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Kuroo can almost see blood matted between the strands, the crimson smeared down to his ears. Dread leaks into his stomach, instincts ringing loud despite the hook already gouged so deep in his chest.
He turns, then, his eyes careful, now. Alive. “Goodmorning, Kuroo-san.”
Kuroo manages a weak nod, heart thudding in his chest. Tsukishima’s gaze flickers down, like he can see the organ clench tight, nailing back into Kuroo just as fast. Kuroo hopes he can. Hopes Tsukishima can sense the frost gnawing on his ventricles, freezing his arteries.
Hopes for something other than Tsukishima brushing past him, something that quells his brain’s insatiable need to have Tsukishima against him again, to know that he isn’t rotting somewhere in their pipes.
Kuroo would like to sink his teeth into his new roommate. Tsukishima feels the same. Sort of.
Werewolf!Tsukishima.