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illyaana · 3 years

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4 to 10 - Sugawara Koushi

credits to @kvsagi for the Suga art!

Tags: Timeskip! Sick Suga x Doctor! Reader, No Specific Gender for Reader, Angst

Synopsis: Suga has been diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis ever since he was 18, a few days after he graduated from high school. He works as an author in the hospital room he currently lives in. When he was 26, you entered the hospital as an official resident doctor and you were assigned to him.

In the beginning, it was just wheezing. After serving a ball to the ace, Suga just needed a few minutes to breathe air back into his system - nothing else.

It slowly became long nights of consistent coughing. It was just a dust allergy - nothing more. Almost all his family members had it - his allergic reactions were just stronger.

It became shorter hours of practice and any forms of exercise. His lungs were just weaker than the rest of the team's. It didn't mean that he was not as skilled as them - he just had to work more efficiently - more success, less time.

Then came the first lung infection.

Then the next.

It was no longer something he could just write off anymore.

Then came the tests; one sweat test and one genetic test.

The next time people saw him, he carried a bag connected to a tube that was in his nose.

He could still live his life normally - he just needed regular checkups. The only thing he needed to do was keep his distance, keep clean and not mess up.

That's all he needed to do, right?

The attacks got worse and worse.

His lungs became so fragile the slightest amount of dust or germ could kill him.

If he wanted to live, he needed to live in the hospital.

Until his clock stopped working, he needed to stay in the white walls of the Hospital of Tokyo forever - and that is what he did.

For the next 8 years of his life, he stayed in the hospital as a 'permanent resident' and lived peacefully.

His life consisted of college online, eating, studying, cleaning his lungs, talking with the other 'permanent residents' or just 'guests', playing with kids in the pediatric ward and sleep.

That was his life - and he didn't hate it.

He soon graduated from college and university and became an author - a well-known one, may I add.

He still talked to his friends from high school - Daichi and Asahi being common visitors with the occasional visit from Kageyama and Hinata.

This was his life until his life ended.

But all that changed when you came into the hospital for the first time.

Sugawara was never one to eye at the doctors or the nurses in the hospital - he believed that it was irrational and very wrong. Yet, you somehow changed his mind almost instantly.

He couldn't muster the bravery to even welcome you on your first day by himself, despite everyone who knew him literally pushing him to do so.

He begged all of the nurses to introduce him to you, but they all wanted him to do it by himself.

"Staring at our newest doctor, huh?" said Sugawara's doctor, Hizashi Yamada from behind him.

"You want me to introduce you to them?" He asked, smiling deviously.

Soon, Suga's doctor brought him to meet you, despite all of Suga's resistance to it.

"Hello, Y/N-sensei. Welcome to the Hospital of Tokyo. It is a pleasure to have someone so well-versed in our hospital as a permanent doctor," said Hizashi-sensei.

He placed his hand out, only for you to shake it. "No need for the praises, Yamada-sensei. The fact you recognized me is a privilege itself."

"This," Yamada-sensei pulled Suga forward, "Is Sugawara Koushi. He has been admitted to our hospital ever since he was eighteen."

Suga blushed furiously.

He wasn't ready to meet you up close so quickly. He wanted to admire you from afar for at least another two more days so that he could learn about your interests, but fate wasn't on his side this time.

Not to mention, you were a doctor, too! One of the younger ones, too... and hotter...

Suga awoke from his daze when he saw your gloved hand reach out to his to give him a handshake. "Pleasure to meet you, Sugawara-san. I believe you are an author? My sister loves your books!"

Suga was internally thanking Daichi for telling him to become an author.

Suga raised his hand to meet yours in a handshake. "The pleasure is all mine."

"As you both know, I am retiring this year," Yamada-sensei said, making both you and Suga face him.

"I've discussed with the board. Y/N-sensei, you'll be in charge of Suga starting tomorrow. I will send all the information about his condition soon," He ended off with a smile.

Wait - you were in charge of him?

Suga was shaking even more now.

It would no longer be Yamada-sensei seeing the uglier side of him but the very person he was developing a crush on.

"Fate works in mysterious ways, huh?" you said, breaking Suga's train of thought.

"I guess it was good I met you today then, Sugawara-san," you ended with a cheerful smile.

"I leave myself in your care then, Y/N-sensei," Suga said while bowing to you.

"Just call me Y/N. I think you're older than me, anyway," you said, laughing a bit. "I'll see you tomorrow!"

