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He lay his cheek on the top of Akaashi's head and kept still, daring not to wake him. His company did not seem like the type to socialize so openly, so he figured simple inquiries would do just fine, especially if he kept them to a minimum. No!" Two hours had passed since their last words towards each other, yet Akaashi still lay awake in bed. "Alright." [I must have texted you while you were asleep!]. After a moment, he finally spoke. It's why I didn't want to come along. Kuroo rubbed his elbow, irate, and sighed in defeat. There was no hiding it. "One, maybe two months at most, if I'm lucky. Akaashi placed the box back onto the counter and huffed softly. It was all still there, but there was something different about it all that puzzled Akaashi. Whenever we did, Kuroo and Bokuto would meet up afterwards and spend time together. It would shake every so often, and each time it did, Akaashi would squeeze lightly in response. In another life bokuto x akaashi - Fan art (2) (Not my story all credits goes to LittleLuxray on ao3) Summary : Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Blatantly, he thanked her, and continued on his way, passing by several rooms as he did so. "I said come." Don't Come telling m-me now that you Have only been coming here every day because y-you wanted to.". "Koutarou Why do you watch me like that?" Now if only the sickly one would hit it. I've just got something to take care of, but I'll be sure to visit you tomorrow.". His eyes widened as much as they could. Not in front of Bokuto. Once Bokuto noticed this, he turned his head and slowly rolled away. "So Three hours is nothing." He pushed the laptop away and pressed play. I know that you know that, too And yet you still stick by me.". I thought you fell asleep.]. There was almost a hint of sarcasm in his voice. Akaashi continued to read on. Playing off of this, Akaashi texted for Kuroo to send an image of himself for Bokuto to see. Akaashi scowled. and akaashi replies with "You found me." Many words dashed through his mind, but he could only think of three that would be best for him to say to Akaashi. We also all know how Bokuto also gets really depressed (Bokuto's emo mode) in the middle of matches. He held his face against the corpse's neck, just beneath the jawline, breathing in all that was left of Bokuto. I couldn't stop, even if I tried. Bokuto stared at Akaashi sharply. He directed his attention to a grinning Bokuto who eagerly sat up in bed. He only bundled himself up in the sheets that surrounded him. His back was facing the door, and Bokuto seemed to have all of his attention on him. "Yes." He'd realized just how rude that was, falling asleep so easily in front of a person who's biggest struggle was just that. He was staring outside at the white clouds that shrouded the skies, mesmerized by just how colorless it made everything seem. It almost looked as if he were asleep. He reached his arm out and held his phone in front of Bokuto for him to type. Those yellow eyes examined everything, adamant with taking all of it in. He turned his head in the opposite direction, facing Akaashi now. "Isn't that what humans do? He re-read 'Sleep well, Akaashi!' Bokuto leaned in and touched his forehead to Akaashi's. He wanted nothing to do with it. "I heard the doctors talking. But Akaashi now couldn't find it in himself to sleep. As much as it infuriated him, he knew that Bokuto wasn't going to go anywhere unless he let him into his home first. His voice was hushed, gentle. Akaashi felt his heart sink to his stomach. I've got time. He turned his attention back to the only other in the room. "What?". Akaashi sighed. "It's just A slow, downhill ride f-from here. Akaashi couldn't find any words to say at that moment. "That's interesting". He felt as if all the air had been squeezed out of his body by the words that Bokuto had spoken. It illuminated both Bokuto and Akaashi, and they squinted at the same time. Thin lips pressed into an even thinner line. He pat the empty space next to him animatedly. this broke my heart into tiny little pieces, I really don't know if I will ever be able to recover. So i havent seen ppl talking about this so i m guessing i m the only one who thinks this and its prolly CRAZY but HEAR ME OUT i think akaashi is now have same disease as bokuto and first he coulndt fell asleep and now he is also seeing hallucinations and prolly he will also die like bokuto but the diffrence being he was there for bokuto but sadly there will be no one by his side and he will die alone but surely with a smile on his face cause he can finally meet bokuto in after life. stardustcrusader28 i would have to research more about the disease, but bokuto was probably suffering all that day, slowly decaying more and more until he couldn't sustain himself anymore and passed away. 5/5 porque cuando lo le me dejo destrozada, no conozco la felicidad desde que le esto, nie wiem w sumie