I want to be this {Kuroo x reader}

"LOOK AT ME!"

Kuroo unlocked the door to your well kept house and while he was dragging you in your shirt lifted up just showing your stomach, he was puzzled at the stitches in your stomach so, when he placed you down he was going to be the doctor he is and examine it. 

He lightly lifted the shirt and saw the stitches in your stomach and you leg also arm, this horrified Kuroo what happened to you. He left it but he wanted to ask you about it when you woke up, a couple minutes later you woke up with a groan. "Y/n, what are the stitches in your stomach from?" Kuroo tilted his head. Your body went stiff, you couldn't lie anymore it hurt so damn much. You started to whimper "K-K-Kuroo, it was my *sob* mother, she stabbed me" you collapsed in his arms. He cradled you gently and tried calming you down. "I can't play volleyball anymore" you sobbed, "hey don't say that sure you can" he smiled.

You backed out of his arms slightly "no i can't" you bared your teeth "yes you-" "KUROO LOOK AT ME I AM BROKEN SO MUCH I DON'T HAVE PARENTS, I WAS FORCED, ABUSED AND BROKEN BUT I STILL SMILE EVEN THOUGH I WANT TO BURY MY SELF IN A HOLE AND DIE!" you pointed at your self as you vented out on Kuroo. "I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE HOLD A GUN TO MY HEAD AND SHOOT ME AND I'LL HAPPILY DIE WITH A GENUINE SMILE" you vented some more, Kuroo tensed at your words. "Y/n! calm down!" he grabbed your shoulders, "no! i won't i won't! just kill me! end my life!" you slammed your hands on his chest. 

"Y/n!" he shouted grabbing your wrist, you looked up at him with sad eyes and trembling lips, "look at me, you need to live you have to live your life because i am proud of you for pushing it so far and even though that happened to you i have seen you like this once, i met you when i was younger" he smiled. You stopped and stared into his hazel honey eyes and it felt like it was just you two in the world for that moment, "Kuroo, i'm sorry" you held your arms around his chest and cried.

"Look at me i'll never be what i used to."

(soz it was short)

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