You walked towards the nurses that were calling you, leaving an extremely red Sugawara in the middle of the foyer.

The next day stood as a challenge for the silver-haired male.

He was going to act as good as he can so that your job could be as simple as it can be - no cheeky comments, no playful jokes.

Just being a boring, normal patient for the few hours you'd be in his room.

Well, that resolve almost failed immediately when you came in and begged for a conversation with him.

"It's too quiet for me to work properly, Sugawara-san. I know you think that keeping the room quiet helps, but the tension in the room is a bit too strong for me to work normally," you said, aching for some noise to come out of him.

But he didn't say anything - not even a noise.

"If you don't say anything in the next few minutes, I am going to begin talking a bit too much and trust me, you don't want that."

You turned to prepare the machine to remove the excess mucus in his lungs.

"You can call me Suga-san if you want," Suga whispered, scared to speak as loud as he usually does.

You chuckled and turned to face him. "I was going to call you Koushi-kun, whether you liked it or not."

"So, Koushi-kun," you started, "where and when does this author's life begin?"

He chuckled softly. "I was actually born in Miyagi. I was a replacement setter for the volleyball team in my school. Then again, I played a few times even when our main setter was there."

"What school?"

"Karasuno."

You opened your eyes in shock. "Wait - you were part of the Karasuno's volleyball team that went to nationals back then!"

He stared at your wonder-filled eyes and smiled. "Yeah, I was."

"So you know Hinata Shoyo and Kageyama Tobio? The Japan players?"

Pride swelled in him when he heard those two names. "Yeah, I do. I actually taught Hinata the basics."

"You've done well, my friend," you said, earning a laugh from the 26-year old.

And that small conversation began the long conversations you both had when you were doing long hours in the hospital.

After handling other patients, you'd often spend time with Koushi in his room with the pretence of 'I'm his doctor - it's my duty to be with him most of the time.'

But that was far from the truth, wasn't it?

You were developing feelings for your own patient.

How could you not fall for him?

Behind the beautiful exterior of his was a man of true beauty itself.

He was a hard worker - spent most of his time working on his new project.

He was kind - helped the nurses with managing the kids in the pediatric ward when they went for their lunch break.

He was the ideal man for anyone.

Time passed and you had been taking care of the former setter for the past two years.

He introduced you to his friends - Asahi, Daichi, Kageyama and Hinata, if you remember correctly - when they came over.

They soon became close friends of yours too - despite your fangirling over the Japan volleyball players. They often spent hours on end with Suga in his room.

All of you enjoyed the small talks you all had together and talked about the things happening in the outside world - be it a small injury or someone's wedding.

"Y/N-san, what about you? Are you in a relationship?" the orange-haired man asked, a small yet beaming smile on his lips.

You instantly blushed and looked at Sugawara. His eyes focused solely on you, taking you in.

"I've been single my whole life. I don't think I'd be getting into a relationship soon, too. The doctor's life doesn't really revolve around romance, despite all the TV shows and movies," you ended, earning snickers from almost everyone in the room.

"How about the rest of you? Is there a conquest of love happening in your lives?" you asked. Now my turn to grin.

Both Kageyama and Hinata stared at one another, faces beet red.

Koushi sighed. "Why can't you both just tell that you're a couple? We all knew ever since high school."

"How did you all know?" Kageyama shouted. You immediately shushed him, earning a small 'sorry' from him.

"You both aren't quiet in the storage room, you know?" Daichi said. Everyone except the couple began laughing hysterically.

"Damn, the money I'd get if I leaked this to the news," you jokingly said, teasing the two players.

When the clock showed 8pm, you pushed the four of the visitors out of Suga's room.

Their time had ended and they needed to head home.

Once they left, you felt a tug on your doctor's coat. You saw Koushi asking you back into the room, not ready for you to leave yet.

"Is everything okay?" You asked him, worried about his health.

"Do you feel like there isn't enough oxygen in your tank? I can always get you a replacement right now-" Koushi placed his finger on your lips.

"Please, just listen to what I have to say," he asked, his eyes begging you to listen to him.

You closed the door behind the two of you. He pulled you to sit beside him on his bed.

"I know I don't have much time left. I already had 10 years after diagnosis when the norm is 4," he said, chuckling.

You wanted to intervene - hell, the sentence was already prepared in your head - but you didn't. From what it looked like, he wanted you to just accept whatever he had to say.

