Kuroo glanced over his shoulder, eyes watching the tall blond Omega walk. His legs were so slender, along with the rest of his body. Their eyes met in an awkward glance causing Tsukishima to advert his eyes. He led him to the bedroom, letting Tsukishima get familiar with his new house. Tsukishima curiously scanned the room, eyes freezing when he noticed a small mattress with cushions and blankets draped on it at the foot of the bed. Kuroo followed his line of sight, smiling when he noticed what he was looking at.

"The director said Omegas needed one of these or whatever but you can always sleep on the bed if you like." His smile dropped when he realised the Omega was shaking, quite heavily, beside him eyes still locked onto that small nest. Small tears began to fall from his eyes as he dropped to his knees, making small whimpers in his throat.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please, p-p-," He whimpered, choking on his sobs. Kuroo quickly dropped down beside him, caressing his cheek in an attempt to soothe him. It caused the Omega to flinch away and sob harder, muttering something about how he wouldn't do it again.

"It's okay. You're okay." Kuroo murmured softly, his voice low as he gently rubbed his palm up and down his back. Yet Tsukishima only seemed to get more upset at his new owner's words.

"I'll be good. I won't- please don't leave me alone like last time. Anything but the bed." His cheeks were stained with tears and his eyes had become red and puffy behind his glasses. He fisted his fists into Kuroo's shirt, clutching desperately with his neck bared in submission.

"Alpha, please. I- please! Sorry, I won't be bad. Please!" His eyes were glassed over, his mind obviously in a bad memory. The Alpha was alarmed as he tried to frantically figure out what to do. He thought touching him would calm him but he'd cry louder if he did. A soft knock on the door caused Kuroo to step away from Tsukishima.

"Alpha, please! I'm sorry!" He cried. He became visibly upset when Kuroo got too close and when he was too far away, leaving Kuroo completely and utterly lost. He opened the door to see the pretty dark haired Omega standing there, neck bared in submission and hands clasped behind his back.

"Yes?" Kuroo asked puzzled, looking out into the hallway to see if Bokuto was around.

"I don't mean to be rude but," Akaashi flickered his gaze up briefly to accidently meet his gaze with Kuroo. His eyes fell back to look at the ground, "I heard his cries and…"

"Do you know how to help him? I don't know what to do!" Kuroo exclaimed, dragging Akaashi in the room before he had a chance to protest.

Akaashi approached the distressed Omega carefully, his hand reached out tenderly. Tsukishima watched him, the tears still silently falling from his eyes.

"Are you alright?" Akaashi asked softly, stepping close to the boy to wrap him in his arms. They gently rubbed circles into whatever skin they came in contact with.

"My…my Alpha. He…I don't want to go on the bed. Not like last time." The blond Omega replied, his head resting on Akaashi shoulder.

"Alpha," Akaashi said and Kuroo nodded in acknowledgement, "I don't mean to bother you but do you have anything with a familiar scent for Tsukishima?"

"Maybe something in his duffle bag," Kuroo replied, already going to the bag to dig through it. He came back with a small tyrannosaur rex plushy and quickly handed it to Akaashi. It was cute, a cartoon version of the once fierce predator but Kuroo never realised that the Omega with the angry face could own something so precious.

"Here, it's from your Alpha," Akaashi whispered in his ear, pressing the stuffed toy into Tsukishima's arms. The Omega quickly embraced the toy, pressing his nose deep into the fabric. Akaashi continued rubbing circles into Tsukishima's back until he calmed down enough to leave alone. Slowly he got up, bowing his head to the Alpha as he went to leave.

"Thank you for that." Kuroo said, his eyes resting on Tsukishima's long frame resting on his bed, "How did you know how to do that?"

"It happened a lot to other Omegas at the shelter. The ones that had been abused, it is normally post-traumatic stress disorder." The Omegas eyes mirrored Kuroo's as he glanced at Tsukishima, "I'm sorry Alpha for disturbing you." Akaashi bowed, walking out of the room. Kuroo sat beside Tsukishima, who was now sleeping, his eyes closed and lips parted as he took soft breaths. He ran his hand through the boy's golden locks and sighed softly.

"Abuse? Oh, Kei."