"[...] i'm made for a soul-crushing romance, i need someone who won't be ashamed to worship the ground i walk on, because that's how i love, i give myself completely, i love every day as if there could be no tomorrow, i- god, do you know even one gu...
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kenma figured it out right away. he knew as soon as he heard that an anonymous poet wrote a love confession to yn.
it would have taken a really dumb person to miss the clues. one night, yn tells them she needs romantic love, and a few days later, a love poem appears in the university newspaper. and akaashi is not only a member of the club that takes care of the newspaper, but he is also extremely careful about his small journal.
kenma could bet his kidneys on it. both of them. akaashi was the author this poem.
he could ask to be certain, but he saw no reason to do so. he knew, and that was enough. also, if akaashi did this anonymously, it meant that he wasn't ready to discuss it.
so he dropped the subject before even starting it.
however, not everyone was as understanding.
kuroo nearly burst into their apartment, and kenma hadn't seen such a determined expression on his face since they played volleyball in high school.
they exchanged glances, then kuroo turned to a very confused akaashi, who had no idea why kuroo was so emotional when kenma let him in, before returning his gaze to kenma. they were both knew that they knew.
"you read the newspaper?" kuroo asked, tossing it onto the coffee table that akaashi was occupying with his notes and books.
"i write the newspaper," akaashi responded, unimpressed by the scene kuroo was causing.
"but did you read it?"
akaashi paused for a second before responding. of course, he read it as soon as it was released. he skipped through each page and opened the last to see if he had done it.
the sight of his writing between the announcements was unexpected, as if he hadn't made the effort to ensure its presence.
"no," he replied without raising his head.
was it a good answer?
kuroo scoffed. akaashi assumed it was due to his uninterested tone of voice, but it was actually an expression of disbelief.
"god, akaashi, you need to read that." even before he looked up, he knew kuroo was handing him the newspaper, which was open to the last page. "the literature major in you will love this one."
this time, akaashi scoffed, he was trying to study, and kuroo was bothering him with whatever it was, because he obviously had no idea what kuroo wanted to show him or who wrote it.
the scoff was also intended to hide the smile that even thinking about his writing caused him. according to what he heard around campus, yn enjoyed the poem, but he also heard that she cried when he read it, so he needed a definitive response.
quick message to bokuto.
akaashi what's the fuzz about on the campus?
bokuto YOU DIDNT HEARD ??? i thought tou would knew first its in the newspaper someone wrote a poem for yn you should read it, maybe it will motivate you to share some of your poetry too:3
akaashi maybe i haven't seen it yet
bokuto you should !! aran told me yn cried when she saw it and he said that shes going to hang that newspaper on the wall of her bedroom thats how much she loved it
his eyes skipped through text that he could have easily recited from memory, but he managed to read it from the page at a normal pace.
"okay, you might be a poet, but you're not an actor."
akaashi's gaze snapped to kuroo, who stood over him with arms crossed on his chest and a victorious smile.
"i don't know what you're talking about," akaashi shrugged his shoulders and threw the newspaper onto the table. he leaned back on the couch and crossed his arms.
"i'm talking about your humongeous crush on yn you never told us about!"
'god, it sounds so real when someone says it aloud.'
there were two choices. one, continue to pretend that he has no idea what kuroo is trying to say. two, admit it and finally tell someone. maybe he could better understand those feelings if he had someone else's perspective on them? maybe it will help him decide what to do next. maybe it will help him get over his feelings?
he didn't want to get over them. he couldn't even think about it, because how terrible would it be for yn to receive a single poem and then never receive anything else like it? it could be heartbreaking to discover that someone who wrote a piece of poetry for her has moved on shortly after giving it to her.
akaashi decided on the secret third option.
"i refuse to talk without my lawyer."
kuroo decided he needed to take a new approach to this topic.
"what you wrote was really beautiful." that was a good decision because akaashi's demeanor softened immediately, and there was even a faint blush on his cheeks after those words. "why have you never said anything?" he asked, taking a seat on the couch next to his friend.
"there was nothing to say. i don't see why you need to know that."
"bokuto could easily set you two up for a date," kuroo argued. if they knew about akaashi's crush, he could get a date with yn in a matter of days. kuroo and bokuto were excellent at gushing about people they adored to others.
"there's nothing screaming soul-crushing romance in being set up by your mutual friend," kenma said from the kitchen, not even raising his head from his meal.
kuroo swears that akaashi blushed harder before hiding his face in his hands.
"oh, akaashi, i can't even be mad about not knowing about your crush now," kuroo complained, smacking his friend on the back.
"yeah," kenma agreed. not that he would mind if it remained a secret for longer, it was akaashi's choice. "this was probably the most romantic thing that ever happend to her."
"good," akaashi nodded. yn deserved romantic things every day, but it still made him feel proud to be the one, and possibly the first, to make a romantic gesture for her that she had wished for. "i have a lot of those," he said, pointing to the last page lying on the table.
"but the newspaper comes only once two weeks, it's kind of a long time," kenma chimed in.
"there's a lot of other ways to deliver them."
akashi's almost smirk-like smile told kuroo and kenma that he already had a plan.
