𝐉𝐚𝐫 𝐎𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 || 𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

𝐾𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑔 (𝐵𝑜𝑘𝑢𝐴𝑘𝑎 𝐴𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡)

Madsteaparty - Killer Prom Queen

Everybody loved the cheerleaders

They were perfect, everything everyone always wanted to be.

But of course, you had the people who hated them. And it wasn't that they were cheerleaders. Everyone in their right mind knew how hard cheerleading could be. But most cheerleaders always thought they were better than everybody else.

And Akaashi didn't like that. Because they weren't. He could do the same thing. But Akaashi also hated football players.

They would always push and pick at him. Calling him names all because he did his school work? But of course, he had to deal with it. Because the moment he pushed back he was suspended. His parents just decided to make him move schools.

And now here he is, sitting on his boyfriend's lap–who happens to be a football player– as they kiss slowly.

Akaashi looks up, panting as he stares into his eyes.

"Kuroo-san I'm tired, " Akaashi whines softly.

"C'mon 'Kaashi, why don't we go to your bedroom?"

Akaashi agrees and they both walk to his room. Akaashi sits him on his bed, kissing him as he stands up.

"Close your eyes, " Akaashi whispers, Kuroo does.

Kuroo heard rummaging, making it sound like Akaashi was looking for something. Before he could ask, he felt a sharp pain in his neck. He opens his eyes to see Akaashi standing above him, and blood in his peripheral. The stinging continued as Akaashi pushed his hand closer, causing the knife to go deeper into his neck.

But the whole time his vision was focused on Akaashi's eyes. Blue as the ocean filled with danger lurking. Akaashi was beautiful. He truly was.

"Sorry Kuroo-san, my hand slipped."

And that was the last thing Kuroo heard as his vision turned black, never to be filled with color again.

And as Akaashi carried him from his basement to his backyard, he couldn't help but think.

He wasn't the nerd or the goodie two shoes, he was the prom king.
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"Akaashi, " Bokuto shouts as he walks down the hall towards Akaashi. Akaashi chooses to ignore how Bokuto pronounces his name.

"Hello, Bokuto-san."

Bokuto smiles as he walks beside Akaashi, who has a straight face.

"Hey 'Kaashi, how are you doing, y'know since Everything happened with Kuroo?"

"How am I supposed to be doing Bokuto-san, " Akaashi snapped, he hated when people asked him how he was. Was he supposed to smile and say 'im good' like everyone else did? He wasn't gonna do so just to make everyone happy.

"Well I hope not horrible, " Bokuto says quietly, giving a small smile. Akaashi nods as he continues to walk. He couldn't care less for Bokuto as a friend, but he had to be somewhat nice to his targets.

Bokuto continues to follow him, but he finally coaxes him into coming to his football practice, too, as Bokuto says 'cheer him on,' which made him even more upset. He was gonna cheer him on like some kind of cheerleader.

He wasn't just there to make people feel better, that was the last thing he wanted to do.

And so Akaashi sits on the bench as he watches the cheerleaders and football players practice. His mind starts to wander as well.