"My drive to write is long gone - I can barely write a sentence I like anymore. I love playing with the kids, but I feel like I would just disturb them rather than entertaining them. I - I feel my life slipping away from my fingers, Y/N..." he said, tears forming around his eyes.

"Yet, when I see you walk along the halls of the hospital, I feel re-energized. I only met you two years ago, but I already am so dependant on you - and not just as a doctor. You are the only thing that makes me want to get up in the morning. You are the only thing I think of when I fall asleep. You are..." he gripped on your wrist, "the only thing I want right now."

"Koushi-kun..."

"I love you, Y/N. I didn't want you to leave today without knowing this. I love you so much - as a doctor and as a person."

You hugged the male in front of you, letting his tears fall on your jacket.

"I know you can't reciprocate my feelings, but I just needed you to know."

You gripped on his shirt.

This was the only man you've ever wanted, but you could never have him.

You held your tears back as you walked out of his room.

The next day was just a blur.

The mucus in his lungs built up at an extremely fast pace.

A severe infection formed in his lungs.

You rushed from your apartment to the hospital to conduct surgery as fast as you could.

Luck, however, wasn't on your side.

In the midst of the surgery, the electrocardiogram flatlined.

Sugawara Koushi was pronounced dead at 3:45 am at the Hospital of Tokyo on the 19th of December in the year 2022.

I hope you enjoyed the fanfic! As always, if you have ideas or tropes you'd like me to try, don't hesitate to leave a suggestion here! Thanks for all the reblogs and the likes too! <3 If you want to learn about Cystic Fibrosis, I watched this video and it helped me in understanding the science part of it~

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darkershining · 4 years

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Just watched episode 17 of Healin Good Pretty Cure.

The episode begins with Chiyu and her family eating together and discussing the work plans for the inn the upcoming weekend. Since two of the workers are absent for the weekend, Chiyu and her younger brother Toji offer to help out at the inn.

Chiyu tells Nodoka and Hinata that she’ll be helping out at the inn, and explains how her mother is next in line for the position of innkeeper after her grandmother, and Nodoka notes that Chiyu would then be next in line after that. Pegitan also offers to help Chiyu out at the inn for the weekend.

In the villains’ lair, Shindoine is feeling tired and unmotivated. Batetemouda suggests she visit a hot spring to recharge, but she laughs at the idea, telling him the only thing that can motivate her is the praise of King Byogen. She then decides to head out and infect something so she can receive that praise.

At the inn, Chiyu manages to do well at helping out, as does Pegitan, who keeps cleaning up areas before Toji can get to them. Chiyu is complimented on her work by other employees, but Chiyu points out she still has much to learn. Chiyu’s grandmother agrees, telling her there’s much more to showing hospitality, and asks Chiyu to handle a few smaller tasks, getting different things for a few of the rooms.

A pair of regular guests comment on the flower in their room being their favorite, and Chiyu asks her mother if her grandmother specifically has different things set up in different rooms for each guest. Her mother confirms this, explaining how she sets up certain decorations for regular guests, and welcome letters for new guests, doing what she can to show hospitality. Chiyu’s mother notes that she’s also trying to follow her example, such as learning how to greet guests in English.

Chiyu is asked to show a family of foreign guests around, and Chiyu notes that the young daughter of the couple seems to be in a bad mood. Chiyu shows them the different sights, but can’t seem to get the daughter, Emily, to cheer up. As Chiyu heads back to the inn, she comes across Nodoka and Hinata, who had decided to head over to check in on how she was doing. Noting that Chiyu seems bothered by something, Nodoka asks if Chiyu still has time before she needs to get back to work, and brings her over to the sea.

Chiyu vents her frustration at the ocean, admitting that she wants to figure out how to make Emily smile. She thanks the girls for bringing her there to clear her mind, and Hinata comments that Nodoka was right about the ocean being the best place for this. Chiyu realizes Nodoka brought her to the sea to cheer her up because she remembered how Chiyu likes it, and realizes that it’s similar to how her grandmother’s hospitality.

Chiyu heads back to the inn, and starts up a conversation with Emily. Emily eventually admits that the reason she’s in a bad mood is because she and her parents will be moving to Japan soon, away from her friends back home and she’s uncertain if she’ll be able to make new friends. Since Emily showed interest in a playground in a park while Chiyu was showing her family around earlier, Chiyu invites Emily to the park to play the next day.

