spooky setters 🧛 🪄 🐈⬛ 👻
is anyone else obsessed with those weird old halloween illustrations or is it just me
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Bokuto: It's crazy how Akaashi always looks so calm and composed, I wonder how he does it.
Akaashi: *internally* Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck f-
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Their vows when they’re getting married
Pairing : Akaashi, Kuroo, Tsukishima, Tendou, Sugawara, Iwaizumi and Atsumu
a/n : listen I was feeling very fluffy so here. Also @sorukeiji @melsun @kairakeiji @mysterystarz @infxrity @risumu & @sunkeiji look I wrote yalls mans✨
“I was never a man of many words. And, speaking my emotions was something hard for me. Because I thought it would annoy everyone. But then, I met you, darling. And you proved to me that, I could be heard. You proved to me so many things and I, I’m so grateful. I’m so grateful that, every morning, I get to wake up to your beautiful face and bed hair. That, you’re the one who makes my coffee when I’m tired, reading on the couch. That, I’m the lucky one who has the chance to have your hand running through my hair, and I could go on for so much longer but it’ll only bore our guests. So, before I end this, i just need you to know that, I love you. I have always loved you and, I’ll love you forever.”
“When I first saw you, I felt like all the oxygen in the room left. The second time I did, my heart accelerated so much I thought I was having a heart attack. The third time, I walked into a wall because I was so captivated by your beauty, the team never let me live it down. The fourth time, you needed help with your physic assignment so you went and asked me for help. And the fifth time, was when I finally asked you out. And from then, we started seeing each other every day. Slowly, we started to hold hands on our way to school. Slowly, we would go to the other‘s house and cuddle on the couch, watching the worst k-dramas we could find and eat popcorn until we would feel sick. And slowly, we told our first I love you’s. Which continued into so much more to even explain. So I’ll finish here, Kenma always kept telling me how long my speeches were and now I realize what he meant by that. I love y/n, and that for the rest of my life.”
“I always disliked people. They were always too loud and annoying. Too noisy or touchy. Yet I could never dislike you. Even if I tried, it was impossible. When I realized it was because - this is gonna be so fucking cheesy gosh- I fell in love with you, I wanted to slap myself because before, I thought falling in love was useless. But you had to bump in my life and shake me, emotionally and physically, to tell me that, being in love with you was the best thing to ever happen to me. So, I guess that I could thank you for that. anyways, thankfully I didn’t fail english unlike the two volleyball freaks, else I would’ve probably embarrass myself in front of everyone here like they did. But yeah. I may not be the best to show it but I love you y/n. And for both of our sakes, I’ll love you until the end.”
“It started, no sorry, we started when you ran into me because you were going to be late for history class. You apologized so many time since you made me spill my water on my shirt. And I remember clearly that I had founded you so adorable in that moment, I wanted to know more about you. So I told you that, as a way to apologize you could give me your phone number. And you did, thankfully. With you, I never saw the time pass. Until I was on my knee, asking you to marry me. It was then only that I realize just how much we grew together. And also how much I hope we’ll grow older until we’re wrinkled and almost ghosts. Because y/n, you’re the one for me. I knew that the day you spilled that water on me. Sounds cheesy, love at first sight as they say, but it’s true. And i wouldn’t change it for anything in the world.”
“As you know, I used to be bullied for how I was a long time ago. People called me weird and a monster. Never wanting to be with me saying how they would catch whatever i had. It felt like hell really. But then, you came. And you never feared me or found me ugly. Every day, you tell me how beautiful you think I am. How much you love me. And this is why I call you my paradise. Because you truly are one. And, to think I get to call you mine brings so much emotions in me. The fear that, one day I might lose you. The joy I get whenever I see you calling me. The love I feel, when you cuddle me. And so much more. And yes, sometime, I may joke that Mikasa is my one and only but trust me when I say this, you are. Which is why I’m standing here in front of you, at the altar, a few minutes away before sealing our promises with a kiss. I love you y/n, my paradise.”
