I always make her wait.
I finished my report and I decided to take a shower. When I got to our bedroom, she was already asleep. She looks tired, but she still thinks of me.
I gently laid beside her and wrapped my arm around her waist, I pulled her closer.
"I'm sorry." I whispered. She suddenly turned around, I panicked I thought I woke her up, but she's just sleeping soundly.
I don't want to hold you back anymore. I don't want to see you miserably wait for me to come home. I should just... call off our marriage.
your pov
I woke up at 6AM. Kenjiro was still asleep so I let him be, he needs enough rest. I took a shower first. I went to the kitchen and cooked rice, heating up the leftovers from last night. I brought out the plates and set the table.
I started brewing coffee, I brought out the mugs and poured coffee in each. I put sugar and creamer in mine and a little bit of creamer in his.
I heard the door open, I guess he's awake. He sat by the table, yawning and rubbing his eyes.
"Good morning." He greeted half awake.
"Did you sleep well?" I asked, placing his mug in front of him. I sat across him.
"I think.." I just smiled.
I picked up my chopsticks and started eating, he started as well but he didn't look like he had an appetite. I hope his stomach's feeling alright.
"(Y/n)." I looked at him, waiting for him to continue. "Aren't you... tired of waiting for me?" I chuckled.
"Why would I be? It's the least that I could do anyway." I answered, taking another bite.
"I'm serious." He stopped eating. "I always make you wait and you're always tired from staying up late because of me." He furrowed his brows.
"And your point is..? I'm really fine with anything, so don't worry." He took a deep breath.
"Let's call off the marriage." My heart sunk.
"I have to go to work."
I stood and grabbed my bag and my keys, heading for the door. I went to the garage, I opened the driveway and got into my car, I buckled my seatbelt and drove myself to 'work.'
I felt so frustrated hearing him say that. I tried my best to calm down as I felt like I was having a panic attack. I calmed myself down by listening to music.
Driving away from home, nothing helped distract me from remembering his words.
"I can wait for more than two years, just don't call off the marriage." My eyes welled up and I wiped them away as soon as they fell.
I kept looking at the mirror, looking back and forth ahead. Nearing the intersection, I turned my head multiple times, left and right, trying to see if there was a car approaching. Believing there were none, I looked straight ahead, but then when I took a quick glance on the left— chaos fell upon me.
third person's pov
As (Y/n) continued to move forward, a car coming from her left had crashed into her car, throwing her off to the right. (Y/n) was lucky that the other car had not directly hit the driver's seat, but the passenger's.
Witnesses of the accident had called for an ambulance and soon enough two ambulances arrived at the site. As (Y/n) was being taken to the hospital, she lost signs of life, the one in charge immediately performed CPR on her.
Arriving at the hospital, (Y/n) was rushed to the OR and the other was sent to the ER.
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Kenjiro was writing his reports once again, he was at his cubicle with the others. Kenjiro had repeatedly checked his patients records, sighing as he saw not much difference from the past records.
The door slowly opened and a nurse, Kenjiro's junior, had entered the room.
"Shirabu-san...." The girl called out to him.
"Oh, hey. The professor's looking for me right? I'll be right there—"
"It's not about the professor.. It's about your fiancée." The word fiancée was enough to make Kenjiro freeze. The delivery of her words were already not in a nice encouraging way.
"What about my fiancée?" The girl couldn't say it. "Just spit it out! Damn it!" Nervousness ran all over him.
"S-She's being operated in room 5, she got into an accident at the intersection, 13 blocks away from here. The p-professor's the s-surg—" The girl rapped her words out, only to be cut off.
Kenjiro ran out of the room and on to the elevator, he didn't let the girl finish. Kenjiro repeatedly and impatiently pressed the button.
Kenjiro ran to OR5 and he couldn't keep himself calm. He was scared for life. He blamed himself for what happened, he believed that he was the reason why she got into an accident.
Kenjiro walked back and forth, restless as the operation was longer than expected. He fell to the ground, leaning his head on the wall. He could feel his tears run down his face.
The light of the sign went off— operation done. Kenjiro quickly stood and waited to hear the results. The doors opened and there stood the professor.
"I-Is she okay? I-Is she a-alright?" His professor sighed and held him by his shoulders.
