Dedicated to her royal highness, princess @shiishou XD Glad to finally have you back in Wattpad, sis! iloveyousomuch :*

sorry for the delay. had a very busy day yesterday

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STEAL YOUR LOVE
Part 2: Feverish Touch

No matter how sad and painful it is, they say that once it blooms, love isn't easy to get rid of.

But were you really willing to endure anything for love?

With a heavy sigh, you surveyed your reflection in the mirror. Your body was littered with bruises and marks from Oikawa's lips and fingers. Lately, the third year setter had been nothing but rough to you in bed.

You were well aware of the situation you were in, even so, you couldn't muster up enough courage to fight Oikawa. You were not sure what was holding you back. Whether it was your stupid feelings for him or because of fear, you really didn't know.

After that day you tried to end everything and leave him, the very same day he announced to everybody that you were his girlfriend, he became strangely possessive. He was always hungry for affection. He would get jealous of anything, wanting you to focus your attention solely on him.

You didn't know why he suddenly changed. The only reason you could think of was that he was feeling threatened after seeing Iwaizumi confess to you. He was acting like a little child who was afraid to have his favorite toy get stolen from his hands.

Based on your time with him, you had learned that's what your existence really meant to Oikawa Tooru.

A mere toy he could use to sane his sexual needs.

And as he stuck himself to you like a gum, on the other hand, Iwaizumi started to distance himself. He was a good person and you figured he was doing it so he wouldn't cause problems for you and your said boyfriend. You knew that was for the best, but not having him beside you like how he used to was just so hard. It's like being trapped in an enclosed space with no air to breathe. As much as you hated it, you couldn't really do anything about it.

Iwaizumi Hajime was a great guy. You knew you didn't deserve someone like him.

After everything that happened, after everything Oikawa Tooru did to you, you couldn't help but feel disgusted with yourself for being so weak. For letting him use you like that. For letting him hurt you over and over again. For letting him make you feel this way.

Pathetic. Miserable. Alone.

***

Swaying on your feet, you desperately leaned against the wall to steady yourself. Stress was slowly taking its toll on your body and now you were left in shambles. Being sleep-deprived was triggering your migraine, causing your appetite to fail. Even if you tried, you just couldn't force any food down your throat.

You sank down onto the floor, letting your knees rest for a moment. The corridor was empty, as most of the students were already in their respective classes, so you guessed it was okay to do that. Just a few minutes would do. You gasped, however, when a pair of arms gently pulled you up to your feet again and supported your limp body.

"You're not a cat. Don't just curl into a ball wherever you think is fine."

Surprised, you immediately turned to the person holding your shoulders. Through the darkening shadows that were starting to shroud your vision, you barely recognized the face you had been wanting to see for the past few days. But more than happiness, you felt embarrassed for having him witness you in such a pathetic state. "I'm sorry. I'm not feeling so well today."

"Obviously!" He was basically shouting at your face, like a parent scolding his reckless child. But the concern that laced his loud voice was giving you that usual warm, gentle sensation. "You collapsed right in front of my eyes! Damn it, [Name]!"

You looked into his eyes, frowning a little. "I didn't know you were following me."

"How long do you think we've known each other? I'll know there's something wrong with you just by looking at your face."

Your eyes widened at what he said. "Y-You're always watching me..."

Iwaizumi Hajime didn't give you a response. Instead, he scooped you up in his arms then carried you all the way to the nurse's office despite your protests. He was almost panicking when he carefully placed you down onto the bed then hurriedly called for the doctor.

After some minor examinations, the school doctor concluded that your high fever was due to fatigue and health negligence. As she continued explaining to you everything, giving you some advice on how to recover fast, Iwaizumi kept glancing at you worriedly. It's like he was making sure you were listening to the doctor's words and taking them into consideration.

You knew he really cared for you. A whole lot.

When the doctor left soon after making sure you took the pills she gave you, saying there was a meeting she needed to attend, you desperately tried to ignore the awkward atmosphere that her absence had created. The air surrounding you and Iwaizumi was so thick you could probably cut it with a knife. It was very uncomfortable.

