Kuroo x Tsukishima
"Tsukki, why're you always wearing long sleeves and pants?"
"Cause I get cold easily, Kuroo-san," He replied in a listless manner as he stared off into the night sky. He wasn't entirely lying. The truth was there, he did get cold easily. He's just hiding his self-inflicted scars that keep multiplying with no end.
"Oh, then.. Here! Take my jacket, I'm not that cold anyway.."
Kei was a little taken aback by this gesture, slowly holding onto the thick fabric and put it on, staring into the night sky with his coffee intertwined with his fingers.
"The moon is pretty dark today isn't it, Kuroo-san,"
"Yeah.. It kinda reminds me of you, a beautiful Black Moon.."
TW: Suicide, depression, anxiety, attempts of suicide, self-harm, slight eating disorder.
If any of these topics trigger you please DO NOT READ THIS!!
Side note:
I didn't get the cover and title idea myself, it was from another kurotsukki story I had read called 'Tragic Moon' by @Mafuyusbrokenstring. You all should check it out, it's great! However I did create this on my own. I don't own any of the characters!! I also do not own any of the artwork in this story (other than the cover)!
#1 in kurooxtsukishima - 21/06/21
#1 in tsukishimaxkuroo - 18/07/21
I can't get the image of a beaten Tetsuya out of my mind. Could he be bullied?
No it can't be, he's practically invisible...
But there is no other explaination to this, Tetsuya has been acting strange lately as well.
There was something off with him.
If the way he moved didn't give the hint, then the wincing and slow reactions every now and then would.
"Is there something wrong?" I ask following him, seeing his eyes widden for a moment then go back to the normal blank again in the next, as if it never happened.
"It's not your problem anyway..."
I was enraged, but Tetsuya left, not giving me a chance to threaten him or to pursue him further into telling me.
Damn it Tetsuya!
I will find out what's going on.
~
How? How did he find out?
Why did he even notice?
... why would he even care?...
"Everyone split in two teams. We're having a match." The coach yelled and blew his whistle.
Everyone did as they were told and soon I found myself facing Haizaki's goons, their smiles sending shivers down my spine.
Well, I'm screwed either way.