YOU SETTLE INTO YOUR BED.
and kuroo sits at the end of it, facing you directly with a mug of hot chocolate in his hands and a packet of pink marshmallows sitting in a crinkly bag on your lap, your blanket pushed to the foot of your bed in a messy heap. "to be honest with you, i don't even fucking know where i want to start with this."
he watches you with expectancy, but his words are laced with comfort. "anywhere. if you wanna take a breather, take it." he says, in such a stern way that you'd think it was an order. "also..." he reaches for your hands. "i'm listening, like, i'm holding onto every word you say so..." he trails off with a small smile.
"i know," you admit, and you really do mean it. his gaze holds you like a comforting embrace. and it helps that his fingers are intertwined with yours. so you take a deep breath - god, why did it come out so shaky? - and start from where it all went downhill.
"it started the last year of middle school, and how all stories that end in tragedy start." you say, "with a boy."
massive tw for abusive 'relationships'
- between minor and adult and minors
there's a girl in the school courtyard, standing alone. she's got her hands deep inside the sleeves of her oversized sweater, and her headphones sit around her neck, blasting some stupid self-help podcast the counsellor recommended. it'll help you adjust to the new environment, moving schools is never easy. he'd said to her.
she was gorgeous even then, the seraphic type of beauty where you want to steal someone's skin and wear it draped over yours like a sick, twisted blanket, with her uneven hair and those dark circles under her sable eyes, but there was something so sad about her. it was almost tangible, like she could reach out and touch you and trap you in her misery. you know what they say; misery seeks company.
misery her father didn't know about his wife's boss. misery her mother didn't know about her father's debts. fuck both of you she'd think in her bed, the effects of sleep creeping over her, pulling her under. these thoughts were hers only, in the privacy of her little bedroom decorated with the lalaloopsy wallpaper from the previous tenants daughter, only the walls would her her cry into the early hours of the morning.
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maniac! ★ t. kuroo
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