“I have always been told that, it seemed as i never cried. But yet here i am crying in front of god knows how many people because I’m about to be married to you, y/n. And I always used to be ashamed of crying. Thinking it would make me look weak, when it actually only makes you stronger. And you’re the one who teached me that. You also teached me how to love someone correctly. How to love you. And I have to admit. Not a single day goes by where I don’t think that i actually deserve you. Because y/n, you’re so much more than me, than everything. You’re perfect to my eyes and the fact that you even said yes a few months ago blows my mind. Some people say that you only dated my for my arms. And maybe that’s true but even so, I love you so much y/n. Even if the only reason you dated me was for my arms, I love you and that, forever.”
“I hate to say this, especially the day of my wedding, but, I guess I should thank Samu for making me confess to ya.... because else I wouldnt be here right now. So yeah I still owe him onigiri but anyways. I love ya. You always supported me, in my worse and bests. Ya never stopped being here for me and im so thankful for that. I might not always been the best boyfriend every day but, I promise to be the best husband all the time. And, I also lie a lot. But everything I ever told ya, how much ya mean to me, how much I love ya, how much I need ya to survive, it’s true. All these words are the truth. Because, a good lie should never be repeated multiple times. Especially not every day. And these words, I know for sure that, every day without fail, I tell them to you. Which is how you know they’re the truth. Y/n, id truly be nothing without ya so, thank you for accepting my confession, all those years ago. I love ya.”
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𝟑:𝟑𝟑 𝐀𝐌 — 𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐈
“psst,” akaashi whispers, lightly shaking your sleeping body. when you show no signs of movement, he repeats his actions. “pssssst!”
you groan, eyes still shut as you moan out, “whaaat?” you shake your body to get his hands off of you. “keijiii, ‘m tired.”
he knows you’re tired and he knows that you’ve been having the worst week of your life, but he can’t sleep— he can’t sleep knowing you’ve been dealing with all the bad things by yourself.
he’s not sure why you didn’t tell him you were hurting, but it was evident on your face. when you walked into your shared apartment, tears threatening to fall from your eyes, you smiled at him. teeth and everything, but the smile never reached your eyes. he knew.
how couldn’t he know, though? this is akaashi keiji, the man who spent so much time learning everything about you. he knows your favorite foods and your favorite movie and everything down to your favorite pair of lucky socks. it’s only natural that he’d know exactly how crappy your day was.
he scoots closer to you, enveloping you into his arms, holding you tightly. he presses his lip to your ear. “i know that you don’t wanna talk about it… but i want you to know something,” he murmurs.
your heart stills, suddenly feeling wide awake. “keiji…”
“i love you,” he says. “so much. it gets hard and i understand that, but… you are so much more amazing than you think.”
you feel your face get warm, a new profound sense of worth filling you up. a sense of great love. at 3 in the morning.
“you’re smart and so, so gorgeous. anyone would be lucky to have someone like you,” he praises, making you smile. “remember when we first met at that coffee shop and i tripped and spilled my drink all over your homework?”
you giggle, breathily, finally letting yourself speak, “and you i offered to buy me a new one?” you smile, eyes watering at the memory that felt like ages ago. “feels just like yesterday…”
he chuckles, nodding his head, “and then you just laughed at me, which was the best thing i’d ever heard in my life, by the way,” he sighed, reminiscing on the fond memory. “you know i’ve loved you since then? and… i’ll love you forever. everything about you. you don’t have to be afraid to tell me when you’ve had a bad day or to cry on my shoulder… that’s what i’m here for.”
you feel a single tear fall down your face as your heart swells in your chest, his soft spoken words continuing to pull at its strings.
“you’re so cheesy,” you joke, sniffling before letting out a breathy chuckle. “but… thank you, keiji. for being my rock and for making my life brighter. i love you so much.”
he scoffs, ignoring the way his stomach flutters and the apples of his cheeks burn, “look who’s being cheesy now,”
“okay, way to ruin the moment, keiji. i’m going back to bed.”
he laughs, “no, wait, i love you, too, let’s tal—“￼
“we can talk in the morning.” you groan, shrugging him off and curling back into a tiny ball.
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Haikyuu Boys Reacting To: You calling them “pretty boy”
Ive seen this multiple times from different people so idk who to credit
Ft. Akaashi Keiji, Oikawa Tooru
A K A A S H I K E I J I
O I K A W A T O O R U
Requests are open!
