He entered his home with Bokuto in a matter of minutes, having walked faster than usual. Akaashi placed the box back onto the counter and huffed softly. ], [They think I'm interning. He glanced to the side. to watch kuroo slowly die was a kind of pain i didn't know existed. Pursing his lips into a thin line, Akaashi looked down and noticed that Kenma had laced his fingers together. ], [You probably fell asleep. 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. "Things happen.". Akaashi almost smiled. Playing off of this, Akaashi texted for Kuroo to send an image of himself for Bokuto to see. He looked to the lower right corner of the screen. Stop asking already. So I'll just say bye for him! "For a guy who's name is Kuroo, he sure is a colorful one." "I barely ever see it." He kept his head down and played the fool, pretending he didn't see Akaashi. Akaashi squirmed in discomfort. The day was strangely chilly, with an occasional breeze now and then, causing the browning leaves to rustle in the trees above. By the time that movie ends, it'll be six. After a moment, he finally spoke. "I'm fine." He watched Bokuto with a wary gaze, unaware of what he was to say next. There was almost a hint of sarcasm in his voice. His back was facing the door, and Bokuto seemed to have all of his attention on him. He feared that if he did, he wouldn't be able to keep his emotions at bay. I would have Kenma say bye, too, but-" He turned his head to look around, "He left the room? He'd usually ask yes or no questions, ones that were easy for Bokuto to answer with a nod or shake of the head. He opened it and pulled one out. A sob wretched its way out from Akaashi's throat. "Shit- shit." "Don't talk like you're not one". So whenever he went silent, an unwelcomed feeling of discomfort found its home within Akaashi. ], [I would hope so. "Well, I guess that's it for now. As Akaashi lay there, quiet, listening to Bokuto's strained breathing, he opened his mouth to speak. What was he to say? "We were actually just talking about stepping outside. Strange. "If you would please listen." He was ecstatic. He was now more curious than he'd ever been before. Do something Akaashi closed his mouth and swallowed. The room was dark, apart from the soft orange glow that his lamp gave off. Bokuto kept his finger up, then moved his hand to point it at himself. All he cared about was the fact that Bokuto was still with him, next to him, breathing, alive. Bokuto gathered the navy blue blanket in his arms, and cautiously threw it around his shoulders. Exhaling through his nostrils, Akaashi reclaimed his seat in bed, crossing his legs. I think the ending is up to interpret, but this is what I thought of. Bokuto found himself smiling. A hand tugged at his shirt weakly. Akaashi woke up to the feeling of sunlight against his face. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too. He watched as Kuroo walked away, far enough for small details to become blurred. "He's a bit more of An ass, to say the least." Confused, Bokuto glanced over at him. Akaashi pressed play, and a video of Kuroo started to play. Despite him being the one who asked, Bokuto held onto it tightly. He thought back to the bags around Bokuto's eyes. Akaashi is dreaming and he sees bokuto in his dream and most ppl think this also. "Is there something wrong with him? For every time Akaashi would witness this, his mind would repeat one phrase, whether he wanted to hear it or not. "Hi." He wasn't too sure why. He walked home that day with a balled up blanket in his arms, a burgundy scarf around his neck, and nothing more from the hospital. Akaashi watched as one of Bokuto's hands twitched involuntarily, and to his dismay, it wouldn't stop. haikyuu texts - BoKuaKA rEAds "In Another Life" - YouTube No one was bothered by him, so there he stood. His hand held onto one of Bokuto's very thin arms, and his thumb would occasionally rub up and down to comfort him. He pulled and tugged at them restlessly. It was the last word Kuroo murmured before he stared forward as well, having nothing more to say. He circled around the male, apologizing flatly before he continued on. Sitting back, he reached a hand out and paused the movie that'd been on screen. He needed something anything to say to Bokuto, just so that he could liberate himself of the horrid feeling that threatened to overtake him. He approached his bedside silently. I can't Sl..eep. "Nope." His breathing evened out and in no time, he could feel himself slipping, slowly, into the warm grasp of sleep, unable to resist. He could feel the ignorance emanating off of Bokuto's text messages. When Bokuto was like this, Akaashi would normally look away to spare himself the sight of it all. [I'm excited for you to come over tomorrow! "I come to visit and I'm barely paid attention to, but when he comes along, he's given the whole package? Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. That was enough for Akaashi to remove his hand from in front his mouth slowly, moving it to rest it over his chin. Bokuto mouthed an "Okay," before backing up several steps. I, personally, don't cry at a lot of stuff (I just feel sad), and it's different from person to person. what disease did, bokuto have in another life. Kuroo didn't seem surprised in the slightest. "So I figured if you left now You Wouldn't have to And it wouldn't h-hurt so much". His head eased into his pillow, and to his surprise, within a matter of minutes, he could feel himself slipping. Are you alright?". ", He cocked his head to the side. Bokuto's head lay against Akaashi's shoulder. Akaashi sat up and placed his phone on the counter. With one elbow on the bed, he held his phone so that the both of them could see. He was happy where he was. He was undone. "Well then, if you had a second chance" Akaashi hesitated. "Don't apologize.". I loved this. The stranger could have been a patient at the hospital for all Akaashi knew, and the last thing he needed was a sickly acquaintance to add to his already short list of friends. He stared at Bokuto and found it difficult to look away. He kicked his legs out of bed and walked across his room to retrieve a thick blanket that sat bundled up in a rolling chair. "Bokuto," he whispered. The soft touch of Akaashi's hair against his chin comforted Bokuto, and pulled him into a relaxed state. It's why I didn't want to come along. caohezi, soggycereaal, Eclipce_Kitty, sisachoo, Moonlight_Starlight, coffeeeejelly, NagitosOnlyHope, Cat_man, whaleinsea, cupcakehinata, eve_ilDoll, Levida, Hallow_Darkfrost, KeeganIsVeryDead, idyllicjade, aizawasscarf, Bl00d_Gutz404, lemon_lime2021, mxrey, Average_Fangirl330, Mii15, jevil_Jay, linom, Gay_MentallyIll_Rat, jellyforfish, Len_Kiwi, barwinek, Another_Usuario, ry_jv, hyaracinth, si11y1i1y, f4iiries, Melicity, ImmediatelyWriting, Wigglyflapjacks, zhengokokok, hualiansss, ordeal, DinDin_akdifbsidsbdi_human, stxrsprxte, anonymousxbelle, Hypsilon, BubblegumTerminator, DrarryxLover, xumiun, Vas_vlas, Alidareisss, Penepon, FivePointsManhattan, Rey_xx, and 28352 more users It was amazing. Despite this, it only seemed to make Bokuto laugh even harder. I never thought I would end up finishing this piece, but I am glad that I did. Akaashi furrowed his brow and looked outside, away from Bokuto. He suffered no nightmares, nor did he see anything remotely close to a dream. I couldn't stop, even if I tried. He looked around and frowned, and figured it would be best to take his leave. He just hoped that the night wouldn't bring him any malevolent dreams. When he'd finally found him, those shining eyes of his lit up just a little more than usual. I like to think of this as the, of course, depression part of his Bipolar. Yeah, he left the room. Maybe taking him outside for a while would do him some good. Bokuto nodded frantically and forced himself to comply with Akaashi, as he always did. "They aren't really there." What is it?" Akaashi's chortling had been dragged out for a few seconds longer before he, too, quieted down. He turned his head weakly, and his body along with it. Akaashi could still feel the sensation of his wild white and black hair brushing against his cheek whenever he moved, and the warmth that came from him as he held him close. Bokuto resisted, standing firm in place. If you ever interact with him in even the slightest, you'll be reminded of just how good a person he really is. Akaashi bounced the ball off the floor twice. He was wasting time, asking for something that he did not want in the least. "So Three hours is nothing." "Stop trying to act like this isn't such a big deal You may not think it is, but I" He paused and reached his arms out to get in another shove. Stuffing his phone in his pocket, Akaashi shrugged. In no time, Akaashi is ready and prepared for school. He'd only spoken to Kuroo once before, and they barely exchanged any words. "Because you said you were okay, and I knew you weren't.". Not a word left him, even as he reached a hand up to wipe at his face again. Akaashi entered the building and greeted the woman at the front desk, as always. Akaashi stifled a laugh. Keeping his eyes closed, Akaashi took in the feeling of this. Akaashi shoved his visitor lightly. Shut him out, don't let him in. It was small and measly, but there. "Impossible-" He pulled apart the blinds and looked down. Kuroo leaned forward and joined his hands together. Kuroo spoke to him, and Akaashi listened and often responded. "No is my final answer." I don't want to hear them. "Yeah. "What are you doing?". He almost portrayed the behaviors of a child, sticking to an activity and refusing to let it up, repeating whatever he was up to without having anyone to tell him to stop. "Well, even if you