What if?! KNB X READER [complete]

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Fanfiction

"don't you always have that one question hanging off your tongue, that question that always sparks something new?" "so let it out.... what if?" [completed] <3 started at age 12, thank you for...

#akashi #akashiseijuro #akashixreader #aomine #humor #kagami #kagamitaiga #kise #knb #kuroko #kurokonobasket #midorima #midorimashintaro #murasakibara #randomness #takao #texttospeech

the color blue

Magsimula sa umpisa

ni archivelion

Kise was outside when it started to rain, his tears blended in with the rain. The rain didn't bother him rather it felt like he was being cleansed.

Maybe he can go back to work tomorrow. Maybe.

||MIDORIMA||

Bad luck. Bad luck today, tomorrow... forever.

"I should just die," Midorima said.

The bathroom was humid, the mirror foggy and water droplets falling into the sink. Midorima had just stepped out of the shower, his fingers pruned and his hair damp.

The medicine cabinet was full with sleeping, depression, and cold pills. The doctor said they would help with the pain. He is wrong.

Midorima groaned and pulled at his hair.

"I can't anymore," he said, eyes watery.

His phone buzzed. Midorima's eyes shifted to the small square box and picked it up. Takao had messages him again, 'are you okay' 'you can talk to me'.

Midorima unlocked his phone and went online to see if there was anything that would help him get his mind off crap. But he found your eyes staring at him.

"Fuck."

Midorima chucked his phone at the wall and it shattered. It sounded like chimes, almost. Midorima closed his eyes, letting the darkness consume him and peacefully rested.

Midorima closed his eyes, letting the darkness consume him and peacefully rested — Oops! Ang larawang ito ay hindi sumusunod sa aming mga alituntunin sa nilalaman. Upang magpatuloy sa pag-publish, subukan itong alisin o mag-upload ng bago.

||KUROKO||

The playground was full of laughter in the day, so at night Kuroko visited. He would always be sitting on the swing slowly moving back and forth pondering about life and his future and other problems.

Every night a kid would come. He was innocent and like a fairy, he would always disappear before sunrise. Kuroko didn't mind much about who the boy was as long as he had company. So every night they would sit on the swings in silence, Kuroko loved that silence until one night the boy spoke a question.