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no but look at bokuto when he's sad😭
it's sad but at the same time he's cute🥲💗
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keiji thinks, maybe this is his fault, for not letting go, for never giving in. maybe this is his fault, but he can't, he can't just stop feeling the way that he does, and it's breaking him.
keiji thinks, he needs comfort, but at the same time, the idea of anyone coming near him right now makes him want to shake and cry, holding his hands up to his ears and begging to be left alone.
keiji thinks, the crust of crystallised tears shouldn't be so familiar to him, but they're right there with his sleepless eye bags and he's literally on the verge of just nothing, but it's fine, right?
keiji thinks, he misses the days where none of this torture existed, when it was just you and the way you said his name, but you're not here now. it's just him, and this feeling that's eating away at him until he stares blankly at nothing even when it's meant to hurt.
keiji thinks, it's not just the bad days anymore, because he hasn't gone a single day without this refusal to let go for months, and maybe he just should, even if it sends him plummeting to death or worse.
keiji thinks, he misses you. he misses you, and he shouldn't, but he misses the fact that you were warmth and happiness, and now all that's left is just pain. pain, and ugly words threatening to cut him down, even though he's already fallen.
i'm still in hiatus hotties just had a breakdown is all 😩 but i'm feeling better now dw i needed to ✨vent✨ so uh here we are lmao anyway i think i did okay on today's exams but there's still three to go so-
࿐ 𝐟𝐚𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 !!
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Soulmate On Message | hq smau
!! social media au
pairing: akaashi x reader
tags: fluff, angst, (mostly) crack, cursing, (half) soulmate au!
updates: 3 times a week
synopsis: it all started when you, a quirky high schooler texted the wrong number thinking it was your bestfriend’s, turned out it was Akaashi’s? as in, volleyball anime !FICTIONAL CHARACTER! Akaashi Keiji… that isn’t so fictional after all
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Colonel Bokuto X Merman Akaashi🧜🏻♂️
(Might draw Bokuto out too... one day)
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Bokuto: I have an excellent gaydar! I can tell of a person is gay or not with just a glance!
Konoha: Akaashi has been in love with you for years.
Bokuto: he WHAT
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okay but imagine being academic rivals to lovers with akaashi keiji.
we know you’re both smart, the top of your university. which only means that you’re extremely competitive with one another. no one else really thinks anything of it, they don’t bother or blink at eye towards your banter. but to you, seeing akaashi meant the most lively part of your day. someone to challenge you and make your heart beat just a little bit faster. someone else who you know understands the pressure you get from those around you to always be the best at everything.
that little smirk and chuckle he gives you everyday (because we all know akaashi can be really bold if he wants to) before your classes. catching him staring at you when you’re trying to study. finding him after getting your exam scores back, quirking an eyebrow as he tells you “i missed a question,” and knowing that you’re now ahead of him.
he catches you off guard one day when he asks if you’re not taken yet. honestly, with school and moving away from your hometown, you hadn’t been able to keep up with your social life as much. along with being tired most of the time and not having the energy. his eyes widen a little after you answer “no,” & that you’re currently available and for the next few moments tries to muster up the courage to ask you if you’re willing to change that ;)
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Hips dips: Keiji Akaashi x male reader
Body appreciation with Akaashi Keiji
Reverse comfort, hips dips on keiji, suggestive content, mentions of sex.
You walk into your shared bedroom with your boyfriend to find him standing naked in front of the mirror, you stood in the doorway for a bit watching him pull and push down on his waist and hip dips.
‘Dose he think that way about himself?’ You wondered ‘Dose he not know how handsome he is?’
You stared at him taking in his gorgeous features, from his enchanting green-blue eyes to his small waist he was so beautiful in your eyes.
“Keiji.” you took a step forward into the room. He startled with a gasp quickly trying to cover himself up. “Baby, whatcha doing?”
He looked anywhere but your eyes. “Nothing.” He muttered turning away from you.
You walked over to him taking his smaller frame into your arms. You squeezed him gently and picked him up, sitting down on the end of the bed in front of the mirror you looked at him. His head was down and he was refusing to meet your eyes.
“Keiji, baby, will you please look at me?” His green eyes finally looked up and met your (e/c) ones in the mirror. You gently started tracing his curves while maintaining eye contact. He squirmed in your arms a bit from how gently your fingers were trailing against him.
“Y/n” he groaned. Continuing to squirm you grabbed his chin gently and made him look at the mirror again.
