Kuroo Tetsuro

"Sick bastard," the hand raised above Kuroo's face was intercepted. He twisted my arm and placed it painfully on the table, pressing my face into a pile of documents with his other hand.

"And yesterday, on this very same table, I was 'daddy,'" he chuckled, but then growled when my whole body began to twitch. Of course, I couldn't break free, and I was only exhausting myself, but my own ambition wouldn't let me stand still.

"And just yesterday my sister was alive!" I made another attempt to break free and hit the man in the ribs with the elbow of my other hand. He intercepted it with the one holding the hand behind my back, and that second was enough for me. I abruptly thrust my palm forward, slamming it into Tetsuro's throat.

"That bitch may deserve to die," he stepped forward, pressing my hand, and it trembled. I slid back, sitting on the countertop and bracing my foot against his chest. "But I didn't kill her. And neither did any of my guys."

"So you were standing next to some other girl's bloody body? And the knife in your hands was just a fake?"

"I can't tell you anything. Not yet. But you'll know the truth as soon as everything calms down!" He placed his hand on my forearm and began stroking the delicate skin in the crook of my elbow.

"You think I'm going to believe you more than my own eyes!" my voice rose to a scream. "They didn't even let me say goodbye to her, they just shoved me into a car and drove away!"

"So, three years into our relationship, you still don't trust me?!" He grew angry. His nostrils flared, and his teeth almost ground. He easily tossed the hand from his neck and moved closer to me. "I warned you that loving a gangster was a real scam, but you agreed to overcome all the difficulties and problems. Together. Together, fucking with me! And now, when I tell you I didn't kill your sister, you don't believe me?!"

The tears, one after another, slowly turned into hysteria, and now I'm wiping my nose and cheeks with the sleeve of Kuroo's shirt. He stands silently next to me, stroking my back.