Insomnia

Band: DIV

Pairing: Chobi&Chisa

Rating: 17+

Genre: romance

Warnings: -

Note: Chobi couldn't sleep, so he decided to watch some TV series. He didn't expect that he wound end in the hospital, although not because of himself.

I couldn't sleep this night. I don't know, why. I was just laying, looking at the ceiling for a very long time and then I gave up.

I stood up, went to the kitchen and made tea for myself. I grabbed a cup with me and went to the dining room. I sat on the sofa and grabbed a remote. I wonder if there's anything but porn on TV at this hour?

I saw a rerun of a series that I once watched with my grandma a long time ago. I have already forgotten how ugly was the main character. And non-stop pregnant...

"No, Marie. He won't give you money, because he's gonna die in the next episode" I mumbled, looking at the protagonist, who was hopelessly waving her hands, because her boyfriend left her.

Oh, these soap operas. It's supposed to show daily life, but I have the impression that even if I were the protagonist of a sitcom, it would present more real life situations.

I sipped the tea and stared at crying Marie, who hugged that... Esmeralda? Yes, her name was something like that. But my brain thought that it didn't finish school to remember more from this soap opera's plot and turned the power off. Yes, I fell asleep.

I woke up, when someone's finger clenched on my arm. I looked at your frightened eyes and realized that I didn't have time for my brain to load.

"What happened, Sachi?" I asked, worried. You coughed and leaned on me.

"I can't stop coughing" you whispered.

You couldn't take a breath.

"Hiroki..."

"Shhh, don't say anything, you're gonna make it worse" I said, taking the phone from the table and searching for a number.

After third signal, I heard Shougo's voice.

"Chobi, it's third o'clock, are you crazy?"

"Come here, it's bad" I said.

He probably woke up, hearing my serious voice.

"Give me fifteen minutes" he said and ended a call.

I didn't know if we have fifteen minutes. I could call Shougo, a taxi or an ambulance and it won't make a difference.

I covered you with a blanket and took you down. You were shaking from coughing. You didn't say anything else. Not because I told you to. You couldn't.

Shougo was in a carelessly worn T-shirt and sweatpants. I myself didn't look better in plain pajamas. But we didn't have a time.

Maybe if I was awake, I would panic more and wouldn't stay cool... Now I just gave you to the doctors, sat down on the chair and waited.

"Is everything okay?" I heard Shougo's voice.

I looked at him. He stood against the wall, leaning on it.

"Nothing is okay, but thanks for asking I replied. "Can I kill the guy who created asthma?"

"I don't know, why, but first person, about whom I thought, was Pandora, but she's dead already" replied Shougo. "But you know that it will be okay, right?"

"It's the first time when I see him in this state. I can't stand these first times" I sighed. "More than two years. Do yo believe it?"

"I believe" Shougo fluffed my hair. "And I bet that there will be more."

I smiled and closed my eyes. If I fell asleep in the waiting room, can I get the Clumsy Boy of the Century award?

It's morning. You're okay. You're sitting at the table with me and eating lemon croissants.

And everything is okay.

Until your asthma won't come back again.

The end