app13pi3 ~ K. Kozume [TEMPORARY HIATUS]

•goodbyes are hard..•

"YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!" you wail as you latch onto bokuto for dear life.

kuroo has one of your ankles, kai has the other. both are pulling, trying to get you away from the gym.

"come on y/n! we have to go, the bus isn't going to wait for us forever."

"THEN LEAVE ME!"

"no ones leaving you." kenma says as he walks over to you.

"BO! DONT LET THEM TAKE ME!" you wrap your arms around the boy.

"DONT WORRY N/N CHAN! THEY WONT!" he cries.

"bokuto san." akaashi calls to the boy.

"let y/n chan go."

"but agaasheeee." bokuto whines.

"bokuto san." akaashi says sternly.

"ok agaashie." he says sadly.

he gently sets you down, looking at you with teary eyes. you feel tears prick the corners of your eyes.

"IM GONNA MISS YOU BO!" you cry, hugging the boy.

"IM GONNA MISS YOU MORE N/N!"

"it's not like either of you are dying." kenma says.

"we can set up a play date or something soon." kuroo suggests.

"play date? we're not 5!" you rage at the boy.

"is hangout better?"

"no. how about," you put your thumb on your chin and pause for suspense. "ultra fun bestie day with bokuto, y/n, and friends." you say proudly.

the group of boys' faces drop at the name. except for bokuto, he loves it.

"okay,, then we can set up an ultra fun whatever soon." kuroo sighs.

you and bokuto yell yes at the same time.

"bye bo!" you hug him.

"bye n/n!" he hugs back.

"ok y/n, time to go." kenma calls to you from the door of the bus.

you hug bokuto one more time before running to meet with kenma.

"you okay?" he asks as the both of you sit down in the back of the bus.

"just a little sad."

"you can see him whenever, not like he's in a different prefecture." he runs his fingers through your h/c hair.

you snuggle your head into his chest, breathing in his smell.

cinnamon.

"ken! i figured it out!" you say half asleep.

"figured what out?" he continues to stroke your hair.

"your smell!"

"..what do i smell like?"

"cinnamon! and," you bury your nose back into his chest. "chamomile?" you sniff once more.

"yup, thats chamomile."

he laughs softly. "guess what you smell like."

"hopefully not bad."

"no," he kisses the top of your head. "lavender and mint."

"i get the mint part.. but where does the lavender come from." you rest your head back into his chest, your eyelids dropping slowly.

he notices and plays with your hair until you fall asleep.