Love on a Broken Wing (Tsukishima x Reader)

Stress

The house rattled as you slammed the door closed behind you. Tears of frustration streamed from your cloudy eyes. Pent-up anger was beginning to boil. Thank the lord that your parents usually get home late. You let several profanities bellow from your lungs. Storming up to the bathroom, you struggled twisting the ring off.

"This is all your fucking fault!" you screamed slamming your hand down on the counter.

Maybe you should go outside to the park or something. That always heled you vent your anger. However that's what helped a year ago, there's no guarantee it would work now. Letting a few more tears slip from your eyes, you twisted the ring back on. Blowing your nose too many times into tissues, your nose became red from irritation. Now realizing how much of mess you looked like in the mirror, you decided not to go to the park. It would be best if you cried into a pillow until you felt a bit better.

After half an hour of clinging to your pillow and trying to avoid putting a hole in the wall, you were surprised by the fact your parents haven't called you yet. Maybe they were just too busy with work to check in. Your phone had no notifications, but glancing at the time, it was a little bit before school got out. Might as well head to the park now.

"Ugh I look like shit," you grumbled brushing out your hair once more.

Ignoring the fact your eyes were bloodshot from crying, you stomped out of your house. At least the sky was nice with a few clouds drifting here and there. The sun was beginning to beat down on your skin. Unbuttoning the top button of your shirt, you sighed with relief as a cool breeze hit your skin. The weather was nice for a pretty shitty day in your opinion. The rest of the way there was rather peaceful, not another person in sight.

The park was surprisingly empty for such a nice day. Usually you would walk past a family, but there was no one. Collapsing on a bench under a tree, you sprawled your body along the cold wood.

"Ughhhhhh" you groaned becoming uncomfortable right away.

Straightening yourself up, a loud sigh left your mouth.

"Thinking about the naughty things we used to do?" a familiar voice said next to you.

"Wha-" all that came from your mouth was yelling, no words. You almost fell off the bench.

Kuroo was right there on the bench next to you. He appeared out of nowhere. Before you could retort in any way, you stopped yourself. Kenma was peeking out of the corner of his eye from another bench.

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