wanted to, I wouldn't have an answer for you." "What? His voice was hushed, gentle. Not after this. Complete and utter silence befell them afterwards. Again, if he hadn't known any better, Akaashi would have figured that Bokuto was already fast asleep. His thumb aimlessly hovered over the keyboard, thinking of what to type. See you, Bokuto. Akaashi listened to the quickened rate of Bokuto's still beating heart, and knew that this was his response to his words. His hand trembled harder with each passing second, as if the movement would cause Bokuto to wake up. Blatantly, he thanked her, and continued on his way, passing by several rooms as he did so. [Uh, sure. "Fucking bullshit." Are you checking out?". Now on to another one I have noticed. Akaashi swallowed thickly and crossed his hands, rubbing one thumb over the other. "I spoke to Kuroo most of the time, so it doesn't count.". A small thumb rubbed at the system's screen to remove a smudge. ", "It's more than that!" Kuroo panned the phone to his side, and a blurred Kenma came into focus on screen. It's actually snowing.". (does that make sense?). He gave a mock swing of his arm, as if spiking. A gasp escaped Bokuto. But Akaashi now couldn't find it in himself to sleep. It was soft. He turned his head slowly to look at Bokuto, and watched him as he lay in his arms. He's going to be fine. Eventually, Bokuto drew back his hand and let it fall to his side. He was paler than the others who walked along in the halls, and soft, dark circles sat under his eyes. He turned his phone so that it was facing him, opened his eyes, and read the three words that would haunt him forever. So much so that his hands trembled slightly whenever he'd push Akaashi's bangs away. Mustering a weak nod, Bokuto's lips curled at the sides just a bit more. The disembodied voice came from off screen. He only sniffed on occasion, and shifted in place, but never did he say anything to oppose Akaashi's decision. When he was like this, Akaashi would think that he was resting, and he would almost believe that thought until Bokuto would twitch awake again, his body jerking him from what little relaxation he tried to achieve. Akaashi was close to holding his breath before Bokuto had finally drew his hand back. "I'm not coming back to visit him anymore. "Ninety-seven pounds, right? He returned Bokuto's gaze, then looked down quickly afterwards. Bokuto asked aloud, finally pulling his hands from his hood pockets. Bokuto grumbled to himself. ", Small tears spilled out of Bokuto's eyes and rolled down his hauntingly placid features. Bokuto looked down at Akaashi's hand. "How many words are there? Bokuto's movements were late to this, but he reacted nonetheless as he turned Akaashi's way to touch his chin to the top of his head. "I spiked it perfectly just now! "Yeah, I'm-," He turned his head, "Is there someone in there?" In Another Life - LittleLuxray - Haikyuu!! [Archive of Our Own] Bokuto's words haunted him, and they repeated themselves over and over in his mind. "Please hold onto it, Bokuto.". It made Akaashi pity him, to say the least. He was cool to the touch colder than most. ", Bokuto stared at Akaashi. "I won't leave you." He instead allowed his actions to speak for him. "I don't want you to grow any m-more attached to me th-than y-you already are. text me when you're finished! He shut his eyes and squeezed his palm. He knew full well the name of the disease he had. "How insensitive of me" He furrowed his brow, mentally scolding himself. Akaashi heaved a sigh. But then he spoke up again. Sarayu Suni - In Another Life: Akaashi's POV Lyrics - Genius "I can barely keep my eyes open by day, and can barely keep them closed by night." "I look Like shit, I know.". He had to force himself to say the mere four words. He stared in Bokuto's direction, at him this time. It caused him to open his eyes and look in Akaashi's direction, astonished. 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. ", "So I can't sleep." 'All I can say is that sleeping doesn't come as easily as it used to.'. Do something As if he were one of the living dead, Akaashi forced one leg forward, then the next, until he was touching the bed side. "Could you please toss to me some more?". It wasn't until he watched Kuroo's form double over in his peripheral that Akaashi did glance in his direction, and when he did, he was greeted with a quietly sobbing Kuroo, his face having been buried in the palms of his hands. Bokuto folded his arms. Been here for about Four weeks now." His eyes locked onto Bokuto's. "It's your house. "I guess you can Just as long as you're feeling better. After a moment of trying to gather himself, Bokuto choked out two simple words with quivering lips. You like volleyball too?! All he had to offer was a, "The pleasure is mine," before moving forward to try and usher Bokuto back into his room. It took time for Akaashi's words to reach him, but when they finally did, his face lit up as he broke out in laughter. To not be able to sleep?". 