jak to sie stao ale faktycznie sie poryczaam XDDD, Im still crying I loved this but also fu to literally everyone on the internet telling me I needed to read this. Akaashi furrowed his brow and looked outside, away from Bokuto. "Shut up." Akaashi knew this. Another two weeks had passed since Akaashi had seen Bokuto, but this time, he waited outside of the hospital, several meters away from the entrance. Freezing in his seat, Akaashi read the words ten times over before he finally looked up. When the screen lit up, a text message from Bokuto waited there for him. Akaashi chuckled with Bokuto, folding his arms in the process. ", He cocked his head to the side. "Come on" Akaashi reached a hand out to help Bokuto to his feet. He found it strange, how Bokuto was the one . Very happy to have met you. Akaashi stared at his shoes. I'm not sick, but this place makes me feel like I am." Akaashi didn't even have to see his face to know that Bokuto was beaming. He turned his head to get a clear look at Bokuto's face, but instantly wished he hadn't. He held it to his nose with some difficulty and breathed in the strawberry scent, then let his arm fall. "Please, it will only take a second. Bokuto reached up a cold, frail hand to wipe at the mess that was his face. Thick, white eyebrows raised above yellow hues. Unknown to Bokuto, he watched him quietly through almost closed eyelids, his thick lashes being enough to hide the fact that he was still awake. He took his time, the thought of removing it killing him faster than the disease itself. "What? It was the last word Kuroo murmured before he stared forward as well, having nothing more to say. i literally have never watched a single episode of this anime nor do i have any emotional connection to these characters but wow this is a really pretty and well-written fanfic. Bokuto inhaled all that he could. "A-p-a-t-h-yk-u-n." Bokuto was close to saving the contact before Akaashi spoke up. Akaashi realized that those smiles he'd seen before were smiles of denial forced grins that tried desperately to trick Bokuto into thinking that everything would be fine. The taller, dark haired male gestured to them. "And that's Kenma for you" Kuroo groaned as he repositioned himself in bed, and then he smiled. Akaashi was unhappy with where he was, unhappy with what it was that he was doing. They find eachother again, and it's a happy ending. The ball was tossed back to him, and again, he got back to tossing the ball for Bokuto. Another Life Ending, Aliens: Explained | Plot, Synopsis, Review "Everything you say is so straightforward. i like how you see the main character develop through their friendship and idk, it made me feel like they were soulmates who had a positive impact on each other. People with dissociative disorders escape reality in ways that are involuntary and unhealthy and cause problems with functioning in everyday life. He swallowed thick, and turned his head to stare out the window again. Bokuto didn't respond. Thank you for reading, it means a lot that you've read through my work! "Why did you stop so suddenly? He was waiting for Kenma, but Akaashi wondered why he hadn't waited for him in the seat that he was initially sitting in. He pushed Akaashi back this time. Just sleep, it'll pass away [Chorus] In another life I'll be well for you So we can stay up and watch our favorite movie until two In another life I'll chase after you Just like hide and. He couldn't sleep because of his honest fascination with him. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too. Bokuto would wince and snap back to reality the way someone would when they dreamt they were falling. I just met him." He feared he wouldn't be able to pull himself out of this state, but then it occurred to him that he was not alone in this. Bokuto was bursting with emotion. Akaashi opened the first movie that he had in his computer's memory. The sound of Bokuto's laughter caused Akaashi to turn his head back to him. Tired, but awake. He was extremely pale, and somehow thinner than before, but he kept that same smile on his face. Three hours feels like seven hours, sometimes. With this, he raised a quivering hand and his index finger. He didn't get a response, nor did he see any signs of responding. i think this is probably one of the saddest . "All I can say is that sleeping doesn't come as easily as it used to." ", "I'm" Kenma's lips puckered in thought. Bokuto gathered the navy blue blanket in his arms, and cautiously threw it around his shoulders. The day was exceptionally cold, but Akaashi was glad to know that the hospital's room provided enough heat to keep Bokuto from freezing over. Akaashi paused for a long moment and said nothing for a while. And at such an early damn age, too?" Are you alright?". He kept his eyes on the screen. It was the only normal thing to do, considering how he was the one who was suffering from said disease. It had been some time since Akaashi set foot into that hospital. I