It starts to rain, and Shindoine happens to be at that same park, noting that no one is around at the moment because of the rain. She decides to infect a Rain Element inside a rainboot someone left behind in the park. Latte gets sick, alerting Nodoka to the situation, and she lets Chiyu and Hinata know and the three head to the park.

The Cures transform and try to fight off the Mega-Byogen, which keeps stomping around. Cure Fontaine tries her best to stop it from infecting the park more, since she made a promise to Emily and is still determined to make her smile. Shindoine is unimpressed, and the Mega-Byogen tries to crush her. Cure Grace and Cure Sparkle help Cure Fontaine throw it aside, allowing Cure Grace to scan it to find the infected Element, and the Cures then purify it with the Healing Oasis. Shindoine retreats.

The girls check in on the Element, which gives them a new Element Bottle to heal Latte, who is still ill, allowing her to recover. The next day, the girls, Emily and Toji play together at the park. They are soon joined by some other kids, allowing Emily to meet some new potential friends. When Emily and her parents leave the inn later, Emily, now in a better mood, thanks Chiyu for her help.

Chiyu notes that the work at the inn is challenging, but rewarding and states that she hopes to become even better at it in the future.

This was another really good episode! We got to see more of Chiyu’s family and the inn, and got some insight into Chiyu’s goals for the future. I really enjoyed it!

Looking forward to the next episode!

