Moral Of The Story

21: Headspace

  An: so this is before the events of chapter 20..idk felt like I had to write it after idk.. Also skip the very end it's just me writing to my step mom.. Cause whole writing this I had to stop and take a cry break. Also wanna say.. My friend read chapter 20. And grounded me from writing XD she kept yelling at about the " I love our son just not you " Line all through cheer.

   I wanted to ask for Akaashi's hand. But I knew I had to ask certain people before I could. So I told Akaashi I'd pick the kids from school and we'd get some ice cream.
    " PAPA! " Anya yelled jumping into the car.
    " Hey dear! You seem happy, had a good day? " I watched as she got herself buckled then smiled at me.
    " Yeah! It was Rachel's birthday! So we got cookies! Aaand she chose me to help her pass them out to other teachers! And I got to play on the swings" She giggled waving by to her friends.
   " That's awesome! I'm glad you had a good day little velvet red. We're goin' to pick up yer' brothers then we'll get ice cre-" She started giggling.
   " What's so funny? "
   "  Your accent! Is funny. I'm goin' talk like that " She giggled.
   " Yer' a turd nugget! " I laughed.
   " Yer' a bigger turd nugget " She giggled as we pulled into the middle school parking lot. The two racing for the front seat. Hinata winning cause he's a speed demon. Tsuki groaned getting in the back next to his sister.
   " Gomen Tsuki" Anya cheered.
   " Obviously Tadashi taught you that" He sighed pushing up his glasses.
  

   We sat outside on a park bench with our DQ. Anya was seated on my lap making faces at Hinata across from her. Tsuki was texting Yams telling him how he wasn't aloud to be alone with Anya anymore. I laughed softly.
   " How was school for ya both! "
   " Good! Kageyama bullied me in math for telling the teacher I wasn't gonna help her find her x and not to ask y " Tsuki gave a small laugh at his brother.
    " Don't tell  mom I did that "
     " Did what? "
     " That he told his teacher wasn't gonna help her find her x " Anya said looking up at me. I just ruffled her hair seeing the joke go over her head.
      " Tsuki. How was school? "
      " Noya go trapped in his locker, I had to help him out. But as soon as he was free Tanaka locked him in mine. So I left him there" He shrugged.
     " Yer scary bubby" Anya shivered
    " It's you're " Tsuki corrected.
    " Papa says yer! So I'm saying it" She sassed. I laughed a little kissing her cheek.
   " Can I ask you there a question? " I watched them give a nod.
    " Now I know when I first came around I was a strange new guy you had to share your mom with. I know I'll be your guys father, and I know you'll never fully love me. And that's ok. I'm not here to replace Bokuto for you guys.. But I have one question I wanna ask. And if you guys say no, then I won't do it" 
    " And that is.. " Tsuki laid his headphones on the table.
   " I'd like your guys permission to marry your mother. I wasn't going to do it till I had y'alls approval " I watched Hinata and Anya light up.
    " Yes! " Hinata cheered.
    " :0 of course Papa " Anya grabbed hold of my hand looking for something.
    " Where's yer ring? " She asked.
    " I haven't asked yer mother yet. But Tsuki. Yer opinion on the matter? " I watched the blonde give a slight nod.
    " But if you hurt my mom like he did.. I'll kick your ass-"
    " Naughty word bubby! Yer gonna wash your mouth out with soap " Anya scolded.
    " I won't Tsuki. I would never dream of it. I'm not like him. "

   Hinata walked ahead chasing Anya I stayed back with Tsuki. He grabbed my shirt stopping me.
   " You ok-" He hugged me. I was shocked but hugged him back.
  " Is this what it feels like you have a father who cares? " He asked.
   " Tsuki. Your father cares about you. I can assure you that. He may not show it in the greatest of ways Tsuki. But I know what a fathers love is. And the love you and Bokuto have for each other.. Is something truly special. So don't ever say that again. Case your father will always love and care about you. You may say he doesn't. Or scream that you hate him. But you don't, you never could.. " His grip on me tightened. I held him close rubbing the back of his head.