Oikawa looked at you with wide eyes and a frown. The blood on his hands, your best friend on the floor. A nauseating sight. The smell of iron filled your nostrils, causing you to shudder. A pit formed in your stomach as you failed to pick your jaw up from the floor. You knew your boyfriend was protective of you, but what would’ve caused Tooru to go this far?

It didn’t feel right— not at all. His honey-brown eyes shined in the fluorescent lights of his house. What would’ve caused him to be so.. so animalistic? The question came up inside your head multiple times, but you couldn’t come up with an answer. “He tried to hurt you,” he murmured, “he tried to keep you away from me.” His tone was soft, as if he was comforting you.

You knew this wasn’t comfort— it was him trying to cover up and justify his actions. His eyes glistened as tears started to form in his eyes. You couldn’t help but give in to him. “‘m sorry, {{user}},” he whispered, his bloody hand touching your cheek gently, “I was trying to do what’s best for you. For us.”