#pretty cure #healin good precure

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deckheaddd-blog · 6 years

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Kuroo clucked his tongue, his cat-like eyes sweeping across each cage he passed by. He pressed his hands deeper into his pockets as he stopped in front of a cage. He couldn’t help but tug the side of his mouth into a lopsided smirk. His cobalt eyes gazed down a near-naked form that was huddled in the back corner of the cage. The figure looked up, capturing Kuroo’s gaze with a roughened, slightly hardened look. The male shifted, making Kuroo note how thin he was. The short, black hair of the male framed his pale, white face. “I want this one,” Kuroo suddenly demanded, turning slightly to the side to catch the attention of a man standing idly not too far away. He glanced at the caged male after seeing him jolt. The worker walked over, taking a quick, non-committal glance at the person that Kuroo motioned towards. “Him?” he asked, rubbing his chin. “That one isn’t cheap.” “I’ll pay whatever price,” Kuroo promptly responded, grinning slyly as he turned to face the shivering male. Kageyama only had a few minutes to collect himself before a pair of men roughly threw open the door to his cage, stepping in to grab Kageyama by his arms. He began to put up a struggle, but the men were undeniably stronger. His vision blackened after a strip of cloth was placed over his eyes. The men whispered something, and suddenly Kageyama’s mouth and nose were covered. He let out muffled shouts, only remembering a sickly sweet smell before losing consciousness. Kageyama awoke, feeling warmth enveloping him. He stirred more, his eyes beginning to open, allowing light to filter through his pupils. Realization suddenly dawned on him, and he jerked forward only to find his head pulled back down. Panic filled his veins, and his breaths came out in short pants. His muscles tensed and he carefully reached up to finger his neck, only to find a leather collar. Eyes wide, Kageyama finally took in his surroundings. He seemed to be in the middle of a nest of blankets in the center of a large room. A bed stood off to the side. Carefully, Kageyama moved to sit on his knees, causing a rattling sound to echo in his ears. What? His fingers found purchase on cold metal, and his brows couldn’t help but furrow together. He shifted once again, his eyes following the chain to a post at the edge of the pile of blankets. What the fuck? As Kageyama set forth to try and rid himself of the collar around his neck, the door swung open and Kuroo casually waltzed in. Kageyama froze, his hands still at his collar as he stared at the taller male cautiously. In turn, Kuroo eyed Kageyama as he reached up to loosen his tie. “You’re awake,” Kuroo commented, staying near the door. Kageyama remained silent, clenching the blanket beneath his hands, and found himself internally glad that he was at least clothed. He wore a pair of black shorts and a white box-cut top that swallowed his thin figure. Kuroo clucked his tongue and slowly began approaching Kageyama. The raven-haired male immediately tensed, anger pooling in his stomach. He hated this world. He hated being born for the purpose of being a “pet” for another human being. He hated this concept, and like hell was he ever going to let this man have his way with him. Kuroo stopped short in front of the sitting male, and he knelt down so that they were at eye level. “Do you have a name?” Kuroo asked, never letting his gaze falter. Averting his eyes, Kageyama turned away. He couldn't help but be intimidated by the man in front of him. Suddenly, his neck was yanked forward, causing him to glare daggers at Kuroo in order to hide the tears filling the corners of his eyes from the stinging pain. “Hmm, I’ll name you Mr. GrumpyPants,” Kuroo announced jokingly, the chain still in his hand. He watched the male in front of him glower. Cute. “Unless you have a name you would prefer me to call you by?” Kageyama bit the inside of his cheek. “Kageyama,” he muttered. “Kageyama Tobio,” he bit out, well aware of how disrespectful he sounded. Kuroo tugged a little on the chain, causing Kageyama to wince. “Well, Kageyama, I own you now,” he stated, smirking devilishly. “Please refer to me as ‘Master’ or ‘Kuroo-sama.’” His eyes closed as he tilted his head to smile at Kageyama. A sick feeling formed in his chest, and Kageyama was half-minded to spit in Kuroo’s face. He held his tongue as Kuroo stood up, walking over to the post to unchain him. Once Kuroo had the chain freely in his hand, he beckoned for Kageyama to stand up and follow him. “I’m hosting a dinner party tonight,” Kuroo started, giving a sideways glance at Kageyama. “And you’re the special guest.” Kageyama sat uncomfortably, doing his best to keep his hands from covering his face or rolling himself into a ball. Kuroo had specifically threatened – told him that he was forbidden from covering his face or he would be “punished.” Yet, it was damn embarrassing to be put on display in front of the guests on an elevated platform while being chained to yet another post. He knew his face was beyond red, and all he could do was sit awkwardly and avert his gaze from the people in front of him. Suga cut a piece of his steak and speared it on his fork. “Isn’t this unnecessary?” he asked casually, looking at Kuroo before briefly glancing at Kageyama. Kuroo laughed. “You guys said that you wanted to see