“You know what I see when I look at you?” You ask gently stroking his cheek. He shook his head, eyes slightly starting to fill up with tears.
“I see my beautiful, handsome boy who made me fall in love with him from his charm and witty comments.”
Tears started to leak down his faces. Keiji shook his head.
“How? I hate the way I look. Why must I have these weird hip dips?” He closed his eyes and turned his head as he started to cry harder.
“Keiji,” you crooned cupping his face in your palms. He was sobbing now, with his eyes still closed you gently rubbed his tears away. “Darling you’ve never seen yourself from my eyes, I love your hips and everything else on your body. I love when you’re standing in the kitchen and I come up behind you to grab a cup just to hold your hips. I love when we’re out in public and people stare at you when you pass because your so extremely gorgeous. Hell I fucking love it when your bouncing those pretty hips on me and you are all I can stare at, all I want to stare at.”
Keiji flushed through his tears smiling a bit and crying a little less.
“There’s my handsome boys pretty smile.” You cooed smiling at him.
“C’mere.” You muttered laying him down on his back gently.
He only had boxers on from his shower so you kissed down his pretty chest, lips just hovering over his nipples for a second until you continued downwards. He whined at the little contact on his sensitive chest until you got to his hips.
Placing small kisses right over his hip dips you looked up at him through your lashes. He had his hand over his mouth and his eyes were watering but you could tell he was smiling under his hand.
You kissed across his abdomen and to the other side of his hips. Keiji wove his fingers through your hair gently stroking your locks.
You placed a few kissing on that hip before places one final kiss on his belly button drawing a small giggle from him. You brought your head up to his own and placed you forehead against his.
“You believe me now baby?” You asked. He giggled and reached forward to place his lips gently against yours.
“I guess I do, but you may need to tell me other ways someday.” He smirked.
You chucked and kissed him deeply. After a few more heavy kisses he pulled away and placed his hands on your cheeks.
“But in all honesty, thank you Y/n. It means so much to me.” Keiji said.
“Anytime my love, anytime.”
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Akaashi: Just to make sure, are you asking me romantically or plantonically?
Bokuto, down on one knee, ring still out:
(Pushing the “cannot tell the difference between platonic and romantic attraction” Akaashi agenda)
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In Kuroo's house, hanging out:
Bokuto: Akaashi, your legs look great in those jeans.
Akaashi, very drunk: You should see me without them, Bokuto-san.
Kenma: *Wide eyed and red faced*
Bokuto: Why would you take off your legs?
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good boy akaashi turned bad boy akaashi as he chases the whimpers between your legs, each flinch and tremble as his tongue orchestrates sounds you never knew you could make before. “so naughty, love it when you sound like such a babyslut.”
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Akaashi Keiji x reader
Genre: Fluff, praise, a lil bit suggestive but not into detail
- Being with Akaashi keiji, is like tranquil rain. It hits ever so softly on the skin. As he caresses your cheek, he kisses your forehead, and as he makes you loved. Because in his eyes, your perfect. Every imperfection is a perfection to him. Being inlove with Akaashi, is getting hugs which feel like soft clouds, who are ready to solace and tell you. “Mi Amor, it’s okay. Let it out. You don’t have to be strong. I’m here. I love you.”
- In a night of intimacy, you will feel loved. More loved than what you can imagine, soft pants and a mantra of praises. As he pins your hands above your head. He’s fast but not rough, as he takes care of you like your glass, with ever so soft and delicate touches. Passionate kisses filled with love. And after hours of loving, he’ll take care of you. As he is precise on where to soothe, and where to ask. He gives you your favorite food. And when your both tired. He’ll tuck you both in. He’ll hug you tight but not so suffocating. As you both lull to a deep slumber.
- Akaashi may just be the best boyfriend you could have.
