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Ouch...where am I?
When you woke your eyes didn't open straight away, the energy needed to do so just couldn't be found yet so you give in and rest for a few moments longer. Thinking back to your question you try and suss out your surroundings by using what is touching your body.

The clothes I'm wearing...they feel like my favourite pair of sleepwear, that's a calming factor I suppose...and the pillows my head is on...they feel really soft and plump, similar to mine actually...wait what's this around me? Is this? It is! It's my fluffy (favourite colour) blanket, so I must be at home!

Feeling relieved, you sigh and readjust your head into a more comfortable position. Not being in the nurses office for the umpteenth time this week is calming for you. It's like my second home at this rate... but what happened after you passed out was now playing on your mind. Wait Nishinoya!

A new found energy overwhelms you causing your body to shoot up and it seems you also awoke in a cold sweat. Heat washed over your body as did worry for the streaky-haired libero. "Y-you're awake.." a broken voice comes from the corner of the room and when you looked around to see who it was, you were met with the gaze of a distraught friend. "How're you feeling?" Nishinoya asks quietly with subtle cracks being heard here and there. He was sat on the floor in the corner of your room by the wardrobe. A pillow behind him and a blanket scrunched up on his lap, wet patches could be seen on the blanket matching with the red tear streaks on his face and glossy eyes. How long has he been crying for?

"Better..." you respond quietly. You wanted to say more - no you needed to say more but you couldn't find the words nor the energy to explain how you actually felt. Truth be told your whole body was sore and aching, the bandages and plasters covering your cuts did no justice apart from preventing any extra blood flow which you were grateful for that at least. He nodded at your words and stood up before stretching his limbs, each one cracking painfully. He must've been sat there for a while...

"Good I'm glad..." his smile was weak and unconvincing.

"Noya-senpai?" His face slightly lights up at this nickname. Same old Noya. You move over to the other side of your double bed and pat the space where you were. At first his face flushed red and his head shook from side to side in clear panic but after receiving a serious glare from you, he swallowed the lump in his throat and climbed on the bed next to you. Once he was sitting up with his legs spread straight and hands propping himself up behind him, you placed a hand on his chest and lightly pushed him down and luckily you were just strong enough to have him now laying on his back. You then shuffled over to him and wrapped an arm around his waist and rested your head on his chest before throwing the blanket over both of you and fortunately enough it was just the right size.

"U-um Y/n...Suga he..." but you cut him off with a finger to his lips and a sleepy smile.

"It's fine Noya, please...just rest you look like you really need it..." he gives in after seeing your classic puppy dog eyes and pouty lip. How could he ever not give in when you looked that cute?

"You give really nice cuddles y'know?" He still tries to get out of falling asleep with you on your bed but you are quick with your reflexes. And your not one to give in when it comes to something like this.

"Hush! Sleep time..." he chuckles quietly before placing a hand on the back of your head and stroking some of your hair.

"Sleep well Angel"

You managed to fall asleep again but a certain libero didn't. Instead he laid there watching you sleep peacefully. Listening to your gentle breathing as he strokes the back of your head and occasionally draws shapes and letters on your back. Truth be told he was actually forming words on the soft fabric of your sleepwear. He repeatedly drew out 'I'm sorry' and 'I'm at fault' as silent cries slipped their way through his slightly parted lips. Eyes welling up again as his fingers graze over the multiple plasters on your arm.

He takes a deep breath before putting his attention back on your hair. "I'm so sorry Y/n, if only I had got there in time or even if I had never left your side in the first place...I failed my duty as your Guardian Deity and now the teams precious little Angel is in unbelievable pain...all because of me...I know you don't see it that way but I can't help but feel guilty, I wasn't there to stop them after all..." he stops for a few moments to catch his breath as the tears welling in his eyes also caused his throat to swell up from overwhelming distress. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there..." these last few words were muttered under his breath and he kisses the top of your head before finally closing his eyes and enjoying the comfort and security of having you in his arms. At least right now he could keep you safe.

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You wake up to the smell of homemade (favourite soup) and fresh croutons. The gentle yellow light that flooded your room earlier had now become a heavy orange, encapsulating each individual object in the room but also creating a homey atmosphere as well as one of warmth. Stirring awake again, you lift your head to glance at the digital clocked placed on the oak wood bedside table that had been painted with three coats of white. 17:37? We've been asleep for nearly the whole day.

Your eyes then move in the direction of Noya who was still sound asleep. He was still on his back but now his mouth was halfway open with a bit of drool hanging from the left side. A small giggle from you causes the short male to abruptly wake up. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to wake you" you try to speak in a quiet voice to give him a chance to wake up properly.

"It's fine I needed to wake up soon anyway!" He puts on a cheesy grin but some part of you didn't believe that, that portrayed his true emotions. But just as you go to say something Koushi walks into the room with two trays, so he's the one who was making food!

"Ah! Good morning or should I say evening?" He talks with mellow tone and places the trays on our laps before sitting at the bottom of the bed. "Enjoy! It's Y/n's favourite kind!" Gratefully, you pick up the spoon and place a large spoonful of the creamy liquid into your mouth, instantly being met with a burst of flavours. Letting your gluttony take over you, you rapidly finish up all of your soup munching on some of the croutons from the bowl in between you and Nishinoya every now and then. They both laugh as they watch you and you can't help but blush from embarrassment and look away.

"Don't be shy Angel, it's cute!" Noya pats your shoulder with a genuine smile this time. At least I think it is...

"You both finished?" You both nod in unison and your brother flashes you a smile before picking up both the trays and walking out again, returning after washing up the dishes and putting them back in their assigned places. "So..." he starts off. "How're you feeling Y/n?" As if on cue your left hand grips the most painful cut on the forearm of your right arm.

"I'm feeling a lot better thank you but quite a few of them are still really sore..." if Koushi had a doctors coat and a stethoscope his role would be complete.

"That's to be expected though you did take quite a beating..." he pauses to stroke his chin letting you know that his mind is ticking. "The nurse told us to clean the cuts and replace the coverings ever seven hours or so." I'm assuming it's nearly time for a change then. "This is probably a really stupid question but I still need to ask it..." you knew exactly what it was going to be. "Who did this to you?" Even though you thought you were prepared it was really all a mind trick because as soon as you heard this question your heart stopped and the room became dead silent, you swore you heard a pin fall on the floor.

"..."

"It was them..."

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