"i- i can go home?"

"yes, they are going to be incarcerated for life."

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

you were lead out of your cage by an officer. he had a firm grip on you and his face seemed to look a bit familiar.

"sir?" you muttered as the car door opened.

"sit," he ordered as he shut the door behind you.

it was silent. it bothered you from how quiet it was, but you found peace. you found peace by searching your mind and laying in the garden. the temple.

the cop got into the driver's seat and started up the cop car.

"did you have a question?" he asked.

"yeah, why am i handcuffed?"

"you're a victim. a possible suspect," he grunted as he put the car in reverse and steered the wheel with the palm of his hand.

"what's your name?"

"you call me officer aizawa," he said in a monotone voice.

"officer aizawa..." you said under your breath. from behind he had a ponytail, his hair seemed ungroomed and he had a scar on the side of his face. he had stubble on his chin and it followed his sharp and stunning jawline.

"you are y/n ushijima, right?" he gruffed as he turned an intersection.

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

at the police station

"so did these boys kidnap you or not, ms ushijima?" nekira interoggated you.

"i'm not going to participate till i have a lawyer or attorney aside me..." you mumbled, fiddling with your hangnails and scars on your hand.

"we'll figure it out either way," nekira slammed the table and walked out the room.

you sat in silence, wondering why they weren't letting you out the damp room.

"y/n?" a voice said on the intercom.

"yeah?" you yelled.

"it's me, wakatoshi,"

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

interogating kuroo and bokuto

"so you kidnapped y/n ushijima?" nekira sipped his bitter black coffee.

"yes," kuroo sniffled as his face was tinted red.

"who was the mastermind?"

"i was..." bokuto rubbed kuroo's back with his elbows since his hands were cuffed.

"you understand that if you plead guilty-" the officer continued.

the boys were definitely under fear, but they were also plotting.

...

╰┈➤ ❝ [time skip roughly 2 years] ❞

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"aizawa!" you yelled from the other side of the apartment. this year you were looking into universities and community colleges. you graduated two years back, but who cares since you missed a majority of school.

"y/n!" aizawa mocked you as he laid a kiss on your cheek.

"can you help me put up this poster?" you pouted your lip as your tugged his hair.

"of course, kitten," he reached to pin the poster on your wall and his shirt tugged up, showing his V line. he turned his head to look at you and he grinned.

"whaaaaat?" you smiled. you had forgotten everything. bokuto and kuroo. tsuki and tendō. it was intentional, but it wasn't meant to happen so soon. you jumped off a cliff and fell into the water. it wasn't an attempt to cut life short, but it was an attempt to be free from life. the only thing it resulted with was my brain, my memories, my bonds, my abilities.

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

"kōtarō," kuroo whispered into his ear.

"y-yes?" bokuto shivered.

"look what I've found," kuroo held up an officer's key and a card.

"we- we can leave?"

"no... but we can escape?"

the boys were sentenced to life in prison. they missed y/n. but even they questioned themselves. was it for love or sex?

either way, they were determined to get what was theirs.