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hihi so i had a request
could you maybe write about the boys (specifically iwa, akaashi and oikawa) comforting reader when their relative (if possible maternal grandmother) is really sick and like in general just maybe them waiting for reader at the hospital and comforting them while the reader is scared and stuff??
i absolutely love your writing you are insanely talented
𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒/𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄
characters : timeskip!akaashi keiji; oikawa tooru; iwaizumi hajime x gn!reader
genre : hurt/comfort; slight angst
warnings : mentions of death
a/n : hi nonnie! hope you enjoy and thank you <3 (not proofread :D)
AKAASHI left his office as soon as he got your text, worry written all over his pretty features as he got in his car, driving his way to the hospital after getting its address from you. at a stop, akaashi quickly sent you a message indicating that he was close as well as a few words he hoped were comforting.
keiji spotted you outside of the hospital, fiddling with the hem of your shirt as you nervously looked around you, cheeks tear-stained and teeth biting down on your bottom lip. arms wrapped around you, pulling you into your boyfriend’s chest as he cradled your head against him, lips kissing your forehead as he ran his hands through your hair, heart aching with every sob falling from your lips. whispering small reassurances he hoped could put you at ease, akaashi led you to a bench, sitting you down and wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you close.
“i’m scared, keiji,” you breathed heavily, sobs slowly dying down. “i know, darling,” he whispered back, kissing the top of your head. “i’m here, love, it’s gonna be fine.”
OIKAWA stumbled into the hospital room, eyes finding you sitting next to your grandmother’s bed as she was seemingly asleep, machines surrounding her. oikawa kneeled next to your chair, holding your hand as he looked up at you, heart squeezing as he noticed the tears rolling down your face.
“i’m so scared,” you whispered, almost choking on your words as another sob wretched its way out of your throat, fingers gripping your boyfriend’s hand. “i’m so sorry, angel, i can’t do anything,” oikawa breathed, chest tightening and breathing turning uneven as tears fogged his vision. you shook your head, offering your boyfriend a wobbly smile as you softly thanked him for being here. after calming your sobs down, you quietly repeated what the doctors have already told you and how your grandmother was exposed to a risk of death.
“it’s gonna be okay, love,” he softly reassured you, kissing your cheek tenderly, “she’s gonna be fine.” you let yourself believe these words, relishing in the warmth tooru provided as his arms tightened around you.
IWAIZUMI dialed your number as soon as he got your text, worry written over his features as he fished his keys out of his pocket, quickly getting into his car and driving towards the hospital you gave him the address of.
iwaizumi found you in the waiting room, hands nervously playing with your shirt as you tearily looked up at him when he stepped in front of you. a gentle, sad smile played on his lips as he opened his arms for you to find comfort in, hands running through your hair as he kissed the top of your head, softly swaying you from side to side in an attempt to calm your sobs down. “i’m here, pretty baby,” he whispered, chuckling softly as you nodded against his chest, wetting it even more with your tears.
“they’re gonna be fine, love,” he reassured after you told him what the doctor told you, his thumb stroking your cheek lovingly as he wiped your tears away, smiling gently when you leaned against his touch, breathing finally turning even and sobs slowly dying down.
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“I totally bombed that pop quiz,” Bokuto groans, and Akaashi glances at his test to see a score of 6/15, along with a note to see their teacher after class.
You sigh a little, taking the test and humming as you skim over his answers, comparing them to your own. “I’m almost scared to ask but…how much of the book have you actually read?”
Bokuto rubs the back of his neck, grinning sheepishly. “Like…five chapters? Mostly. Kinda. A little.”
You sigh again, raising a hand to massage your temple. Akaashi thinks you’re a saint for agreeing to tutor this oaf. “You’re supposed to have read to at least chapter ten. It’s no wonder why you failed the quiz.”
“I tried to!” he insists. “But I'm always super tired after practice and there’s so many words!”
“I go to all the same practices as you,” Akaashi points out, holding up his copy of Pride and Prejudice. “But I’m halfway through the book already.”
He's also - like you - a second year taking a third year english class, (because you’re both that good) but he decides not to bring that up now.
“Shut it, Akaashi!” Bokuto smacks his shoulder, huffing.
You laugh at their antics, and it’s with a hot blush that he realizes that it’s one of the best sounds he’s ever heard. He averts his gaze to the table when you turn to him next. “What about you? Was there anything you had trouble with? I'm going to take the test with Bokuto.”
He glances at his own test, which is marked with a 15/15 in the top right corner. He's not struggling with english literature at all.
He nods anyway, just like he does every Friday after school, tucking the test behind his notebook and shrugging. “A few things, but i’ll just listen and take some notes, if you don’t mind.”
