oblivious ~ bokuaka & osaaka

4

bokuto has been feeling odd these past days, he isn't quite sure what the feeling is.

abandonment ? perhaps it is that.

whenever he's tried to make plans with akaashi, akaashi would say no, and say he's busy.

akaashi has been talking with osamu more, more than bokuto would like.

he misses his best friend.

bokuto is upset, but he should be happy for his best friend, who was able to genuinely make a new friend.

so why does he feel like complete and utter shit ? maybe it's because akaashi was the first person to actually put up with him.

the first person other than his sisters to take him out of his emo mode effortlessly

akaashi in bokuto's mind, was the perfect being. akaashi was absolutely beautiful, his pretty eyes, hair, his nice yet blunt personality.

the fact akaashi has many flaws, and yet manages to bring people up.

"... do i ? i think i like akaashi" bokuto said to himself.

remembering the memories he had with akaashi. when he first saw akaashi give a genuine smile, and laugh.

maybe when he first saw akaashi, joining the volleyball team is when he fell for him.

perhaps it was when, akaashi stayed with him, when people started getting annoyed at bokuto.

and now, akaashi had stopped hanging out with him.

was it to late for bokuto ?

bokuto was left wondering if akaashi felt or feels the same way.

looking back, bokuto just thought akaashi was an overly friendly person

though, akaashi was only willing to stay and do their own practice with bokuto.

whenever someone else asked, akaashi would say no blandly.

maybe it's because bokuto was positive someone like akaashi wouldn't fall for someone like him

someone loud, and obnoxious.

but akaashi took the time out of his day to make bokuto happy, so maybe there was a possibility akaashi likes him.

maybe there isn't, since akaashi was blowing off bokuto, claiming he was busy.

but in reality akaashi was always face timing osamu.

bokuto was sure of one thing.

he was head over heels for akaashi, and he was gonna tell him.

there's a possibility akaashi would reject him, but there's always that 1 percent, akaashi would say yes, and that was the chance bokuto was willing to take.

~*~*~*~*

akaashi was at his house with osamu, in the kitchen.

osamu was teaching akaashi how to make onigiri, akaashi was struggling shaping the onigiri.

but after a few tries, he managed to make one that slightly resembled osamu's

knock knock

"hm that's weird" akaashi said, looking at the direction of the door

"what's weird ?" osamu asked curiously. "no one usually comes and knocks on my door, and it's raining, i'll be right back" akaashi said, placing the onigiri down on the counter.

akaashi opened the door, revealing an owl like male

"bokuto san ?" "hi akaashi" bokuto said softly, nervously.

"what are you doing here ? and its raining" akaashi asked, and bokuto took a deep breath, the rain droplets streaming down his face

"i have something to tell you, and it's important" bokuto said quickly

"what is it ?" akaashi asked reluctantly. not sure if he wanted to hear what bokuto was gonna say.

"i know you've been blowing me off to hang out with osamu, but i just wanted to tell you, that i... um i like you" bokuto whispered the last part.

this is what akaashi wanted, wasn't it ?

he always wanted bokuto to confess to him, to tell him the feelings were requited.

so why, why doesn't he feel happy ?

akaashi turned around, looking at osamu cooking.

akaashi knew the reason.

he knew why he wasn't happy, he's found someone else.

akaashi smiled softly, looking at osamu.

he found the one.

akaashi looked back at bokuto

"if you told me this a month or any day before that, i would've accepted your feelings in a heartbeat, but i can't, i don't feel the same way anymore"

if akaashi is being honest, he still does.

but it's only a little, the feelings he has for bokuto is over weighed by his feelings for the onigiri lover.

"it's osamu isn't it ?" bokuto said softly, voice cracking.

"yeah, he.. he makes me extremely happy, and i finally feel complete" akaashi said.

the way akaashi would talk about osamu, was quite stupid.

akaashi looked like he was stupidly in love, the way his eyes sparkled. the way he passionately explained the littlest and stupidest things about osamu to someone.

it was obvious, akaashi was in love.

but bokuto just wished, akaashi was in love with him again.

if only bokuto realized his feelings for the gunmetal blue eyed male sooner.

but it's far too late, akaashi had moved on.

"well i'm happy for you, and i hope he treats you well because you deserve it, and i would hug you goodbye but your apron is dirty" bokuto said, before chuckling.

"we can still be friends right ? i don't wanna lose you" akaashi said, and bokuto nodded with a bright yet heartbreaking smile.

bokuto wasn't sure if he was tearing up or if it was just the droplets on his face, but it didn't matter now.

he'd probably cry when he goes home but akaashi was happy, and that's all he wants.

"of course, have fun kaashi" bokuto said, before walking away, shoving his hands in his pocket.

akaashi closed the door and walked back to the kitchen

"who was it ?" osamu asked "bokuto san, but he left" akaashi said, grabbing the onigiri and continued making it

"do ya still like him ?" osamu asked, not sure if he wants to know the answer.

"no, not anymore" akaashi answered.

"ah okay" osamu said, clearing his throat.

"well that's good ? so there's two onigiris together, and um i think they're telling me that we should probably get together as well, if ya want that is" osamu said, his hands shaking, trying to hide the face he's incredibly nervous.

akaashi giggled "well who are we to disobey the onigiris"

the end

did i write this to have an excuse to write osaaka ? yes. do i regret it ? no. and tbh i be writing a lot of short fan fics at the moment, i hope you guys weren't disappointed :(