The news spread like forest wildfire as soon as it can be. Phichit almost dropped his beloved phone when he heard two girls talking as he was walking in the hallway.
"Hey, did you hear? Katsuki got into an accident."
It wasn't like him to grab someone's shoulder and聽force聽an answer out of them because he gets the information as quick as possible anyway. Not this time, though.
"W-what happened to Yuuri?!" the Thai asked, panicking. The girl blinked and blushed when she realized that it was him.
"Oh hi, Phichit," her chirpy voice was flirty as she twirled her blonde hair with her fingers.
"What happened to Yuuri?" he repeated his question, she acted cutesy and he almost grimaced.
"He's in the hospital. I heard it was pretty bad. They said that a young Russian man brought him there after a car accident. I dunno, his boyfriend maybe?" Phichit ran off without saying 'thank you.'
He still had classes but he would skip them. Of all the people, he must have realized it. Yuuri didn't go back last night.
Yuuri was such a nice roommate and good friend, though he can be a taciturn man at times.
He pushed the ugly thoughts on the back of his mind.
He arrived at the hospital panting and he asked the nurse on the reception for Yuuri's name. He was lead to the operating room.
There was Viktor, their captain, sitting at the waiting area outside the operating room. His hands were clasped together as if he was praying. Odd, he was never the one who do it.
Though, his tired ocean blue looked up almost immediately when he noticed Phichit's presence.
"Ah, it's you," he smiled, though without any warmth in it - the first thing he had ever seen.
One of the white-cladded doctors got out of the operating room and Viktor sprung up of his seat.
There was a sullen look on the doctor's face and there was suddenly a big lump on Phichit's throat.
"Are you kids his..." the Russian man grabbed the doctor's shoulders and the doctor was surprised.
"What happened to him? Is he okay?" Viktor asked for the both of them.
The doctor brushed off the tall man's hands off his shoulders.
Apparently, he does not want to be touched.
"'Okay' is not the word to describe it. He broke a lot of bones, damaged some internal organs, and his left eye was forever blinded," he explained it to them in words that they would understand, but those were harsher. Phichit's eyes were in shock. "
Yuuri didn't deserve all this," he said softly.
"No one does."
Viktor was quiet as he slowly collapsed down to the metal bench again for he couldn't support himself.
"We managed to stabilize him for now, but still, it's up to him if he'd survive - if he'll fight," the doctor left with those words and neither of them could move.
Paralyzed.
Pertrified.
Phichit closed his eyes and prayed for miracles.