Selcouth

Chapter 17

I'm back>:) I finally got through my writer's block and I can already feel another one coming:')

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Third Person's POV

The air in her lungs seemed to have escaped her. Her chest felt tight and uncomfortable. Her abdomen felt like it was going to rip. Nevertheless, Clare wanted to give Akaashi a very satisfying presentation. With graceful gestures, she moved her hands delicately in the air, finger tips bending but firm.

Akaashi's eye twitched. He liked how Clare kept giving marvelous movements but it can be too much. Like really. Her posture right now made Akaashi internally wince although he wasn't the one in her position. His leg bounced, making Aito bounce who was placed atop his leg.

"Clare-san, don't overdo it..." Akaashi pleaded. Clare finally slumped, rubbing her back. "Ugh, really? It's the second time now, I can't seem to get it." She whined. Akaashi sighed. He stood up, making sure Aito was placed inside the carrier safely and made sure that the carrier was tied to the couch.

The ravenette stood up, did stretches. He bent his back, arms gracefully extended and dancing through mid air. One of his leg was placed farther away from the other one. Gracefully but suddenly, he launched forward though his feet was firmly still on the ground. He hugged himself before slowly but softly, falling to the ground, hunging his head low to the point his forehead touched his thighs.

Clare stared wide eyed and mouth. She gaped the a fish put of water. "Akaashi! How did you do it?!" Omaga piped from behind. He saw the scenery and couldn't get his eyes of the raven head. Akaashi stood up, patting his grey jogging pants. "Effortlessly" he mumbled.

He made his way towards the baby, plopping himself on the comfy couch. Once again, the carrier was in his hold. He rubbed the tip of his nose with the baby's. Clare silently cooed at the sight. "Okay, I'll try my best!" She cheered to herself and proceeded to practice lines with dance steps.

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"It's amazing how you danced a while ago.." Omaga praised. Akaashi hummed though his cheeks flared up a bit. "It was nothing"

"It wasn't just your movements. Did you see your face?!" Omaga exclaimed, as if remembering something. Akaashi stopped on his tracks, turning to face his friend with a dead panned face "how am I supposed to see my own face?"

Omaga clicked his tongue. "Your emotions were immaculate. It's surprising that you're..." Omaga stared at his friend flailing his arms, finding words. Akaashi lightly frowned, slightly tilting his head to the side, clearly confused. "This..." Omaga finished unsurely.

"And suddenly you just had the emotions of a widower" Omaga continued. Akaashi faced morphed to horror. The baby squealed, getting the attention of both males. Akaashi looked at the baby who was looking in front. Following, Akaashi saw Bokuto coming up to them. His heartbeat increased, feeling happy but nervous since Omaga was beside him. The male would never shut up.

Speaking of which, Omaga nudged him on the shoulder. "Akgashi!" Bokuto exclaimed now that he is an arm length away from him. "Hey hey hey Aheito!" He gleamed. He sent a look towards the Second year. Akaashi nodded, taking the carrier of and carefully handing it to his upperclassman. "We'll be going to practice Omaga-san" he told.

The silvernette smirked, nodding "yeah, yeah just go. Have fun lovebirds" he teased. Akaashi was thankful Bokuto went first. He sent a glare to his friend who giggled. But then Akaashi smirked, relaxing his posture "oh yeah? See you later Mrs. Yamada" Akaashi retorted.

The silvernette chocked on thin air, holding his chest. Clearly, his whole face flushed red "I don't have a crush on him!" Omaga exclaimed. Akaashi stifle a laugh, doing a sassy wave before he caught up with Bokuto.