him, though!” He picked up his glass to take a sip of wine. Daichi smiled at Suga sympathetically before patting him on the shoulder. “You should bring him, err-“ “Kageyama Tobio,” Kuroo filled in, knowing that his guests hadn’t exactly memorized his pet’s name yet. “Yes, sorry,” Daichi apologized. “You should bring Kageyama over to meet Hinata sometime. I’m sure they would get along,” he suggested, attempting to steer the conversation from potentially treacherous waters. “Hmm, yeah, they could put on a show for us,” Oikawa commented, eyes narrowing in amusement. Kuroo waved his hand. “I haven’t trained him yet,” he stated, eyeing Kageyama as talked. “He’d be boring to watch.” Kageyama scowled at the insult, though he knew little of what they were talking about. Bokuto let out a loud whine. “Akaashi~, why don’t we get a pet too?” he asked, turning to plead to a pretty, black-haired male next to him. “No,” Akaashi answered curtly, causing the others at the table to snicker. “Ehhh!?” Bokuto cried out, his eyes automatically tearing up. “Please, Akaashi!” Akaashi sighed before turning to Bokuto. “Bokuto, you’re too rough. You would kill the pet when you train it.” Bokuto perked up at Akaashi’s explanation before quickly smiling. He leaned closer to Akaashi before saying. “Are you saying you’re the only one who can handle me, or are you just jealous?” Akaashi merely returned Bokuto’s jeer with a glare. He promptly turned back to his food before loudly stating, “No sex for you tonight.” Suga couldn’t help but chuckle, seeing Bokuto deflate and turn to start picking at the food on his plate. Oikawa eyed Iwaizumi from the corner of his eyes, noticing that the other was busy eating. “Hey, Kuroo, do you mind if I feed Tobio-chan? He looks famished,” Oikawa pointed out. Iwaizumi shot the brunette a tempered look. He jabbed Oikawa’s side before saying, “We have two pets, Asskawa. Don’t pick on one that isn’t yours.” “Bu-“ “Shut up,” Iwaizumi interjected. “I already know what that look on your face means.” Kuroo pushed back his chair before standing up. “Oikawa is right,” Kuroo hummed mischievously. He picked up his plate and walked around to where Kageyama sat. “I should feed him,” he finished, reaching out to pull on the chain connected to Kageyama’s collar. Kageyama resisted slightly as Kuroo pulled on the chain. He gritted his teeth and tensed when Kuroo reached out to stroke his cheek. Kuroo’s hand was warm, but his expression was frightening. “Now, now,” Kuroo cooed, moving his hand to lightly grip Kageyama’s chin. “Be a good little boy and eat some food, okay?” The group at the table fell silent, waiting to see what Kageyama’s reaction would be. “Don't be too rough with him,” Suga warned, keeping a stern expression. He and Daichi had always treasured their pet, Hinata, and were quick to condone pet abuse. Daichi placed a hand gently on Suga’s thigh, giving him a squeeze. The silver-haired male simply huffed and looked away. Kuroo picked up a glob of mashed potatoes on his finger, using his hand that was on Kageyama’s chin to prompt the male’s mouth open. Kageyama gritted his teeth. This was too humiliating. Jerking his head away, Kageyama managed to escape from Kuroo’s grasp. He didn’t even need to look to sense the disdain radiating off from Kuroo. Before Kuroo could roughly pull on Kageyama’s chain, however, Suga stood up and crept towards the platform. “See, he doesn’t like it rough,” Suga commented, his eyes warm as he connected gazes with Kageyama. Kuroo watched Kageyama shrink away from the silver-haired male. His mouth thinned into a grimace as Suga stepped up closer to Kageyama. “He’ll learn soon enough,” Kuroo countered, letting a hand rest on his hip. “I just got him after all.” Suga gently reached out with both hands before grasping the sides of Kageyama’s head, to the raven-head’s dismay. “Look, he’s scared,” Suga murmured, softly stroking Kageyam’s cheeks. He allowed himself to smirk slightly upon seeing a flush of red blossom on the boy’s pale cheeks. Suga reached over to Kuroo’s plate and picked up a single pea. Kageyama attempted to pull away, but Suga’s free hand wrapped around the back of his head, preventing him from doing so. He kept his mouth shut. Is this what these people found enjoyable? Smiling, Suga held up the pea for Kageyama. “This is your treat, Kageyama,” Suga informed, keeping his voice light and friendly. His eyes suddenly narrowed. “You’ll get this if you properly please your master.” He watched Kageyama attempt to squirm away and as Kuroo huffed while crossing his arms. “Shall I teach you?” This man was terrifying. He certainly didn’t come off as it, like Kuroo did, but there was something inherently telling Kageyama to not trust this man. However, he was too afraid to say “no” or even shake his head. “Good boy,” Suga whispered, leaning closer to Kageyama. Daichi watched with mild interest, already used to Suga’s scary switch that turned on in various situations. Both Iwaizumi and Oikawa seemed shocked at the usually docile male’s actions, and Bokuto was raptured by the interaction. Akaashi could only roll his eyes at the scene, devising ways to tell Bokuto that no, this does not mean getting a pet would be fun. Though he had to admit that Kuroo got his hands on quite a cute one. Suga took the pea and pressed it into the corner of Kageyama’s mouth, feeling the male tense beneath his hands. He stared into dark blue orbs as he rolled the pea from one end of