"𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁."
"𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲."
~In which, a girl has been in love with a certain pretty setter for as long as she can remember and he continuously ignores her, no...
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—: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:—
~Over the next few weeks, Akaashi had finally listened to Y/N when she gave her final say about their "relationship".
Bokuto was over at the girls house because they were finally talking about everything that happened and because he wanted hot chocolate.
In some ways, he agreed with what she did.
Other ways, not so much.
Akaashi is his best friend. He would never want him to get hurt. But, he had this coming.
"So it's over? Just like that? Are you sure?" Bokuto questioned.
She sighed, "Yes. It's over. I feel like my life would feel a whole lot healthier if he wasn't in it. He's toxic and selfish."
"Well, as Akaashi's best friend, I could give a thousand reasons on why you should give him another chance."
"And as my best friend?" She asked.
He thought for a second, "Then Id say you should do whatever you think if best for yourself."
She laughed before taking a sip of her hot chocolate before looking at him, "Just out of curiosity, what are the reasons you were gonna say for me to give Akaashi another chance?"
Bokuto thought once more before opening his mouth, "Well, for starters, I think it would be a waste to like him for so long and, even though there were rough patches, not give him a chance after he's finally into you. Akaashi may not seem like it, but he's actually a really good guy. He's always helping me with my homework, he tries to make me feel better on my bad days and even though you never noticed, he was always looking out for you."
She rose an eyebrow, "Looked out for me? How?"
"When Kanae was rude to you when you first met her, Akaashi was so mad and even went off on her privately. And whenever someone made a comment on how you were always following him like a stalker, he told them that loving someone shouldn't be counted as stalking because you're showing that at least you actually care about him for him, not his pretty looks."
She giggled, "Pretty looks?"
"Hey, I may not be gay but I can proudly say that Akaashi Keiji is a fine specimen." Bokuto said with a very proud smile.
She laughed once more before he kept going, "And who do you think got you those flowers that are probably dead by now?"
"Huh? I thought those were from you? You were the last one here that day and Kenma never got me flowers." The second year replied.
Bokuto shook his head, "Akaashi brought those for you. Why on earth would I get you flowers."
"Wow. Thanks."
He laughed and playfully shoved her, "Youre cute but I don't think I'd be on our dear Akaashi's good side if I got you flowers."
She went silent as he looked at the time on his phone,
"Oops I gotta go! I told Akaashi I would be at his place in a little about an hour ago so I better leave before I get yelled at. If you need me, I'm across the street." He quickly said before he rushed out.
She looked at his cup, "Wow, like always I'm cleaning up his mess."
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It was around twelve in the afternoon the next day when Y/N was woken up from her daily nap due to pounding on her bedroom door.
She sleepily say up and told whoever was there to come in. Bokuto rushed in and jumped on her bed,
"Y/N! We have a huge and bad situation!" He cried.
She blinked a few times to fully wake up because whatever was about to come out of his mouth was important. Well, at least probably to only him.
She rubbed her eye, "What? What's wrong?"
He gripped her shoulders and looked her straight in the eye,