“Of course! If you have any questions, feel free to interrupt,” you smile, and for some stupid reason, Akaashi finds himself smiling back. He’d never interrupt you— he much prefers listening to you speak. Watching your lips move as you read with perfect cadence.
“Okay, Bokuto. For question one, the answer ‘books’ was obviously not correct when asked to name a recurring theme in Pride and Prejudice because…”
Unlike the ace - who is scribbling madly in his notebook - Akaashi doesn’t take any notes, palm cupping his chin as he idly taps his pen against the table. You’re explaining literary devices and quoting passages that are surely going over Bokuto’s head, no matter how much you dumb it down (it’s not your fault the idiot’s head is akin to a volleyball— filled with nothing but air).
But seriously, Akaashi couldn’t take notes even if he tried. He's hearing your voice, sure, but all he can think about is how much he’d like to hear it in the murmur of the new coffee shop downtown. Your voice is like auditory caramel, syrupy, smooth, and rich as you bring Jane Austen's words to life.
Lately he’s found that he can’t really focus on much when you’re within his proximity, but it’s fine. He doesn’t really need to be here anyway, because his grade in english is already better than good.
(he’s just here because you are.)
You’re halfway through the questions when you excuse yourself, heading out of the library to refill your water bottle.
“You’re not very subtle, you know?”
He cuts his gaze towards Bokuto, who’s watching him with a smirk that Akaashi wants to wipe off his stupid face. “What are you talking about?
“Dude,” he chuckles, pointing at him with the book in his hands. “You have a huge crush. It's super obvious! I mean, could you stare any harder?”
He looks around to ensure you’re out of earshot before leaning towards Bokuto, glaring at his teammate. “You don’t know what you’re talking about,” he grits (but he knows for a fact that the tips of his ears are turning red).
“Oh, c’mon! An idiot could figure it out,” he grins, slinging a heavy arm around his shoulders. “I know it like I know a volleyball is round and english class is too hard! Accept it, bro, you’ve got the fattest crush ever.”
“Oh my god, please shut up,” Akaashi hisses, wishing the earth would open up and swallow him. “I'm begging you.”
“You didn’t deny it!” Bokuto laughs, somehow louder than before. “You really do have a crush on— ow!” Akaashi jams his elbow into his ribs when you return to the table. “Hey hey hey!” he wheezes, scooting his chair over. “How was the walk to the water fountain? See anything interesting?”
You set your water bottle down, brows furrowing slightly. “Not especially. Did you take a look at the passage I recommended?”
“Uh, totally,” Bokuto lies, slapping the cover of the novel. “The one about the breakfast— was it a buffet? Wait, no…” he suddenly snaps his fingers, as if he’d found the solution to global warming. “Parlour! That's the word! The one about the breakfast parlour!”
You shake your head a little, glancing at Akaashi with a look that reads ‘is he serious?’
He just sighs in response, shrugging to say, ‘unfortunately.’
“But enough about prejudice and pride,” Bokuto continues. “What are ya doin’ after this? You free?”
You seem taken aback, blinking rapidly a few times as you smooth your blazer. “I am...”
The ace smirks, and Akaashi’s stress level automatically rises when he glances at him out of the corner of his eye, because he knows that look. It’s that sneaky one he gets when he’s at the net, about to go up for one of his so-called special attacks.
His soul leaves his body when he’s pounded on the back by a heavy hand, and Bokuto all but announces, “Awesome! So is Akaashi!”
While the two of you are sitting there, shocked, Bokuto hums contentedly, gathering his things and shoving them into his backpack. “Well, I'll leave you two lovebirds to do what you will with that information. See ya guys on Monday!”
Akaashi decides that he’s going to punch him on Monday
He’s imagining all the ways he could do so when you clear your throat and say, “So, what do you want to do?”
“We don’t have to do anything,” he says quickly, deflating a little. “If you...don’t want to.”
“Well, since Bokuto’s gone, we’ve no reason to be here,” you point out, reaching across the table and pulling Akaashi’s test from behind his notebook, tapping the score. “I know you don’t need any help. You’ve been coming here with Bokuto for the past month and you never ask any questions, and sometimes I catch you muttering answers under your breath.”
It’s with burning cheeks and mild mortification that he realizes his cover is blown, and he has to do something about it.
“So there’s this coffee shop downtown…”
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