"You need to take care of yourself more," he suddenly started, breaking the silence. "Don't abuse your body or else you'll get sick like this."

The word "abuse" stabbed you like a knife to the heart. It stirred up your feelings beyond repair. Your chest felt so heavy it seemed about to crush your heart any moment. You badly wanted to just let everything out and tell Iwaizumi what you were going through. However, at the same time, you knew you couldn't. You couldn't let him get involved with your problem. He had been so kind to you and you wouldn't want to trouble him any more than this.

You brought this to yourself. You had no choice but to deal with this alone.

Seeing you about to cry and thinking that it was his fault, Iwaizumi released a long sigh. He patted the top of your head, showing you a comforting smile. "Just think about yourself more and try not to overdo it. You're smart, [Name]. Your grades won't drop even if you take a few days rest."

"Yeah," you said, "I guess you're right."

In contrast to his words, Iwaizumi's features mirrored a sadness you didn't know how to describe. He was stifling it, trying to show you that he was okay. "I have to go now. I'll find Oikawa and let him know you're here."

Fighting the impulse to grab his hand and stop him from leaving, you nodded your head. "Thank you, Iwaizumi."

He never said anything anymore and headed straight for the door. He opened it then quietly exited the room. You stared at it for a moment, choking back your tears. Your entire body was aching painfully, and so as your battered heart.

You had never felt so miserable all your life.

***

The next time the door swung open, a panting Oikawa Tooru rushed inside, straining his eyes around to look for you. When he had finally spotted you lying on the bed, he crossed the distance separating you both and quickly pulled you up to encase you in a tight embrace.

Even in your current state, you could clearly feel him trembling. "Tooru?"

"I was so worried," he said in a shaky voice, still catching his breath. "Iwa-chan told me you collapsed and that you have a fever. I'm sorry for not noticing."

"It's okay." Your reply was uncharacteristically cold.

It made him frown. He pushed you a little farther away from him, just enough distance to make eye contact with you. "I was so worried and that's all I get from you? Is it because it was Iwa-chan that brought you here and not me?"

"What? Then what do you want me to say?" Your vision suddenly started to spin, so you closed your eyes for a moment. You unwrapped his arms around you then laid down to bed, turning your back on him. "My head is aching. I don't need you to make it worse."

A heavy force suddenly enveloped your forearm and before you knew it, Oikawa was already roughly pulling you up once again, forcing you to look at him in the eyes. You yelped in pain. His grip on your arm was so tight you were sure it would leave another hideous mark on your skin. "Why are you saying that to me? Don't you need me here?"

Ignoring his painful grip and the aching of your head, you managed to give him a nice glare. "I'm nothing to you, right? So just let me be!"

"You're important to me," he shot back, "I love you."

Shocked and dazed, your eyes nearly popped out of your sockets because of surprise. You couldn't believe what you just heard. "What...?"

"I love you, [Name]."

Struggling to contemplate the true meaning behind his words, you blankly stared at him. The emotions that succumbed you at the moment were a mess of contradictions. A mixture of resignation and self-mockery. You were happy to finally hear him say it, but at the same time you weren't.

After a few seconds, you finally found the strength to ask, "If you love me, then why are you hurting me?"

His eyes widened a fraction as he slowly loosened his grip on your arm. He slumped his shoulders, looking so frustrated. "How am I suppose to show to you that I love you?"

Your mouth seemed to have a life of its own and even you were surprised with your answer. "Let me go."

Oikawa gasped aloud. He looked hurt only for a moment because after a few seconds, his eyes narrowed into a glare. The sharpness of his gaze scared you stiff. "I will never let you out of my life. Ever."

In an expression of his anger, he slammed your body down to the small bed, quickly climbing on top of you, straddling your waist. When you tried to raise your voice, he stopped it with a forceful kiss. You squirmed underneath him, trying your best to push him away. But in your current condition, you had no chance of winning. Oikawa was too strong.

The more you struggled, the angrier he became. He pinned your hands above your head with one hand to stop you from hitting his chest, while his other hand pulled the zipper of his pants down. "Shh, [Name]. In my current state, I don't know what I'm capable of."