guess I can wait that long. "Sorry." ], [I see. This was so so sad, I cried at the end. After a moment of trying to gather himself, Bokuto choked out two simple words with quivering lips. Kuroo was quiet on the other end. The discomfort could be heard in Bokuto's voice. Sho | Ghibli Wiki | Fandom He was cool to the touch colder than most. But always, he'd receive nothing. "I am. He could feel the ignorance emanating off of Bokuto's text messages. ", "And then they'd turn my room upside down in an attempt to find me. Akaashi said his name, and to this, Bokuto stirred awake. Feeling that it would be rude to interrupt Bokuto's conversation with whoever the other person was, Akaashi strode over to the seats and sat one chair away from the gaming stranger. Akaashi pulled his arms in close, wrapping the sheets around himself. "How insensitive of me" He furrowed his brow, mentally scolding himself. (See the end of the work for more notes.). I never thought I would end up finishing this piece, but I am glad that I did. "I spoke to Kuroo most of the time, so it doesn't count.". He didn't want to. "Akaa-sh- d-don't-" Bokuto struggled with his breathing. Akaashi sat at the edge of Kuroo's bed, and he stared out the window without focus. He took in a slow, deep breath and closed his eyes, and his eyebrows knit together for only a second. "Is there something wrong with him? Bokuto breathed in deeply, the sound filling the small space around them. Bokuto moved closer to where Akaashi was standing, all the while still sitting in bed. Bokuto curled in on himself and pushed his hands into his hood pocket. Confused, Bokuto glanced over at him. He tried to hide his grin with his hand, but it was still visible from the gaps between his fingers. their spirits found each other again as they moved on to "another life". "No, I don't think so." Get help and learn more about the design. "Impressive." ", Akaashi scratched his head. Okay but if someone could explain to me the ending of In Another Life by littleluxray that would be very nice. The tiny snowflakes deteriorated in the warmth of his palm, leaving a small puddle behind. Bokuto and Kuroo continued to talk animatedly, the both of them out of earshot. It's so good that I hate it so much because the sheer amount of pain it caused me. Sometimes I think I'm funny. Unnerved, he spoke up again. ", "He's genuine, kind, and at times, infantile, but that's what makes him so Likeable, I suppose. A sob wretched its way out from Akaashi's throat. "" Bokuto looked up to stare out the window again. It squeezed him, threatening to crush him from the inside out. Akaashi exhaled quickly through his nose, making a sound that was almost like a laugh. ", Bokuto looked over at the phone screen. He talked about you all the time when he first met y-". Akaashi's tone was monotonous, but Kuroo didn't fail to detect the venom that lined each word prior to his last sentence. "This is all so nostalgic." "I used to handle the cold better than this." He made his way up the same path, walking swiftly and without pause. He turned his head towards the window, away from Akaashi. At times, Akaashi would look through the conversations that he'd shared with him. His eyes locked onto Bokuto's. I was actually thinking of taking my leave soon, as well-", "What? "Awful." "Yes.". He sighed. He didn't want to be the one to say no to someone who had little to nothing left in his life. He sighed. He reached a hand out and found Bokuto's. He laughed again, louder this time. "I thought you were waiting for the snow. He didn't know how to deal with him now, so he remained silent. Akaashi never knew that Bokuto was one to suddenly sulk on a dime. But no matter how much he worried for him, Akaashi continued on their way to the window at a slow and steady pace until they finally made it. "Drowning in something black, sort of like tar. But even so, Bokuto still suffered from trembling spells, and they would come in small, short bursts and last only several seconds before his body became too weak to keep it up. Shifting in his seat, Bokuto pulled himself closer to Akaashi, one hand grasping the blanket that had been given to him. "Don't apologize.". Akaashi almost smiled back, and he would have, too, if it hadn't been for the thunder that sounded its arrival from above. In its latest offering, 'Another Life', it has 'Battlestar Galactica' star, Katee Sackhoff, play the role of a woman who leads a team of astronauts into deep space to discover the . After three sets, there was another hit, and another cheer from the former ace. "But I also want you to hold onto it.". Finding a breath between his laughter, Akaashi managed to speak. Everyone came to an unspoken agreement after the one sentence. Though he'd been dressed in normal, casual clothing, upon further examination, there was indeed something sickly about him. Akaashi stirred in bed slightly and let out a weak grunt. "But" Akaashi shocked himself with that one word. Bokuto had nothing more to say after that. "Good night." That had been the fifth time that month where Akaashi had to tear himself out of another nightmare. But most of the time, he only sat there and continued to watch nothing. The black haired male bounced the ball again and walked over to position. He found he had nothing more to say. Bokuto's hands were as cold as ice, causing Akaashi's concern in him to grow even more. The other, he had no clue. 