𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎 - 𝑩𝑶𝑲𝑼𝑨𝑲𝑨

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒

*putting a trigger warning some readers who are light hearted*

I would rather share one lifetime with you Bokuto than face all the ages of this world alone.

Weeks had past which felt like years. I decided that it was wise for me to stay at mother's. As much as I hated being a burden upon people it was the 'best choice' according to my father and Bokuto's ex girlfriend. I lived in the fields and countryside as a child. it was the ideal life for someone that age. I had the grades, I had a loving and supporting friends and a family. I was spoilt by my mother that was for sure.

As a mother she wanted to attend a high school outside my city. I wanted to explore, i wanted to create my own journey and venture into a new chapter of my life. who would have thought meeting an idiot like Bokuto would impact my life in ways I never would have imagined.

Coming back home unraveled so many memories of the past. The streets that once were a playing ground for me and my childhood friends were covered in moss and dirt. The grass was overgrown but just enough to still make out the cements from the roads. The fresh mint air filled my cold chest felt refreshing. The lamp posts were covered in marks and stickers that had been sitting there for years on end. It was unsettling seeing how things had changed so drastically. But it gave me a sense of peace being in my home town. The back of our oriental house had a bewildering view that overwhelmed most of our guests who stepped foot into our garden. the fields went on for miles. Greenery intertwined with wildflowers that bewitched almost anyone who layed their eyes on it. The flowers were different from the ones I had seen in the big cities. They had their own beauty. From what I remembered, it was now much more overgrown, overpowering the clear river that ran through the grounds. The rustic wooden boats recoiled as they sat just above the water. The vibrant colours fading away brought back such nostalgia to the times I would sit in the fields watching them row by.

I needed this.
I need to see mother again.

Was there something I could have done to prevent Bokuto from making the choices he made. There are no words to explain how much I missed him. I still hadn't come to the fact that he was gone.

Forever.

The one thing I cherished the most. If I had known how he felt, if I had made the first move, he might have still been here. I think we dream so we don't have to be apart for so long. If your in my dreams, it means I can be with you all the time. When you came into my life, eternity began for me. To be held in your arms again, to laugh the nights away drinking cheap beer, to the days we spent dancing in my room to music that was more to your taste than mine. But I loved it all, I missed every second of you.

"Akaashi dear, could you grab a few drinks from down the road? It'll do you some good having some fresh air and talking to people Akaashi".

I leaned in for a hug. I missed being embraced. The closest thing to Bokuto were my mother's hugs. Her gentle touch felt comforting. My tears trickled down onto her shoulder as I towered over her. I kissed her forehead before placing my hood over my head. I appreciated her efforts. I appreciated that she wanted me to move on but she knew what he meant to me.

I stepped onto the narrow street as I dawdled towards the direction of the shop. The dark night had covered my surroundings making it hard for me to make out the figure Infront of me. He head towards the same direction as me.

The hair?

The masculine figure?

"BOKUTO?!"
I shrieked from the top of my aching lungs as I grabbed the figure from behind.