Akaashi sat across Kuroo on one of the long tables in the cafeteria. It was dinner time and ever since the incident yesterday he hasn't said a word to him. A part of him was telling him that it's not that big of a deal, it's their private life after all.
He could feel Kuroo eyeing him. A slight kick under the table made him snap out of his thoughts. He lifted up his head and the raven-haired boy gave him a soft smile.
"Akashi, let's go out for a second. Do you mind?" Kuroo's voice sounded friendly and welcoming and Akaashi nodded in response. He stood up and followed the other outside. Out of all the other boys that had joined them for dinner, only Bokuto turned to look after them, a bit worried, but somehow convinced that nothing bad was going to happen. After all, Kuroo was their closest friend and that was barely something to ruin their friendship.
"Listen, Akaashi , I know it's not-"
"I'm sorry, okay? I really really am sorry. At first I didn't want to tell you because it was nothing. It was just both of us trying to keep ourselves busy in an all-boys summer camp because we had nothing better to do, y'know? But-"
"Akaashi, I don't mind it even if you marry him, okay? I'm not mad and I don't want you to feel guilty or anything. Just… I was a little surprised. That's all." Kuroo assured him and threw one arm around the other's back. "Just don't fall in love, Akaashi."
Akaashi jumped in his seat and looked at the other, his eyes wide and almost terrified.
"Kuroo, I think… I think it's a bit late for that. I mean, I can still stop everything that's going on..."
"At least you finally admitted it to yourself. You're quite obvious, you know?" Kuroo laughed and bumped Akaashi's shoulder. "I mean, I am very well aware that you like Bokuto. And it surely isn't something new. And I think Bokuto likes you too, but, you know, he has some issues when it comes to commitment. Still, I hope it all works out well in the end."
Akaashi smiled at the other. Still, he felt empty inside. He felt like something precious was taken away from him but he still didn't know what exactly that precious thing was.
"Listen, just be careful. Next time someone interrupts you it may not be me." Kuroo patted him on the back. "Let's go inside."
Akaashi sighed, somehow relieved and followed the boy. When he came back to the cafeteria his dark blue eyes met Bokuto's yellow ones and his heart skipped a beat. "Fuck.."he mumbled under his breath. The other smiled at him from across the room and Akaashi knew that abandoning the feelings he had for him was mission impossible. He nodded back and turned around making his way back to their shared bungalow. He needed some time to think. He was nervous about that whole Kuroo situation, now that it was all cleared up, what was bothering him so much? Akaashi heard panting behind him and just before he turned around long slim fingers squeezed his shoulder.
"Akaashi, wait." Bokuto said, pleading almost. "Is everything cool? Why did you leave without saying anything?"
"We don't want anyone else becoming curious about us, yes?" Akaashi's voice sounded cold and even he was surprised at his harshness. "Listen, I think it's best we-"
"Hey, hey, Akaashi, we're just having fun okay? It doesn't need to involve anything more than that." Bokuto paused for a second and looked away from the other. "We're best friends after all."
The ground underneath Akaashi's feet disappeared. He was falling and it felt like hours even though only a couple of seconds had passed. He realized just how badly he had fallen for the other.
"I spoke to Kuroo earlier and I think it's best we continue after coming back from the camp." Akaashi fidgeted with his fingers behind his back, his nails digging deep in his skin. "If you still want it of course. I don't mind having fun. After all there's nothing more to it." it hurt saying all that out loud. Tears threatened to roll down his pale face but he managed to hold back. His voice trembled slightly. He knew Bokuto noticed because the look on his face changed. "I'm going to sleep now, I'm pretty tired. We'll talk when you get back okay?" Akaashi didn't even wait for Bokuto's answer. He ran down to the shed, the tears he tried to dismiss so badly finally coming out. It hurt. The slightly cold summer wind bruised his wet face as he ran fast, his shoulder that Bokuto's beautiful fingers clenched until now, every inch of his body that the other had caressed and his lips were burning. He wished he would never reach the shed and he would just continue to run until everything went numb and he was unable to cry anymore.
But the door to the room stood before him and he stepped inside the heavy silence and the night darkness gently embracing him as if welcoming him home.
Hot breath tickled his ear. Akaashi woke up to the sight of Bokuto snuggled up next to him in his bed. It's still night time- he pointed out when he realised he could hardly see anything. The moonlight that came through the window next to his bed outlined Bokuto's body and his beautiful face. Akaashi couldn't help but smile.
The pillow was still wet. He couldn't remember the last time he cried. He quickly dismissed the thought and his eyes shifted back to the peacefully sleeping form beside him.
"What the fuck is happening betweeen us?" Akaashi whispered. His hand as if naturally, reached out to caress Bokuto's face. His skin was cold and just then Akaashi noticed he had no blanket on.
"God damn you idiot, you're gonna catch a cold." Akaashi mumbled and threw a blanket over the other. "I think I love you." he said without thinking and immediately took his hand away from Bokuto, afraid that the other might've heard him. "Fuck."
Akaashi turned his back to Bokuto and clutched his eyes tightly. The sound of Bokuto breathing was calming him down and he soon fell back asleep.
Bokuto watched as Akaashi's figure moved slightly as he breathed in and out. He rested his palm on Akaashi's waist still unable to process what he said a couple of minutes earlier.
"What are we going to do now that you love me, Akaashi?"