"She's alright now. Her heart started to fail, based on records she already had complications since she was younger. But thankfully, we were able to revive her." Kenji pursed his lips.
"She'll be transferred to a private suite room. You should calm down, so that you can take care of her once she wakes up." Kenji sighed, feeling more tears fall from his eyes.
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Just like the professor said, (Y/n) was immediately transferred to a suite room. Luckily, the university hospital is owned by Kenjiro's family, his parents to be exact. So accessing the best rooms is an easy process.
Knowing that (Y/n) had been operated because of her heart, an EKG Machine was needed to monitor her heart rate. Also from losing a lot of blood, blood is currently and will be continuously transfused into her system. With the lack of oxygen, the nasal cannula is also present to provide supplementary oxygen.
Kenjiro had stayed beside her ever since she was transferred into the room. He held her hand tight, hoping he'd able to feel her move.
Kenjiro cried, blaming himself for what happened. His words and actions had contradicted his wishes. He may not be the driver that had crashed into (Y/n), but he knew he was the reason for her leaving the house.
"I'm sorry, so please wake up."
Kenjiro has never once left her side. He didn't want anything else to happen to her. He would leave, only for a bit just to use the restroom. But he wouldn't leave the room, he'd ask someone to bring him food whenever he was hungry.
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shirabu's pov
Three days have passed and (Y/n) has not woken up yet. I would also just stay by her, watching if there would be anything new. I was scared to tell her parents, not knowing what they would say. But in the end I had to, they had to know.
(Y/n)'s parents were devastated hearing the news about the accident. They were on a business trip, so they weren't able to come earlier. I had heard that they've arrived just this morning to check up on their daughter.
(Y/n)'s mom cried the moment she saw her unconscious daughter, her father was at loss for words.
"I'm sorry.. I-I'm at fault. If I didn't say anything, she would've never left." I looked down, unable to face them.
"Kenji, we don't blame you and we know that (Y/n) wouldn't want you to blame yourself too." (Y/n)'s father placed a hand on my shoulder. "(Y/n) wouldn't wanna see you blame yourself the moment she wakes up."
"Still, I'm sorry.. I wasn't able to keep my promise.. I had promised you that I would keep her safe, but.. Right now she's unconscious." I pursed my lips, my eyes started to water.
"Kenjiro." Her mother called, I looked up to see her smiling at me. She's hurt but she's smiling. "Stop blaming yourself, okay? If you're gonna break down every time, you won't be able to take care of her once she wakes up."
"We leave her in your hands. We still have some business to attend to. We know that you'd be able to fix things between the two of you, and we know you're the only who could protect her right now. Just call us when she wakes up." I nodded. Her parents bid goodbye and I'm once again left alone with (Y/n).
I kissed her on the forehead, smiling as I remembered how she reacted the first time I did that.
I sat on the chair beside her bed. I planned on taking a nap but then something under the side table caught my attention. It was (Y/n)'s belongings.
Her things were inside a bag, it's quite messy with all the blood, I bit my lip knowing it's (Y/n)'s blood. I saw her bag and I rummaged through her things, I then saw her phone and surprisingly it's still in tact.
Knowing her passcode, I unlocked her phone. I smiled seeing the wallpaper was our picture at a party, I remember her having so much fun that night.
Wanting to see her smile, I opened her gallery and saw pictures of the two of us. I scrolled up, finding out that she had kept our pictures from high school. It warmed my heart. Memories flashed back seeing all our pictures from high school.
I continued fiddling with her phone, accidentally opening the notes. I was about to close the app when I saw the folder, "Things I Want Kenji to Read." My curiosity grew so I opened it. It was a compilation of poems that she wrote, and reading them, I could tell how much effort she put in them. I could also remember the moments we spent together just by reading her poems.
Her poems weren't just about me or us. The more I read her poems, the more they transitioned into talking about (Y/n)'s personality. It was an indirect approach but you'd be able to tell if you read all of them.
I frowned, holding her phone tighter when I had found out more about her personality. With me she always smiled, she would always make jokes that even people like me would smile at least. But what her poems told me were different, I didn't know she suffered a lot.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I whispered to myself, looking at her. "You should've told me..."
I placed her phone on the side table, and the rest of her things under it. I held her hand tight, resting my head on the bed. My eyes felt heavy from all the crying I've been doing, I fell asleep right away.
