Prompt(s) #28 & #7: "You look so gorgeous when you cry~", "(P/n), I asked you a question. If you know what's good for you, you better answer me." TW, this chapter will include: bondage, sadism, choking, stabbing, Knife play, manipulation.
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Tears began to fall from your eyes, your sobs echoing through the room.
You struggled as you felt the knife drag across your back.
Letting out loud sobs, you tried to fight back against your restraints, despite the fact that you had already given up hope of getting free.
"What's wrong? Surely you aren't ignoring me." the black haired male spoke lowly.
"I'm sorry it has to be this way.." he continued. "But you tried to leave me.. and I can't stand living without you.."
You began to fill with regret and pity for the setter. You wanted to apologize for hurting him..
But deep down you knew that he was only manipulating you.
"Oh yeah?" You spat, "Maybe you should just die then!"
Your heart dropped hearing the sound of the knife clattering to the floor, heavy breaths blowing against your neck.
You winced as you felt Akaashi's hand press against the fresh cuts on your back.
"So. You think I should die, hm?" He spoke with a soft tone
A tone that made you shiver.
You felt a lump in your throat, beginning to say something, but deciding against it.
You gasped, feeling yourself fall to the floor. The ropes that were binding you had been cut in half.
"Well?" He questioned, clearly more irritated than he had been momentarily.
"..."
"Darling, I asked you a question. If you know what's good for you, you better answer me."
You froze in place at the nickname. The nickname that would've normally been comforting. Akaashi was getting sick of your silence.
You felt the black haired setter pick you up by the throat, his hand wrapped around your neck as he pushed you against the wall.
You clawed at his hand, hoping that maybe, just maybe, he'd let you off the hook this once if you spoke to him.
"I give you everything. And then when you do something wrong, I'm the bad guy for it!" He yelled.
You wanted to say something, but your stubbornness decided that you weren't going to just let him control you anymore. So instead, you just glared down at him, a look of hatred spread across your face.
When Akaashi saw your face, he let go of your throat, and began backing away slowly, muttering to himself.
You saw this as your own opportunity to escape, picking the knife up from the floor, you charged at him.
You just barely made it to him, when you felt something cold run down your leg.
Looking down, your entire leg was pouring blood, all from one stab wound in your waist.
Akaashi smiled at you and took the knife out of your hands. You gasped as he stabbed it into your shoulder, tears falling from your eyes.
Then, in a tone that sounded pleased, and reassuring, the setter spoke.
"You look so gorgeous when you cry~"
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