'Sleep well, Akaashi.' They shared the same navy blue knit blanket and huddled up beneath it, keeping each other warm in the best way that they could. He entered his number swiftly, and then handed the phone to Bokuto, the name section empty. "You were out for about an hour.". He kept his weary yellow eyes on Akaashi, waiting for him to nod. He watched Bokuto's fingers curl around the phone, and his hand slowly backed away. Akaashi pulled a solemn face and closed the laptop. "Don't be sorry." Our teams would face each other often. Why had the sickly one taken a sudden liking to him? He made it home without so much as a hello to his parents who sat in the living room. "Alright" He closed his eyes. "Get back into bed. Reading it at 3am didn't help either because I was just crying in front of my phone screen until the sun rose. Bokuto found himself smiling. Bokuto's spirits fell, his frown deep. what disease did, bokuto have in another life Akaashi pursed his lips and nodded once. So whenever he went silent, an unwelcomed feeling of discomfort found its home within Akaashi. In another life (bokuaka) - In another life - Wattpad He swallowed once, hoping to get rid of the lump in his throat. "Of course I don't. They are my favorite ship in Haikyuu, so typing this makes little to no sense to me. He understood how that would be alarming to some people. Akaashi watched as one of Bokuto's hands twitched involuntarily, and to his dismay, it wouldn't stop. In seconds, Kenma was down the hall and making his way down the stairs, having completely ignored Kuroo as well. Ktar Bokuto | Haiky!! Wiki | Fandom He did not give Akaashi time to voice his guess as he then moved his finger to point at his eye, then finally at Akaashi. ", "It's fine. Akaashi stopped in his tracks, in front of Bokuto's room. Akaashi remained in his faux sleeping position, feeling that it would take much more of an effort for him to open his eyes and check around than to stay dormant. "I miss you guys. But as he spoke about his favorite scene, Akaashi could sense a powerful vibe coming from him One that wasn't there before. ", "I do, but I don't want to watch it. He studied the back of Bokuto's head, eying the messy strands of black and white hair that overlapped each other. ", The male who stood across from Akaashi shifted his weight to one leg. The room was dark, apart from the soft orange glow that his lamp gave off. as well as I was sobbing so hard at the end I legit thought I was going to pass out. He then stared at Akaashi, waiting for his response. "I spiked it perfectly just now! The reflection of ending movie credits could be seen in Akaashi's eyes as they scrolled up along the screen of his laptop. Akaashi hadn't even mustered his first word before Bokuto snapped his head to the side to give him his undivided attention. He did not seem to take offense easily. ], [They think I'm interning. DEFINITELY. Furrowing his brow, Akaashi stared at his phone screen and lay his head down sideways. He'd flinched hard and sat up quickly, closing his hand over his mouth to subdue the almost hysteric sounds that came from him. All he could do was watch in muted anguish as Bokuto finally accepted what had become of his short lived life. "Don't talk like you're not one". He pushed his negative thoughts aside and sat himself down in bed, right next to Bokuto. If he had known that sending simple text messages would have turned into daily hospital visits, then he would have never handed over his cell number. "The movie kept me company. Kind of confusing, but good. It was moments like these that made Akaashi realize just how much of an innocent soul Bokuto really was. He wanted to rid himself of this feeling, rid himself of this silence, so he searched his mind in haste for any word that came to mind. "This is Akaashi. See you, Bokuto. Turning his attention back to him, Bokuto met Akaashi's gaze. Create an account to follow your favorite communities and start taking part in conversations. Quietly, he contemplated on whether he wanted to respond or not. He tried to open his mouth to say them, but he performed another action instead. At one point, he reached a hand up to grab the beanie off of his head, and he aimlessly chucked it to the ground with force. With barely an ounce of strength left, Bokuto pulled himself up a tad to get a better look outside. Stuffing his phone in his pocket, Akaashi shrugged. His lips brushed against his collarbone in desperate search of that familiar warmth. "I feel the same about