✧˖*°࿐ you were brought to a volleyball ceremony to congratulate your brother, wakatoshi ushijima. following wakatoshi were the two other aces, who seemed to both find a sexual liking to you.
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@LadyKibo is my 1k...
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"goodnight, satori..."
"i'm sorry, sister."
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"you can't, please kuroo," you begged as kuroo slammed the door. you sat on your bed, frantically panicking... wondering what they would do to your brother.
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kuroo searched for the mad hattered boy. bokuto was nicely tying up toshi, making sure he couldn't move.
"why are you doing this?"
"don't act like you're my friend now, ushijima?" bokuto growled with the back of his throat.
"how'd you find us?"
"i- i followed tendō here, we were going to a-" bokuto stuffed his mouth with cloth, the same ones they used on you.
toshi almost vomited from the taste, the rancid flavor that stayed in his mouth, the fumes he had to breath in.
"forget i asked you anything," bokuto scoffed as he dragged a hammer to toshi's head, acting like he was aiming and targeting a certain spot on the top of his head.
"hey, ushiwaka... where's bug eyes?" kuroo stepped into the room with his hands in his pockets.
toshi grunted and muffled the words 'i don't know' into the disgusting cloth that was used to clean dust of the surfaces. kuroo clicked his tongue and snapped his fingers.
for all they knew, tendō was actually in their small closet.
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