male reader x male characters (oneshots)

kageyama tobio

Haikyuu

Angst💔🥀

Warning: murder/ blood/ adult au/ long chapter/ not angry tobio but soft!

¡My au!
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"Maybe there was something wrong with your friendship..? Perhaps you had grudges against him..?"

"No, I didn't! How could I?! But who knew..from a portrait that was given gift to me would make my life miserable!"

".....then...can you tell me about it? About what happened? From the start." He asked me looking straight at my lifeless eyes as I hesitated but replied anyways

"It's when I saw the portrait that kageyama painted of me, the only thing I said after 'it's beautiful' is I wish that I'll never grow up but this portrait will, wish that all my ugliness will grow in the pic but not me..to stay the handsome,beautiful,inoccent boy that I am now..but I never....never have I ever thought that..it'll come true and actually have a life of it's own!"

The person that sitting across me listening and eyeing me suspiciously...' he doesn't believe this right? Ofcours...who would?'

"So you wanna say..it actually is true that the portrait had a life for it's own?"

He asked as I nodded aggressively he sighed and said.. "I really wanna believe you..so..where is that portrait?"

Right after he asked I replied "that's the problem! I burned it! I became so mad and scared that the fear in the end controlled me and not only burn..but kill too!"

"Tell me exactly what happened, boy." He said as I nodded

"The portrait changed alot..it started to be ugly and sour for the eyes to look at, the only thing I thought about was to hide it."

"Hide it you say? Where?"

"I hidden it in the schoolroom upstairs, it was certainly dusty
I took the key from the servant and went up to hide the secret of my corrupted soul. I never entered the room since I was a child. It was a large room built for my grandfather to keep him at distance.....I hated that room when I entered..all the terrible memories and lonely childhood was there, but it was safe. I had the key and no one could enter it.." I went silent by thinking..

'right..no one could enter. The face of me in the portrait could grow old and ugly, but what did it matter? No one could see it. I myself didn't see it...right I never dared to open the cover from the last shock of fear I had that day..'

"I didn't want to watch the terrible corruption of my soul. I will stay young, and that was enough...so when I entered the room and locked the door, I am the only one in the room with the picture..I felt safe now, no one could see the horrible thing under the cover, only I would ever see my shame..."

"Alright?"

I sighed as I continued "To me, It seems you are liking the story."

"If it was someone else they would say your such a nice writer and a story teller." He replied as he smiled while I frowned. 'Was that a compliment or him calling me a good liar?'

"Well don't get too comfortable. I'm not telling a kid's story."

His smile didn't falter. 'is he mocking me? I'm not joking around ... it's ticking me off.'
I sighed out of frustration and continued.

"Many years passed. Yet the wonderful beauty that fascinated kageyama stayed with me. Even those who heard some terrible rumours against me..they couldn't believe them when they met me. I always had the look of someone who had kept himself pure. Many people suspected that there is something wrong with my life, but only I knew about the portrait."