About four hours later, I woke up. I felt a hand on my head, I looked up to see (Y/n) smiling at me. I couldn't believe my eyes, she's awake! I stood and hugged her.
"(Y/n), thank God you're awake!" I kissed her cheek. I couldn't be happier. "I'm sorry, I'm really really sorry. I won't call off the marriage, so please don't ever get hurt again." I broke away from the hug and she was still smiling, she pinched my cheek gently.
"K-Kenji... I'm s-sorry.. f-for.. running away.. j-just like... th.. at.." Her voice was hoarse and she had trouble speaking. I got worried.
"Wait here, I'll go get the professor."
I dashed out of the room looking for the professor. I ran everywhere. I decided to go to the first floor and there he is. I told him the news and we rushed back up.
"Hmm.. Something might've hit her neck during the collision, affecting her vocal chords. The impact of the object might've been pretty strong if she's not able to speak right now. But don't worry, she'll be fine. I'll have her medicine provided and enough practice can help." I sighed in relief.
"Thank you sir." I smiled at (Y/n) and she smiled back.
"Well then if you'd excuse me."
The professor left and we're once again alone. I hugged her and I could tell that she's chuckling even she's still not able to emit any noise with her mouth.
She broke away from the hug and I frowned. She cupped my cheek, kissing me softly on my lips. I smiled, kissing her back.
"Hey... (Y/n)." I held her hand and she just looked at me. "I'm glad that you're alive. I thought you'd.. you know. I was incredibly worried." I held her hand tighter. "And, once you can speak properly.. Tell me everything about you, I will listen to everything you say. Don't hide things from me again, okay?" She smiled.
"O..k-kay.." She pulled her hand, pointing to her left. I looked up to see the basket full of chips.
"No." I bluntly said. She was pleading.
"P-Please..?" She pouted.
"As a doctor and your fiancé, I am not allowing you to eat chips right now. But once you get better, I'll let you eat as much as you'd like." She still pouted but nodded. "Are you hungry?"
"Yes... I-I want chi-chips.." I sighed.
"Porridge is the best option right now."
I stood and got the porridge from the shelf. I came back to her and started feeding her. I don't normally do this, so I kind of feel embarrassed.
I remember the times when I was sick, (Y/n) would always take care of me, she'd feed me just like how I'm feeding he right now. She's so used to things like this.
"I-I can... e-eat o-o-on... my own.."
I shook my head and continued feeding her. I have to do these things so that I'd at least be worthy of being called her husband in the future.
She drank water and now she's full. She actually ate quite a lot. (Y/n) must be very hungry from not eating for three straight days.
Now that she's awake, I decided to take a shower. I know it's disgusting to think that I've never tried to even change for the past three days but I couldn't think about that knowing she was still unconscious. It's unusual of me to not be hygienic, also considering that I'm a doctor.
"(Y/n), I'll take a shower. I haven't been able to from worrying about you. I'll be back soon." She nodded.
My parents had ordered someone to bring clothes for me from my childhood home. I got pretty's oldest by my parents for putting (Y/n) in danger. Still kinda mad at myself too.
What I love about suite rooms in our hospital is that they have almost everything, it's as if I'm in a hotel room. I showered for 20 minutes. As much as I want to be with (Y/n) right now, I have to take a shower as well. I planned on taking a shower a lot longer but I heard voices outside and I got anxious.
I got out of the shower, my hair was still wet and it's getting my shirt wet as well. I was surprised to see my teammates.
"Oya it's Shirabu-kun." Tendou-san still the same as ever.
"How come everyone's here?" I asked drying my hair with the towel. I went up to (Y/n) and sat on the edge of the bed.
"You told Ushijima-san that (Y/n) was rushed to the hospital because of you." Goshiki looked at me as if he was going to tease me.
"Ha..?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
"N-No.. f-fighting.." (Y/n) spoke up. She suddenly took the towel from my hand and helped me dry my hair.
"What's wrong?" Ushijima-san asked.
"Something probably hit her neck during the collision, and that affected her vocal chords. But she'll be fine." (Y/n) was still drying my hair, the towel's probably extremely wet now.
"I remember the time when Semi-san and Shirabu-san fought over (L/n)-san." Goshiki suddenly said. (Y/n) froze and I couldn't help but glare at Goshiki.
