-No Such thing as Last Words-

Walking home in the Snow

I love making references that make people suffer 🙂

Third person

Just like Kuroo and Kenma, our two favorite owls have been getting closer to each other aswell.

It was a snowy day in December.

The two had been walking home from school at the time.

There was an eerie but somehow at the same time nice silence. All you could hear was strangers talking, cars, and the soft pat of shoes making contact with the pavement.

Bokuto was wearing a red scarf that he had stolen from Akaashi, for it was snowing outside.

(HAHAHAHAHAHA)

Occasionally, bokuto would stick his tongue out and try to catch as many snowflakes as he could.

Akaashi was busy with other things.

He was thinking about Bokuto.

About his bright eyes.

About his bi-colored hair.

About his toned muscles.

Part of Akaashi was telling him to just kiss him right then and there.

But the other part was overthinking.

What if he doesn't like me like that yet?

What if he doesn't even want to be friends anymore?

What if I make a fool out of myself?

He was pulled out of his own mind when a voice rose up.

"Are you okay Agaashi?"

"Yes, Bokuto-San. I'm fine."

"Okay! Just making sure!"

Akaashi managed a faint smile.

"Woah! Agaashi! Your smile is so pretty!"

"Thank you Bokuto-San."

After Akaashi had spoken, Bokuto looked like he was reminded of something.

"Oh yeah! Agaashi guess what!?"

"What?"

"I scheduled a week long training camp with Nekoma!"

"You did what?"

"Yeah! I heard they were really good and I wanted to get some practice matches in!"

"When is this?"

"A week from now."

"Did you ever consider telling the team that?"

"Oh yeah! That would be helpful, wouldn't it!?"

"Yeah kinda." Akaashi chuckled at Bokuto's slight idiocy.

"Hey Agaashi?"

"Yes Bokuto-San?"

"Have I ever told you how beautiful you were?"

"Yes Bokuto-San. Many times."

"Yeah I know. But this time it's different.."

Akaashi looked over.

"What do you mean?"

He waited for a response.

"All the other times.." Bokuto started.

"All the other times, I said it about your looks."

"But now... I mean all of you."

"You're beautiful Keiji..."

"Thank you, Bokuto-San." Akaashi said with a slight blush.

Bokuto had just assumed that the red dusting his cheeks was from the cold weather so he brushed it off.

"No problem."

Both boys went silent, being left alone with their thoughts.

Just a little while longer... and you may be mine...

(421 words)