𝐁𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐚𝐤𝐚 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ -He didn't want to be owl by himself.

Please I literally get these titles from Owl Pun websites gn- Also I'm pretty happy with this chapter so enjoy.

Keiji sighed as Kozume and Testuro pulled him towards the double doors, apart of the wooden house where you could hear blasting of music and loud voices and screaming from the inside.

The third year opened the door allowing the snaller boys to walk through hesitantly, Akaashi didn't want to be here in the first place.

He only came because he was promised a stack of manga and new stationary pens. He already forgot the reason why they wanted to go in the first place.

Kozume's outfit consisted of his oversized red hoodie that matched his red vans, he wore black jean pants with a couple of tares.

The boy pulled his headphones out his ears and let out a huff, most likely from giving up trying to ignore the loud music.

Kuroo wore a black and green flannel and dark blue jeans with patches of plaid, Akaashi and Kenma practically begged him to not wear but still did. His shoes were plain white and probably the only good thing about his outfit in both boy's opinions.

Akaashi's outfit was similar to Kenma's, a light blue hoodie with 'Akaashi Keiji' written in calligraphy as the design, black jeans, black vans, and a pair of black studded earrings.

Kenma huffed and walked behind Kuroo as Akaashi still followed them into the large crowd of drunk underaged children.

Testuro took the group further through the large house, it was strange Akaashi just heard Kuroo's new friend he met at a court was here or hosting the event.

He couldn't remember the details mostly because of the fact that he hated parties with a passion but that's all they were there for. A guy named...'Bon bon? is that even his name?' Akaashi thought.

The trio made it to the kitchen that had a island with a couple if empty beer bottles and red cups probably containing backwash on the counter or spilled over.

There was a bar and pairs of kids around the room on counters, chairs and the floor kissing and making out like animals.

Akaashi watched Kenma gag and laughed at him as they came to a stop right outside the kitchen. Kuroo waved at a man with black hair. His arms wrapped around Kenma probably forgetting Akaashi tagged along and walked towards the guy he called 'Daishou'

Keiji let out a sigh not following them, instead went into what he assumed was the dining room and sat at the table.

Lucky for him this room was empty, but the music still blasted in and made the boy feel a headache coming on. 'Why am I here? I fucking hate parties' Keiji thought.

A random guy walked behind Keiji holding onto his shoulder. Keiji turned and looked at the guy who had a smug look on his face and his drunk features made Akaashi want to barf.

The essence of Marijuana and beer circled around the boy and he fell over almost bringing Akaashi with him.

The chair tipped making Akaashi stand up off reflex and as the jock laughed underneath his legs. 'What the hell is wrong with this guy?' "Oh my gosh I am so sorry!" Akaashi heard a voice from behind him.

It sounded harsh and deep but a bit monotone. Akaashi turned back around to see a silver haired boy with a mole under his right eye.

"Oh uh it's alright-" "-No it's not, I'm sorry Akaashi!" The silver boy picked up the guy lying on the floor, the guy was practically twice his size in the muscle department but he picked him up with ease.