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. Such a task as easy as swallowing was now a problem for Bokuto, too, and after many failed attempts at keeping his food down, or getting it to go down in the first place, the nurses found it would be best if Bokuto received nourishment the only other way possible, and that was through a tube. fandom for a reason, but reading it hit so much harder than I anticipated. "Anything but," Bokuto retorted, sitting upright in bed. You've got all the right to sleep". Akaashi is a former intern in this hospital, and he loaths it. Dissociative disorders are mental disorders that involve experiencing a disconnection and lack of continuity between thoughts, memories, surroundings, actions and identity. Akaashi entered his room and shut the door behind Bokuto. He reached his arm out and held his phone in front of Bokuto for him to type. He tossed the navy blue one to Bokuto, remembering how fond he was of it the last time he'd come over. In another life // Bokuaka - 11 - Wattpad "Just Because" He replied in what almost sounded like a surprised tone. He looked down, his hair hanging over his face. He could still see Bokuto's hand, and it had frozen in place. Bokuto gave him a look that could only be read as, "I am, aren't I?". Akaashi frowned deeply. The hospital AU that no body asked for, but that I took upon myself to write. Akaashi literally found nothing special about Bokuto. You're probably just not an emotional person, and that's ok. by hatsumix. Akaashi couldn't sleep, but it wasn't because of his unfamiliarity with Bokuto that caused this. "You know Um" He looked down and rubbed his neck roughly, leaving behind deep, red marks. "Are you tired?". Akaashi inhaled slowly. "Please, it will only take a second. The words left his mouth reluctantly. "You can sit anywhere." It lit Bokuto's face up just enough for Akaashi to take in those healthy features that were staring back at him. "What's this?" Healthy. An 'It's alright,' could be heard from behind him, but it soon faded as Akaashi continued forward. what disease did, bokuto have in another life He answered blatantly. He started on his way. Akaashi closed his eyes against him. Akaashi sighed. He had so many things he'd wanted to do with him, so many things he'd wanted to say, but all of those things seemed to have fallen away once the moment had finally come. "I just came from there. In another life bokuto x akaashi - Fan art (2) - Pinterest Ten degrees outside.". Okay but if someone could explain to me the ending of In Another Life by littleluxray that would be very nice. Bokuto was elated. Also, when people say they cried at something, at times it's not literal, it also might mean that it feels like they're going to cry or something like that. Um" He scratched at his cheek, just below his eye. 3) Akaashi died in the end, and meets Bokuto in the afterlife. "Ah, I've finally said something funny." Don't you have it in your laptop? Inhaling deeply, Akaashi lingered in place, then sat down in the empty seat next to Kuroo. He swallowed thickly. I see." Bokuto grabbed Akaashi's hands with his own. Akaashi sat in bed and wrapped a sheet around himself. "Do you think you can toss to me?". "So How are you taking all of this, if I may ask? 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. "I refuse to go. That had been the fifth time that month where Akaashi had to tear himself out of another nightmare. and akaashi replies with "You found me." I've heard a lot about you in the short hour that I've been here.". Looking down swiftly, Akaashi's sights locked onto his hands. All he had to do was talk to someone, and in an instant, they would be involved in Bokuto's lively shenanigans once again. His body jerked with each sob that was torn from him, his frame curling to bring himself closer. He did the only thing that he could and nodded again, then closed his eyes, and slightly turned his head away. He didn't care. Akaashi's phone vibrated against his forehead. Akaashi followed after knowing that Kenma was nearby. Sho, known as Shawn in the US dub, is the male lead of The Secret World of Arrietty. They asked about the blanket and the scarf, but they never asked about Bokuto. It would hurt if he did. I don't regret meeting you.". Akaashi's asked in a leveled tone. He felt the gentlest of taps against his arm, and he turned his head to meet eyes that were as concerned as they were exhausted. But he wasn't, then." Once he saw this, Kenma picked himself up from his seat, put his hands at his side, and bowed his head. He looked down at Bokuto's phone. This is strange. But instead, he was greeted with nothing.

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