this place, honestly." But in the end, I couldn't move. [I'm well, thank you Just catching up on some volleyball things], [VOLLEYBALL?! I knew this was the most notorious/popular fic in the Haikyuu!! Before then, he would normally lose several pounds a week, but ever since the night he'd snuck out, his weight loss could only be described as alarming. He slowly lowered his head and folded his arms. "Were you sick? Bokuto's words haunted him, and they repeated themselves over and over in his mind. Bokuto's skin crawled, goose bumps pimpling his porcelain surface. That would be nice. It was strange how the less Bokuto asked, the more Akaashi found himself saying. The familiar voice made Akaashi's throat tighten. The hospital AU that no body asked for, but that I took upon myself to write. "Close your eyes for the time being." He turned to look at Akaashi. Yeah, he left the room. "Hm? He pressed send and watched the phone carefully, waiting for the small ellipses to appear on the lower left side of the screen. "Hello. Akaashi couldn't sleep, but it wasn't because of his unfamiliarity with Bokuto that caused this. Akaashi kept his eyes down. As much as he didn't want to believe it, Akaashi wanted so badly to help. I'm", "Don't." He found it much too difficult to say no to Bokuto, but it had to be done. Your interest is always appreciated. June 2, 2022 by by Akaashi sighed to himself, frustrated with how easily he'd given in to Bokuto's begging. Akaashi relaxed then, keeping the sleeping act alive. A stronger laugh broke out from him, rattling his body as he lay down in bed. But sometimes, he wouldn't answer certain questions, despite Akaashi asking them twice. I wish I could sleep like that again.". "So I guess I am pretty good at being funny. To this, he shifted in closer and allowed his body to relax. Akaashi stifled a laugh. At some point during their walk home from the gym, Akaashi had agreed for Bokuto to spend the night at his house. "What would you have chosen to say?". Why did he lack the understanding of just how serious his condition was? by postingAO3stories. It was small and measly, but there. He wasted no time ascending the steps needed to get to the part of the hospital where he'd almost reached all that time ago. which ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY BROKE ME TO PIECES. After several seconds, he'd returned to see that Bokuto had changed his position in bed entirely. The smile on Bokuto's lips grew just a little more, signifying that he'd answered yes to Akaashi's question. "Yeah, but for all the wrong reasons." Exhaling through his nostrils, Akaashi reclaimed his seat in bed, crossing his legs. I was shouting, but no sound came out. what disease did, bokuto have in another life Of all the things that Bokuto found most endearing of the movie, Akaashi never thought it would be that. His voice was low. A gust of icy wind charged its way into the room in an instant, draining the warmth from everything it touched. He watched as Bokuto's smile faded instantly, his eyes having gone from half lidded to wide in a second. It had been two months since Bokuto's visit over his home, and ever since then, Akaashi found that making his way to the hospital had become a daily routine for him. They both seemed to be the same height, but Akaashi couldn't help but realize that Bokuto looked just a bit smaller. In another life, help : HaikyuuMemes - reddit The sound of someone cautiously moving their arm when they didn't wish to wake someone. Bokuto's voice was filled to the brim with excitement. It lit Bokuto's face up just enough for Akaashi to take in those healthy features that were staring back at him. ], [I would hope so. A cool breeze passed through the garden just then, and in the distance, Bokuto held on tight to the burgundy knit scarf around his neck to keep warm. He hated how difficult it had become for him to tell apart the real things from the fake ones. This would have me to conclude that he had Bipolar 1, or possibly Cyclothymia Disorder, which has brief periods of mania and depression. It was Akaashi's way of letting Bokuto know that everything would be alright, and this would always comfort him, no matter the situation they were in. It was soft. He instead continued to stare in Akaashi's direction with hopeful eyes. Though he'd gotten thinner, his arms still had some power to them. He studied the small needle that was lodged into Bokuto's forearm, eyed the thin tube that was attached to this, and followed it up to the bag of IV fluid that hung above his head. He wore a confused expression, wondering just what the other had meant by that word. Forcing a smile of his own, Akaashi tilted his head only slightly. He tossed the navy blue one to Bokuto, remembering how fond he was of it the last time he'd come over. He furrowed his brow and exhaled heavily, his eyes looking down. Akaashi said bitterly as he hobbled up the stairs. He knew that once they found out, they would take