Haikyuu!! Oneshots

Satori is Not okay

This was an idea I had where Tendou was a drug addict or something, Idk jow well that translates. This was also written at 1am and largely unedited.

CW: drug use, self harm, allusions to child abuse, death/morning, Ushijima is worried
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"Satori." Tendou sighed, staring up at the other through an impossibly wide, half-lidded gaze. "You need to stop this. It is unhealthy."

Tendou let the greasy, half formed smile spread into a lopsided grin as he laughed. "Aww c'mon! Don't be like that, Wakatoshi! You know this is it for me!"

Ushijima sighed, looking away from Tendou as he took another grab of his cigarette. The smoke billowed out around him, adding to the abysmal atmosphere. "You don't have to worry about me, Miracle Boy!" Ushijima coughed, waving the smoke from his face.

"I don't like seeing you like this, Satori." Ushijima sat down on Satori's messy, dirty bed next to Tendou as the red head stubbed the joint out on his armil, adding to the various other burns littering his body.

Tendou turned his stare back to Ushijima. The red head smirked as he leered at Ushijima from under the fringe of his messy, greasy hair. "Then maybe you should stop looking, Ushibabe."

Ushijima took full stock of Tendou's appearance. His skin was pale and chalky, it stretched across Tendou's bones tightly like a size too small spandex suit. His bare arms had many burns, most of them being fresh. His cheeks were sunken in and hollowed out, and the bags under his eyes were a unhealthy purple. His loose, dirty, baggy clothes hung off him like rags, and Ushijima was worried that his friend might be cold in them despite the hot box of his room.

It look like he hadn't slept in days, which probably isn't far off, considering how deep his eye bags were. Ushijima frowned. Tendou was too thin to be healthy... had he even eaten today?

"Satori, when was the last time you ate?" Ushijima asked softly, afraid of the answer.

This made Tendou blink. He stared off into space, digging his fingers into the hollow of his collar bone as he thought of an answer. "What day is it, again?"

That's not a good sign. "Wednesday, the 24."

Tendou's, already impossibly wide eyes, widened. He dug deeper into the hollow if his collar bone.

Then, he began laughing. Satori always did everything with his whole body, and this was no different. He laughed so hard that his body was convulsing with it. He grabbed onto Ushijima's arm to steady himself as he calmed down.

He suddenly sobered, looking into Ushijima's eyes with severe intensity. "I don't know." He whispered it, before breaking out into hysteric giggles again, hand still firmly grasped on Ushijima's arm. "But it doesn't matter," he waved a hand dismissively, "I'm not hungry anyways."

Anger flared in Ushijima's chest. Anger was not a common emotion for Ushijima, so he chose to push it down for the time being. He had to remind himself that it was time to help Satori.

Ushijima sighed, "Satori, you need help. You've been like this for months, and you've trapped yourself in your room for a week. Eita is worried, Tsutomu is worried, the team is worried." He took a deep breath, running a hand through Tendou's, quite frankly, disgusting hair. "Satori, I am worried."

Tendou immediately nuzzled into Ushijima's touch, before flinching away, as if he'd been burned. His fingers dug harder from behind his collar bone. He twitched as he whimpered, staring at Ushijima like he wasn't even there.