Love on a Broken Wing (Tsukishima x Reader)

Aftermath

Thank god your father didn't notice the ever growing red mark on your neck. At least it was in a place easy to hide, but only by scrunching up your shoulders. It also made you look really tensed up, so you worried your father was going to question you.

"Why do you seem all tensed up?" he wondered.

You scrunched up your shoulders even more when he asked.

"N-nothing," you stammered feeling your face redden.

"Oh, alright," his tone was still a bit worried as he refocused on driving.

The rest of the way home was nothing but awkward silence. The mark on your neck kept growing more and more irritated. It was practically throbbing by the time you got home.

"Well I'm going to make dinner then-" your father tried to speak, but you hastily made your escape into the house.

He didn't even try to stop you, but he did sigh; more worry ghosting over his expression.

Trying your best to avoid your mother, you expertly snuck up the stairs. A few creaky steps echoed down the stairway, but not enough to grab your mother's attention. Finally reaching your bathroom, you flipped the light switch.

"Oh, my, God..." you grumbled with anger welling up inside you.

Being very distracted by the teasing pleasure of Kuroo, he easily left a big and noticeable mark on you. It was turning shades of red and purple by now. Of course there were a few teeth marks right above the large marble-sized hickey. Rolling your hands up into fists so tight that your knuckles turned white, rage was literally boiling inside you.

"Next time I see you I swear to- ow FU-" stopping yourself from cussing, you made an obvious mistake by touching the mark.

Waiting a few seconds to see if your parents heard your loud outburst, you sighed with relief when you didn't hear them calling your name.

Hearing your phone beep in your room, you sighed once again and headed to check it. Your eyes widened as you saw who it was texting you.

Another bad memory.

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