gory... its triggering in general...

"goodnight, satori..."

"i'm sorry, sister."

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"you can't, please kuroo," you begged as kuroo slammed the door. you sat on your bed, frantically panicking... wondering what they would do to your brother.

third p o v

kuroo searched for the mad hattered boy. bokuto was nicely tying up toshi, making sure he couldn't move.

"why are you doing this?"

"don't act like you're my friend now, ushijima?" bokuto growled with the back of his throat.

"how'd you find us?"

"i- i followed tendō here, we were going to a-" bokuto stuffed his mouth with cloth, the same ones they used on you.

toshi almost vomited from the taste, the rancid flavor that stayed in his mouth, the fumes he had to breath in.

"forget i asked you anything," bokuto scoffed as he dragged a hammer to toshi's head, acting like he was aiming and targeting a certain spot on the top of his head.

"hey, ushiwaka... where's bug eyes?" kuroo stepped into the room with his hands in his pockets.

toshi grunted and muffled the words 'i don't know' into the disgusting cloth that was used to clean dust of the surfaces. kuroo clicked his tongue and snapped his fingers.

for all they knew, tendō was actually in their small closet.

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"god it fucking stinks... this room is so small, is this harry potters room? oh harry!?" tendō silently whispered to himself in the uncomfortable closet.

he scooted around the closet, trying to get comfortable till he felt a hand.

"what the shitttt~" he joked, flabbing the hand around. his eyebrows raised as he squinted his eyes. "it's normal guy! tsukishima!"

tendo continued flicking the body, till he found out he was dead.

"weird... how come i couldn't smell it? or feel the puddle of blood on my ass!" tendō snickered as he made blood angels on the floor. that was until the door opened and light entered the room. tendō puckered his lips at kuroo, who was standing over him.

"why hello-" kuroo dragged tendō out and threw him next to toshi.

"hey, miracle boy..." tendō gloomed at toshi. he tossed out his wrists and sighed.

"make it quick," tendō's head was turned to the side so that he didn't have to witness his own blood spewing out of him.

"don't mind if i do~" kuroo licked the knife and slowly sliced tendō's soft and pure skin in half.

"please tell y/n-chan i love her-" tendō's chin was pulled by bokuto's spiking hand.

"how about you do it," bokuto dragged tendō by the collar, the blood trailing on the floor as they entered y/n's room.

"go on,"

tendō weakily stood up, almost like an abnormal titan. he landed on y/n's lap.

"listen... i love you very much-" tendō coughed while speaking in a very serious manner.

"you will always be the little sister i never had- *cough* and i will always be with you... in the organ behind your boob," he laughed. y/n made a forced chuckle as she was bawling her last tears and sobs out.

"your brother loves you too, okay?" tendō said till he was pulled back by bokuto.

"let's carve a big smile in your face," bokuto said as he was stabbing the wounds that were already on tendō's wrist.

"s-stop! bokuto stop!" y/n pleaded while pulling back bokuto's broad shoulders, only to be shoved back with a bloody slap.

she gasped as tendō's dying blood rested on her face.

when bokuto was done stabbing the last remaining breath out of tendō, he walked out the room, leaving y/n and tendō together.

second p o v

you sat in the puddle of dark red blood, almost blacking out. you held tendō cheeks and looked into his frail eyes.

"good..." you tried to say.

"goodnight, satori," you sobbed as you said your last words to him.

his body stood still, but his pupils focused on yours. he smiled with his bloody and long mouth and said,

"i'm sorry, sister," his face went limp, but the only thing that showed emotion was his eyes.

his happy, explosive, enthusiastic eyes. you wiped your tears and shut tendō's glowing eyes, so that he could rest.