"I'm sick," you cried, "I'm not in the condi---"

His kiss stopped your words deliberately. Stealing your breaths and cries. He kissed you impatiently, hungrily, almost like a starving beast feasting on a delicious meal. His hand, as though designed to inflame you, began to stroke your inner thighs.

"No. Stop-- Stop it!" Your voice was half-pleading, half-screaming, but Oikawa didn't budge. You were in the nurse's office and it would be a big problem if somebody were to see you.

"I can't. I need to show you that only I can have you like this."

Saying so, Oikawa pushed your underwear aside then buried his already hardened member inside you. You arched your back in pain, biting your lip to prevent yourself from making any noise. He didn't even wait for you to adjust to his huge size as he started giving you quick, relentless thrusts that shook you to your core. All your protests faded into thin air and you held onto the sheets beside you, struggling to keep your moans at bay.

"Can you feel me inside of you, [Name]? You're driving me crazy." Oikawa whispered huskily as he delved his expert tongue into the smoothness of your exposed skin, running it across your neck then to your ear. His hips were harshly pinning you down onto the squeaking bed, burying his thickness deeper and deeper into you. "When we're like this, I know you're mine alone."

A lewd moan bubbled past your lips when a particular thrust had managed to hit your sweet spot. And, as though realizing it, Oikawa shifted his position in order to continue hitting that same spot. He was smirking in satisfaction, letting himself drown into the sweet euphoria he always felt whenever he was inside you.

"Tooru." You involuntarily moaned his name as ripples of intoxicating pleasure took over your body. It was driving all reason from your mind, leaving you completely defenseless.

"Your body feels so hot, [Name]. It seems like I'll get burned if I lick you."

Capturing your lips in a feverish kiss, Oikawa fastened up his animalistic pace even more, sending you both over to the edge. The coil that had been winding tighter and tighter inside you snapped and you came, moaning your bittersweet delectation. Oikawa grunted in retaliation, feeling your muscles contract around his throbbing member, almost as though sucking him even deeper.

"Fuck," he moaned breathlessly, finally reaching his peak. He bit one of your clothed nipples, his body trembling in pure bliss as he spilled his hot seed inside of you. It was over, yet his hips were still slowly meeting yours, slowly pushing his member in and out of your core. A few moments more, he buried his flushed face on your neck, smiling to himself. "No matter how many times we do it, I just can't get enough of you."

You quickly tried to push him away from you, ignoring what he said, your eyes focused to the door. Muttering your thanks upon making sure that no one was there, you said, "Hurry up and get away from me."

As if on cue, Oikawa rose to his elbows and pulled his member out of you, hurriedly zipping his pants close. He climbed out of bed, swiftly fixing your skirt and damped underwear. Then after pulling the blankets up to your chest, he sat on the edge of the bed like nothing had ever happened at all. "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

You shook your head, turning your back on him to hide the tears in your eyes. "I don't have the appetite."

"You need to eat or else you won't recover fast," he told you, his voice soft. He held your arm, gently now, to make you face him once again. His body stiffened up, however, when he saw your tears. "[Name]..."

"Just please.. Leave me alone."

Like a blanket, Oikawa Tooru wrapped himself around you, placing sweet little kisses on your eyelids. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, [Name]."

You didn't say anything.

His sudden gesture was so sweet it filled you up with happiness and warmth for a moment. However, after everything he had done to you, you just couldn't help but doubt his words and actions.

"I admit. At first I was just using you," he confessed in a very low voice, his deft fingers tracing the outline of your face. His eyes bore through yours, holding your gaze. "But now..."

You could detect nothing but utter sincerity from his words. The seriousness of his expression startled you and you froze in shock.

Why was he suddenly saying all of this?

Regardless of your dazed state, he continued, "I can't stand losing you, [Name]."

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A/N: I really want to update tomorrow but it's my birthday and my mom is pretty excited about it and is making plans on her own lool, so I'm positive I won't get the chance OTL

pls stay patient with me