"Oi! That's not the right thing to say right now! Shirabu-kun was devastated when he saw Semi-kun and (Y/n)-chan together at the festival." Tendou-san I'm going to kill you.
"S-Stop i-it... T-Tendou-san.." (Y/n) glared at him and everyone including me was shocked.
"Well then, we should get going. These kids have said something bad. Sorry for ruining the night." Leon-san pulled Tendou-san and Goshiki out of the room.
"Sorry about that.." Semi-san gave an apologetic smile and everyone left us.
(Y/n) was pretty quiet after what happened earlier. She looked extremely bothered. I guess she didn't want to remember that. I asked if she was alright and she just smiled.
My shirt was pretty wet so I had to change. (Y/n) asked me to turn off the lights then. She wanted to sleep earlier today.
I message her parents that she's finally awake. I also told my parents, just then (Y/n) sat up.
"Kenji..." I put my phone in pocket and sat on the edge of the bed. She looked like she was about to cry.
"Hey what's wrong?" She didn't say anything, instead she pulled me into a hug. I pat her on the back.
"I-I'm sorry.. For back... t-then.. a-and n-now..." I broke away from the hug and her face is so red. I kissed her forehead.
"Hey, it's okay. It's not your fault." I smiled. "Do you want me to sleep beside you?" She nodded. "Come on let's sleep now."
I miss this feeling. (Y/n) hugged me tight. She would look at me from time to time. I would cover her eyes when she does that.
"(Y/n), sleep. I'm not going anywhere."
After a few minutes, she finally fell asleep. I brushed my fingers through her hair to deepen her sleep. I then fell asleep after a few minutes.
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your pov
After two and a half weeks, I finally got discharged. I also am able to speak now. Kenji asked for a temporary leave, which I already heard of before, but I didn't know it would be a month long.
"Kenji..." He hummed in response, his back was facing me since he was fixing the bed, he said he'd do everything for a while. "Isn't a month too long?"
"Then I guess I should go to work now." He turned around then I hugged him, he laughed. "I'm not going anywhere."
"But what are you planning to do?"
"Hmmm, maybe the things we haven't done yet." He smirked and I could feel my face heat up. "I'm joking, I'll wait until you're fully healed."
"You're weird."
"But you still love me." I smiled and he kissed me. "Ok let me finish what I'm doing so you could rest."
"I'm been bed ridden for almost a month and you're still making me rest?" He kissed my forehead and nodded. "Fine."
We spent the whole day in our bedroom. We watched movies to keep us entertained and he'd also bring food whenever it's time to eat.
Hours later and Kenji is asleep. He fell asleep while watching the movie. I pulled a blanket over him and kissed his forehead.
"Thank you for everything. I love you."
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Extras: 2 years Later
I held my head as I felt excruciating pain. I'm also dizzy as hell. I wanted to vomit so I went to the bathroom, but going there was a challenge. I would hold on to the walls until I finally reached the toilet.
Kenji and I got married seven months ago and I'm currently two and a half months pregnant. I'm excited and happy about the fact that we're going to be parents but the process is such a drag.
"Love, I'm home!" I didn't even hear the door, maybe because I'm preoccupied.
"Bathroom!"
I continued to vomit and I don't feel good. Kenji held my hair away from my face and he would pat me on the back. When I felt like I was done, I flushed the toilet. I tried to stand but I failed.
Kenji carried me to our bedroom and gently put me down on the bed. He wiped my mouth with wet wipes, throwing them to the bin on the side.
"Do you feel better?" I nodded.
"Did you get everything?" I asked, trying to sit up but again I failed. Kenji helped me. "Sorry."
"It's alright. I'd be happy to do anything for the both of you." He smiled and planted a soft kiss on my lips. "And yes, I got everything. I understand that some of them aren't just junk food but, most of them are. Why?" I shook my head, which I should've not done.
"I want to eat them."
"Later. You just vomited everything, you'll just vomit again." I pouted.
"Please?" I pleaded, I don't know but these cravings are definitely worse than when I'm just on my period.
"Fine." He stood and brought the bag of food.
I ate a lot. I'm happy that I did. You know, I thought I was fine. I didn't feel anything weird for the next hour. But in the end, just like he said, I let them all out.
I swear I'm in love with this. Weird, right? Lol, this is like the only oneshot that gave me the feeling of wanting to actually rewrite it without stopping.