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
"the secret is to just be empty."
his reflection looms over him as if it were a giant wave waiting to devour him. he feels the noose of his subconscious grow tighter, suffocating him with the voices of dysmorphia. as it tightens, his control begins to slip.
"you can trust me...they don't know what you need...this is what will satisfy you."
in his mind, he is healthy and this is normal to want to be thin. he has to be the spitting image of a national-playing athlete. he has to be for his boyfriend; who would want to date someone this ugly? he has to be for his family; he can't fail their expectations. this is normal.
kei is stubborn. too stubborn for his own good.
"you're beautiful."
lair.
"you're perfect just the way you are."
shut up.
"i love you."
why?
it may be too late for kei to realize that he is no longer himself. he is nothing but a hollow shell living in foreign skin. inside, he is empty.
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this story is inspired by jaidenanimations and BoyInABand's song "Empty". i do not own the song, nor do i take any credit for the lyrics.
i do not own haikyuu or any of the characters. these characters belong to Haruichi Furudate.
this story covers mature topics that may be triggering to some individuals. viewer discretion is advised.
lowercase intended.