Polaroid

Day 23

Kuroo groaned as the morning sun hit him. It was too bright to even open his eyes. Slowly he sat up and opened them to be greeted with Souta that had a tray full of breakfast. Kuroo blinked slowly as he made sure he wasn't dreaming. When he made sure his eyes didn't deceive him he was surprised by the thought full gesture.

"What is this for?" Kuroo looked up to make eye contact with Souta. His cold intense eyes looked a bit too warmer than usual. Souta smiled and shrugged, "oh nothing I thought that I would just ask you for something. Hopefully this will help you decide." He looked at Kuroo with puppy eyes.

Kuroo rolled his eyes and accepts the food anyways. He grabbed his fork and stabs the waffles. Not happy because he knew he was going to ask for something crazy. But he was definitely not going to let this food go to waste. It looked too good just pass on. The blueberry waffles buried in syrup with a few berries on top. A glass of hot chocolate on the side to keep warm. It filled his empty stomach up that gave him a little bit of satisfaction. The only thing that ruined this moment would have to be Souta staring Kuroo down.

Once Kuroo finished he wiped his mouth and gave the tray to the fellow psychopath who took it. He laid back in bed exhaled heavily. Souta came back and sat next to Kuroo. "I have. Request, well more like I'm telling you to do it so you can cooperate better with me! Get a tattoo of my initials."

Kuroo's jaw dropped. Souta wanted him to get a tattoo so it can seem like he was his soulmate. He was definitely not going to let this happen. "S-sorry, I can't bring myself to do that." Kuroo said as he looked down at his arm.

Souta chuckles and leaned closer to Kuroo, " I'm not asking you if you want to Im telling you too." He pushed Kuroo onto the bed. Kuroo knew he didn't stand a chance but he couldn't let this happen. What if Kenma saw it? What would he think? He finally got Kenma to see eye to eye with him. He was definitely not going to loose him again. Kuroo cleared his throat and made eye contact with Souta.

"I said no and that's final, you can't make me do whatever you want as if I was a dog." Kuroo pushed Souta off and walked to the door. He was about to leave until he was slammed to the floor. "What the hell are you doing?" Kuroo said trying to get the other boy off of him.

"You dare talk back to me in that way? Know your place." He pulled Kuroo's hair back and slammed his face onto the ground repeatedly. He was so full of anger he couldn't control himself anymore. "Now will you compile?" He stopped and turned Kuroo's head enough for him to look at his side profile. "I'm never letting you mark me as yours. Your not my soulmate and you'll never be." Kuroo gritted his teeth as he was flipped over and was beaten. The pain felt immense and never ending.

After what seemed like forever everything stopped. Kuroo could no longer move his body from how bad he was beaten. Maybe till tomorrow, that was if there was a tomorrow for him. Kuroo watched as Souta walked away and reached a drawer. He pulled out a small bottle and poured some pills into the palm of his hand. He brought his hand to his mouth and took the pills quickly as he turned to look at Kuroo. His angered face then turned into a sweet sinister smile.

"Kuroo you son of a bitch do you know the things Iv done for you? I deserve some love too you know. So at least give me this one thing I want... or is it the fact that you still love your soulmate?" He raised his eyebrow.

"Of course I do! Do you not know how the soulmate world works? I love them and I always will!" Tears formed into Kuroo's eyes. He couldn't handle it anymore, the beatings, the manipulation, the death threats and the punishments. All he ever wanted was to be with Kenma but instead got this.

"Kuroo you truly made a mistake opening that mouth of yours. I thought you where smarter than this. A normal person would of kept there trapped closed." Souta walked towards Kuroo and stepped on his chest. His eye twitched from the drugs and anger. He let out a laugh and looked back down at Kuroo. "I'll show you how to keep your mouth closed. It's time for me to teach you a lesson."

Once again Kuroo was dragged down stairs. His body hitting itself against each step. When they got there he was thrown into the same chair where he got his tattoo burned off. He still couldn't move from the pain. Oh how he regretted not working out anymore. If only he did, he might of had a chance of having a good life. Strapped again in his chair he watched Souta walk off into the darkness. Kuroo looked around as he hoped to look for anything that could help him out of this situation but once again nothing.

Kuroo heard loud echoey steps that came back. He looked up to see Souta holding a sowing kit. The horror in Kuroo's face as he understood what "I'll show you how to keep your mouth closed," meant.

Kuroo started shaking his head and begged for forgiveness. "Souta please! Don't do it! Not to me, I'm sorry I really am!" He began yelling as Souta took out the needle and pulled the thread through. His big skinny fingers did it so quickly that it didn't take long until he was ready. Kuroo cried, scared of the pain he was about to be in.

Souta grabbed Kuroo's face so he could hold still and brought his hand closer to him. "Stay still if you move you'll mess me up and I'll have to stab another hole into your lip." Kuroo didn't want to deal with more pain than he already had to, he stood still. He felt as the needle was poked through his upper lip the hot sensation of pain. The string was brought back down to his bottom lip. He sobbed as the pain was dreadful. He could feel the bloods from each hole trickle down since he was using a thick needle. He truly felt like dying there.