Warning: psychological disorders and slight gore

Reader POV

My eyes slowly fluttered open and I looked around. It seemed to be a basement apartment of sorts, judging by the small window near the ceiling.

(Obviously not the back door, but that's basically the place where you are)

I smelled something cooking and I slid out of the comfortable bed, taking notice that I was wearing one of Kageyama's shirts and just a pair of underwear.

The area was warm and it felt nice. I walked out of the bedroom area and into the main part.

I passed by another bathroom, two smaller bedrooms, a huge living room area with a nice and big flatscreen tv. Then I saw him.

Kageyama was cooking up what smelled to be a meat sauce, and he had some pasta boiling. There was bread and butter on the table.

I glanced at the clock at it said 6:23 pm.

"I thought you would wake up hours ago," Kageyama said with a soft smile as he set a bowl in front of me, me taking a seat in the process.

Images of last night flashed in my mind and I started to hyperventilate.

"(y/n)!? Breathe. Baby, breathe. It's going to be okay. You're safe now." Kageyama stopped what he was doing and wrapped his arms around me. He held me just like that. "Shhh... It's okay. I'm here."

That's exactly why I don't feel safe, you bastard.

Kageyama turned my head a bit and stared into my (e/c) eyes, his blue ones searching them. "It's going to be okay, honey. Look, I made you something to eat. Why don't we eat something and then we can talk about what's going to happen, okay?"

I nodded slowly, unsure of what to do.

Kageyama poured me a glass of wine (the legal drinking age is like 16 in Japan) and then sat down across from me.

I eyed the food skeptically and deemed it was safe to eat. I chewed it slowly then picked up the napkin and spit it back out, memories of chewing Kei's eye...

"I didn't put anything in the meal," Kageyama said with a frustrated glance. "Why did you spit it out??"

"It's not the food," I said quietly. I picked up the fork again and tried not to envision a bowl of eyes and the fork as the knife, stabbing into it.

I dropped the fork and looked down, tears flowing down my face. "I-I can't do this, Kageyama."

His mouth moved into a straight line. "(y/n). You need to eat. Even if I have to force you. If not for me, but for yourself."

I nodded and tried to ignore the flashbacks.

In all honesty, Kageyama could cook pretty well.

He watched me with a soft smile on his face. This was the first time you and him had dinner together- alone.

"So you're probably wondering where you are. We are in Hokkaido, in my family's winter house. This basement was renovated for my sister to use since the main house was also being renovated at the time." Kageyama pointed to the window. "It's much colder out here and I think it's nice."

I took a good look at my surroundings. There was a cellar for the wine behind bars, a granite kitchen, beautiful floors, soft carpet, and pictures around the basement. There was a staircase that probably lead to the main house.

"In case you're wondering, you can't leave the basement unless it's with me. I have the key with me at all times and even if you try to use certain acts to get it, you can't escape this house. You can't escape me."

I was quiet as he picked up a piece of bread nd buttered it, offering me half.

I nibbled on it as he watched me with content in his eyes.

Once everything was done, I watched as he cleaned it all up. He told me to go lay down on the couch. I didn't want to make him mad.

I found a fluffy blanket nearby and cuddled up to it, breathing in the smell. As much as I hated Kageyama, I couldn't deny that he smelled nice.

Said man came into the living room with hot chocolate in mugs. "Let's pick something to watch."

He set the hot chocolate mugs down- well, he actually gave mine to me since I asked- and picked up the remote.

We settled on watching The Great British Baking Show since I wasn't really happy watching ET.

I started falling asleep again. Kageyama took the now empty mug from my hands, set it on the coffee table, wrapped a lazy arm around me, and leaned my head against his toned chest.

I tried to ignore the screaming voices in my head as the handsome male kissed my forehead and continued watching the show.

Tsukishima Akiteru POV

It was silent inside the apartment we rented.

My parents locked themselves in their room and I wasn't any better.

It was so hard to believe that in just one night, my two younger siblings were stolen from us.

Their lives literally ripped away.

I scrolled through my phone and let out choked sobs as I saw the endless pictures taken of my family.

There was one in particular with (y/n) and Kei holding hands at the fall festival about a month ago.

Then I noticed something about almost every photo.

Kageyama was somewhere in the background.

I knew Kageyama Tobio also went mission along with (y/n).

Shinsuke Kita's body was discovered by accident. Fishermen had found it at the bottom of the bay and the body was identified as the missing college student.

"No way..." I called up my girlfriend,Tanaka Saeko, and we talked over the phone.

"Well, from what my brother and Nishinoya tell me, Kageyama always was a bit...different. Like, he could have violent episodes. I don't know if your brother told you, but Kageyama and Hinata Shoyo got into a big fight in their first year and there was someone from Aobajohsai who came forward and told the school about Kageyama's tendencies to punch things and cut things up for fun."

"Holy fuck..." My mind flashed back to the mangled body of my poor brother. "Saeko, you don't think...?"

"It's too early to assume anything," she whispered. "But I don't think Kageyama is innocent in this."

We talked a bit more and ended the call around 3:55 am.

I couldn't stop thinking.

If Kageyama Tobio had anything to do with those murders, I'm going to make him wish with every fucking ounce in his body that he wasn't born.

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Yeah, I'm also horrified and lowkey crying.