setting the mood

Alright, so, life was being tumultuous. Yet again. Kuroo was flustered as he rightly should be. Had him and his brother not traveled basically across an entire ocean to get to this damn place in search of their father, he might be back home content to live life. Yet, here he was, taking a night off after meeting Hattori to relax. Unwind, let go, relieve himself of stress that undoubtedly would give him more grey hairs. Not that he wasn't already grey; so maybe it would make his vitiligo spread. He did not want to have any more white splotches spread across his body than there was. Surely, he would begin appearing as an old man and he really wasn't that old.

Caught up in his thoughts, he hadn't realized how late it had gotten. As his toes dipped into a shallow puddle, he stopped to glance around. Where had he gotten himself to now? Flicking both ears forward, his pale gaze admired the twisted trees. Enveloping the sky to hide the clouds, branches entwined around each other until barely any light filtered through. In other areas, one might find themselves surrounded by darkness, but fortunately, tonight, he'd ended up in a dazzling area of illumination. A soft, audible gasp left his grey lips as he watched the mangrove come to life.

Twinkling and shimmering along the surfaces of the water, Kuroo took a step back. Placing his butt securely on the damp ground, he let his tail wrap around his front paws. Letting out a sigh of relief, he finally allowed himself to relax. Washed in the glow of bioluminescence, he sat in silence to succumb to his surroundings.