Your Jacket

Doughnuts

Hey guys! You that stuff I said about a posting schedule? Well, fuck it; I AM HERE. All right, so I talked it over with Nakamura and my deadline for one chapter is one week, but during online school I've been on fire! Anyways, your thoughts on the song On by BTS?

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Timeskip to a little while later brought to you by a very confused Yue

"Hey, Kōtarō!"

"Captain! Where are you?"

Akaashi heard Konoha and Komi's voice lingering in the air as they searched for Bokuto. Bokuto was a person who acted on impulse and probably stopped somewhere to eat. With that in mind, Akaashi set off towards the boardwalk in downtown Tokyo.

Timeskip to an hour later brought to you by Bokuto's mint choc chip ice cream

Akaashi trudged along the boardwalk. Sighing, he sat down on a nearby bench and rubbed his sore ankles. His blisters burned and shouted but they were deafened in comparison to his worry about Bokuto. Akaashi had walked two laps of the boardwalk and had yet to come across the boy.

He took a shaky breath, and savoured it. His breathing was getting more and more infrequent. Despair and powerlessness gripped him in its deadly trance. 

He felt the tears rise up in the corner of his eyes and looked up at the ironically beautiful, starry sky. He trekked across the sky, finding Cetus, Andromeda, Cassiopeia and Pisces.

He imagined floating up there, without the hustle and bustle of Earth. No confusion about your relationships, your future, or technically pointless rectangles of paper with numbers on them that decide how high your status in society is. 

Akaashi closed his eyes and let his tears flow freely. Tears for Bokuto, for him and for his heart. He let the nightlife of Tokyo drift by, a statue in an ever changing environment.

Finally, his tears ran dry and Akaashi opened his eyes. His face felt cakey and he brushed a hand over his face, sniffing. He heard the boards creak behind him, but he made no move to turn around. "Go ahead. Mug me, or something," he muttered. "I've lost everything."

Someone sat beside him and sighed. "Yeah. Me too." Akaashi jumped at the voice. Fresh tears filled his eyes as drew in a breath. "Bokuto-san," Akaashi whispered. Bokuto smiled at him. No longer was it half-hearted or confused. 

This was the smile Akaashi knew; bright enough to shine a light through the thick fog of his sadness. Bokuto held out an ice cream cup. Akaashi smiled through his tears and threw himself at Bokuto.

"Hey, Akaashi, I didn't know you liked hugs!" Bokuto laughed as the two friends embraced for the first time in too long. "Kotaro, I'm so sorry, I didn't know, I'm so stupid..." Akaashi mumbled between gasps of breath. Bokuto rubbed Akaashi's back soothingly, remembering his resolve.

Rewind to a little while earlier brought to you by Konoha and Komi still looking for Bokuto

Bokuto walked along the boardwalk, rubbing his arms. He hadn't gotten his jacket back after that day at the park and now, at 6:48 on a Friday night, he was sorely missing it. After running all the way from Komi's uncle's konbini to downtown Tokyo, Bokuto's hurt had numbed to a dull ache in his chest.

He thought back on the events of the last few days and sighed. What a mess. Life was too short for all this. He chuckled as he went back even further, looking back on times when everything was so much simpler.