Kageyama’s mouth to the center. Using his thumb, he pressed the pea in between the lips, slightly annoyed when he was met with resistance. “Open up, Kageyama,” Suga quietly commanded. Panic filled Kageyama, and he quickly debated whether or not he should obey. He felt Suga’s thumb press harder on his mouth, and he dared a sideways glance at Kuroo, who seemed to be silently beckoning him to listen to Suga. Slowly, Kageyama loosened his jaws. He saw Suga smile before feeling his thumb push in the pea. Kageyama had assumed that Suga would pull away, but his thumb followed the pea. He struggled, feeling Suga’s thumb massage his tongue and mash the pea against his teeth. “Don’t bite me,” Suga warned, quite content in making a mess of Kageyama’s mouth. “Or I’ll punish you,” a voice purred in his ear. Suga looked up to see Kuroo leaning behind Kageyama. He smiled and looked back down to Kageyama. “Don't displease your master, Kageyama.” Kageyama did his best to muster a glare, but Suga pressed painfully down on his tongue. He looked past Suga’s shoulders to see the stares of the other guests. He wanted to die. This was too much. “Suck.” Kageyama looked back to Suga, who was staring down at him expectantly. He could feel himself trembling as he applied pressure to the thumb in his mouth. If he obeyed, than this would be over quicker, right? Suga pulled out his thumb with a pop, looking very satisfied. Using his clean hand, he rubbed away the tears that had escaped Kageyama’s eyes. “That’s right,” Suga said. “You did great.” “Yes, very good,” Kuroo added, placing a comforting hand on Kageyama’s shoulders. Kageyama swallowed nervously, feeling the mushy pea flow down his esophagus. He had no idea that tears were collecting in his eyes. He flinched when Suga reached out to pat his head. “Hey, let me teach him too.” Kageyama had little time to react before a hand wrapped around his waist, pulling him towards a familiar brunette. The chain attached to his collar rattled, and he felt it pull taut. He recognized the man as the one who started this whole, “Let’s feed Kageyama” thing. Oikawa smiled as he hovered over the smaller male. There was a piece of meat between his teeth. Staring up in confusion, Kageyama watched as Oikawa cheerfully pointed at the piece of meat before he leaned in closer. Kageyama flushed and tried to pull away, but Oikawa had a strong hold on him. “Tooru,” Kuroo growled, obvious in his distaste for what was going on. Oikawa merely winked before leaning even closer to Kageyama. Kageyama pushed against Oikawa’s chest. He didn’t like this. He had enough. This was too much. He closed his eyes, refusing to see Oikawa’s glare and the disappointment that was apparent on his face. “K-Kuroo!” Kageyama choked out. Kageyama gasped, feeling himself being torn away from Oikawa’s grasp. “Enough.” Oikawa pulled the rest of the meat into his mouth and nonchalantly threw up his hands. “Ah, sorry,” he apologized. “I got carried away.” “You stupid idiot,” Iwaizumi scolded from the table. “I told you that he’s not your pet.” Oikawa pouted. “But Refreshing-kun did it!” Iwaizumi shot the brunette another glare as Suga returned to his seat next to Daichi. “Did you have fun?” Daichi asked, his eyes sparkling with amusement. Suga nodded in response. Kageyama found his face buried in Kuroo’s chest. He noticed that the other male smelled of mint as if he had just come out of the shower. In all honesty, he’d rather not be cuddled up next to Kuroo, but as of right now, he had little choice. Kageyama couldn’t help but relax a little, though, as Kuroo stroked a hand through his hair, allowing his fingernails to gently scrape against his scalp. Akaashi stood up, tugging Bokuto with him. “We have an appointment tomorrow morning with a client,” he explained while turning to Kuroo. “Thanks for inviting us, and for…the entertainment.” Kuroo couldn’t help but grin and wave as the duo left. The other four were just as quick to take their leave, with Oikawa suggesting that Kuroo let “Tobio-chan” over to play sometime. At that, Kuroo couldn’t help but tell the flirtatious brunette to “fuck off.” Oikawa seemed too interested in his pet. Kuroo looked down to see that Kageyama had fallen asleep on him. He reached out and gently stroked the side of Kageyama’s cheek with the back of his hand, noting that the skin was very pale. Sighing, he picked up the smaller male, holding him against his chest as he left the dining room. Kageyama awoke to the familiar feeling of once again being enveloped in comforting warmness as well as the sound of people talking and laughing. He suddenly froze and jolted awake, pivoting forward blindly. A pair of arms circled around him, pulling him back into the warmth and his body switched to the “flight” mode and he squirmed and shouted, trying to break away from whatever was grabbing him. “Shhhh, Kageyama!” a familiar voice whispered. Kageyama couldn’t comprehend what he was seeing, and he felt the arms around him tighten while a hand was rubbing comforting circles on his side. He was abruptly turned around and came face to face with Kuroo, who caressed both sides of Kageyama’s face. “It’s just me,” he said slowly. Kuroo waited until the wild look in Kageyama’s eyes dissipated before letting his hands drop to Kageyama’s waist. “Sorry, you fell asleep so I brought you back to the room.” Kageyama stared hard at Kuroo before finally nodding. He was still unused to being treated nicely, though he