caged owl (yandere bokuto x akaashi)

Obsession

Bokuto admired the setter from afar, and often up close, keeping his usual demeanor. Nobody would ever suspect anything with him. He looked up at the sidelines and resisted the urges to glare at the girls cheering on akaashi. Instead, he acted like it was the best thing ever. He was disgusted by them though. They cheered so much for akaashi. But akaashi is his, and only his. He just doesn't know it yet. But he will one day.

Practice soon came to an end, and bokuto insists that akaashi stay with him after to practice more, but akaashi says he has to get home. His mom was busy and she forgets to eat when she works overtime sometimes. Bokuto sighs. Not having anyone to practice with him, he changed, secretly admiring akaashi's faintly toned body. He'd kill everyone to have it under him. To touch him, even just one time. Once akaashi was changed, he quickly finished up, making sure he wasn't too far behind akaashi. He had to make sure he got home safe. He does every day. 

He followed a fair distance away, making sure akaashi was always in his sight. He stuck to the shadows in bushes and above bridges so the setter wouldn't see him. Since they hadn't agreed to walk home today, it would be odd if he was seen. He saw a stray cat come up to him and brush against his leg. Akaashi stopped, and gave one of his rare smiles, bending down to pet the cat. Bokuto's heart fluttered, and he pulled out his phone opening the camera app, making sure flash was on. He was surprisingly sneaky for a guy his size, and much, much quicker than akaashi.

He crawled where he wouldn't be seen, zoomed in, and snapped the picture, the flash illuminating it perfectly. After that, he ran, leaving a surprised and scared setter behind him. He saw the flash alright, and heard the rustling of bushes, but for a few seconds was too stunned to move. Was he imagining things? He shook his head and stood up as he continued to walk home, feeling rather uneasy now. The rusting was long gone, and he couldn't see anybody, but his gut was telling him he was no longer alone. After a few minutes though, the feeling went away. That didn't make him feel any better though. 

Bokuto saw him go inside, close all the blinds and curtains in the house, and lock all the windows. It didn't matter to him though. He got a prized photo of his beloved akaashi, and now that he was safely home, he returned to his own. He did know that akaashi would be on edge for a few days though. This isn't the first time he's done this, but it's rare for him to take photos. However, he's sure that by now, akaashi is suspicious of some sort of stalker. But he's not a stalker! He's just worried about his love, his beloved, his world, his everything. The boy that belongs to him and only him. 

And if he can't have him, nobody will. 

That's something that he can guarantee.