Bokuto away from him. Akaashi would answer his questions coldly, with little to no emotion, but Bokuto would cherish these answers and retort with excitement in his tone. I really have to go.". I finished this months ago but it still hurts and just thinking about it makes me cry. ], [I don't know any other way to put it. In a matter of minutes, just as Akaashi had started to fidget, Bokuto spoke up. "It's not like I would've made any noise," Bokuto all but shouted, following after him. He was glad that Akaashi found company in him. No one likes to find out that someone they care about is sick Much less diagnosed with a disease that can't be cured.". Blinking, Akaashi turned his attention back to Kuroo and Bokuto. He wanted to know if it was real or not. In his silence, Bokuto wept to himself, fat tears rolling down his cheeks in numbers. A light hearted laugh bubbled out from deep within his chest, and the sound filled the room as soon as it hit the air. "That's Fine with me." Bokuto was elated. "For a guy who's name is Kuroo, he sure is a colorful one." "And nothing you say will make me leave.". Those yellow eyes of his would often dart to the floor, then to the ceiling, around the room, and back to the floor, but he would never look at Akaashi. "Please toss to me again!" He pulled out a phone, and to Akaashi's dread, he asked for his phone number. I do.". His hands showed what his face dared not. The light that came from outside reflected off of Bokuto's teardrops, lighting his face up in the most gentle of ways. His undivided attention was on Bokuto. 2) After Akaashi fell asleep, he somehow transported to an alternate universe where Bokuto is alive. He was slow to speak up again, but did either way. At the very least, definitely one of the most impactful. He laughed hard, or at least as hard as he could. He managed a feeble shrug and turned to continue on with the movie that he'd watched for the thirtieth time already. He blinked weakly and slid his fingers down the sides of his phone, a sign of weariness that he could not disobey. "I mean, in your state now, it's a bit clichd, don't you think?" He touched his forehead to Bokuto's shoulder, which only earned a laugh from him. "Sure." ", "So I can't sleep." His face glowed the quietest shade of red, and he tried to hide it from Akaashi. Akaashi.". He urged him to keep the blanket around him, but Bokuto insisted that he leave it behind. "I can barely keep my eyes open by day, and can barely keep them closed by night." "Akaashi?" You need to be protected.". Indifference morphed into curiosity, and said curiosity was what drew Akaashi closer to his new friend. Verffentlicht am 1. He felt his heart rate accelerate, and his throat tightened as his vision blurred. Akaashi was close to holding his breath before Bokuto had finally drew his hand back. He recoiled with a grunt. "It's nice to meet you, Kozume. You sleep if you want to. Kuroo leaned forward and joined his hands together. "Yeah. this is seriously the most depressing thing in the world. He left the room quickly, leaving Bokuto by his lonesome. Akaashi had looked up from his phone and stuffed it into his jacket pocket as the energetic hospital patient made his way across the lot. "Kuroo looks happy now. He repeated the same phrase, finding that it was difficult to search for words at the time. [I'm excited for you to come over tomorrow! "I told you I had my moments every so often.". So instead of putting on a sour expression, Akaashi only kept a neutral one, like he always did. "Well, I guess that's it for now. "What's the big deal? ", "I Don't know." It was warm on him, certainly something that one would find comforting, but as he stirred in bed, he was certain that something was off. I didn't cry either I just assumed it was a dreamwhich i really hope it wasotherwise id be so sad, oop i thought it was like, he died and that was the vision he had before dying/was their afterlife. Akaashi didn't want to bring up the fact that Bokuto probably would no longer possess the ability to walk by the time any snow did get a chance to fall, so he kept his mouth shut. "It's freezing." "So you must be leaving soon, then.". My friend is." "They Aren't really there, are they?" He smiled in Akaashi's direction, bright yellow eyes catching his own. "More like acquaintances. His voice was solemn. Akaashi sat up and placed his phone on the counter. Akaashi's parents were intent on having him intern in a hospital nearby, so that he could stockpile more things that would look good on his resume, for future purposes. Frail, shaking fingers pushed through his own black and white hair in an attempt to calm himself down, but another thunder clap sounded, louder that time. A cold shiver curled up Akaashi's spine. He was grinning. He watched Bokuto intently, curious to know what his answer would be. Akaashi tapped his fingers quietly against his pants. He circled around the male, apologizing flatly before he continued on.