questioned every single “nice” act that Kuroo committed. Kuroo gently turned him back around, noticing that the smaller male was strangely compliant to his physical touches. He reached over to his bedside table and picked up a tray before setting it in Kageyama’s lap. “I know you didn’t get to eat, so I saved you some food,” Kuroo explained after seeing Kageyama’s confused look. “Relax. I won’t do anything. Training is over.” For now. Picking up a spoon, Kageyama slowly dug into his food, allowing himself to recline a bit against Kuroo’s chest. Kuroo let his arms fall to his sides, and he sat propped up against the bed’s headboard, giving himself a comfortable position to watch the TV. It wasn’t long before Kageyama finished the food, after all, he had very little to eat at the facility and had only eaten a pea since coming to Kuroo’s. He shifted, and attempted to put the tray back on to the table, but Kuroo grabbed the tray from him. Making sure that Kageyama was looking at him, he hummed, “Let me.” Kageyama let go, reluctantly, and watched Kuroo set the tray down. “Come here,” Kuroo commanded, still relaxed against the headboard. Kageyama quirked a brow. “I’m already here.” Kuroo grinned. He’s too cute. “No, come closer, Kageyama,” Kuroo murmured, opening his arms slightly in a welcoming gesture. Kageyama crept closer to Kuroo, only half-surprised when the taller male swept him up in his arms. He settled against Kuroo’s chest, hands doing all they could to ensure that there was at least minimal space between them. He allowed Kuroo to stare at him for a few moments before asking, “Where’s the chain?” That was one of the first things that Kageyama had noticed while he was eating. Although the chain was gone, he still sported the leather collar. “I took it off so you could sleep,” Kuroo answered. He fingered the hem of Kageyama’s top before tugging him closer. “I could put it back on if that’s what you really want.” Kageyama looked away in disgust and pushed against Kuroo’s chest. Kuroo’s face turned serious as he asked, “Did you like what Suga did to you?” “Who?” Kageyama questioned, tilting his head. Gah, this kid. “The guy with the silver hair,” Kuroo clarified, moving his hands to rest on Kageyama’s hips. His thumbs rubbed circles over the bone, causing Kageyama to shudder uncomfortably. “Did you enjoy letting him feed you?” Kageyama’s expression turned to fear, and Kuroo gripped his hips tighter, attempting to comfort him. Instead of vocalizing his utter contempt towards Suga, the raven-head just shook his head. Kuroo raised a brow. “No? Did you prefer Oikawa then? It seemed like you really wanted him to kiss you,” he teased, watching Kageyama’s face turn red against the flashes of the TV’s light. “Stop.” “Hmm, sorry?” Kuroo let out, stopping his ministrations on Kageyama’s hips. Kageyama shakily met Kuroo’s gaze, faltering at the intensity of it. “I didn’t like it. Any of it,” Kageyama bit out. “I hated it.” A grin appeared on Kuroo’s face, but Kageyama interpreted it as something menacing. Kuroo’s hand snaked around Kageyama’s neck and he pulled the male closer to him. “Good boy,” praised Kuroo, to Kageyama’s surprise. “That’s how a pet should act. You should only like what your master does.” Kageyama blinked. “Let me hear you say it,” Kuroo whispered, closing in on Kageyama. Kageyama floundered against Kuroo. Did he really have to say it? His eyes found Kuroo’s and he confirmed that Kuroo was dead serious. Kuroo let out an exasperated sigh before wrapping a hand around Kageyama’s lower back and roughly pulling him in so that Kageyama fell backward onto the bed. The air left Kageyama’s chest, and for a moment, he was breathless as Kuroo hovered over him. He looked down his body to see that somehow Kuroo had gotten between his legs. Leaning down to Kageyama’s ear, the taller male whispered, “We could do more. Or we could stop. You know what to say.” Once again, Kageyama felt a sick feeling invading his body. All of these people were frightening. He bit his lip, but that seemed to be a wrong move, because he could see Kuroo’s lip twitch at the motion. Kageyama turned away, deciding to give in. “K-Kuroo…sama,” Kageyama muttered, feeling his cheeks heat up. Embarrassing. Kuroo broke into another smile. He leaned down and placed a kiss on Kageyama’s forehead. Kageyama flinched but was even more surprised when Kuroo got up and left the bed. Immediately Kageyama sat up, once again wary of Kuroo’s intentions. Kuroo stopped to look at his pet. “You’re sleepy, right? I’ll let you turn in for the night,” he casually said while walking towards the door. Kageyama’s eyes widened. “W-ha-Where are you sleeping?” he asked, already feeling the shock of having Kuroo’s warmth leave his. Pausing before he slipped out the door, he stated, “Don’t worry. I’ll see you in the morning, Kageyama.” Kageyama watched the door close. He hadn’t noticed, but Kuroo had turned off the TV before he had left, and now the room was eerily quiet. He clutched the covers in one hand. It was dark. It was scary. And he was alone. His chest suddenly seized, and Kageyama couldn’t help but let out strangled gasps. He hated this. Kuroo smirked as he leaned on the door outside of the room. He could hear Kageyama sobbing, and felt satisfaction from the noise. Pushing off of the door, Kuroo walked down the hallway to a guest bedroom. His pet needed to learn that he needed him.

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