akaashi!
akaaaaaashi!
AKAASHI HE L P IM IN TROUBLE
The dark haired boy was woken up from his sleep by his phone repeatedly buzzing. Carefully opening his eyes, he watched as it vibrated across his nightstand and fell to the floor.
Yawning, he shuffled a bit and took five seconds to just wake up. The morning light was pouring gently through his shades, and he could hear his mom making coffee downstairs.
It looked like it was going to be a warm day, but the last few weeks it has been really sunny but really cold. And since it's supposed to be spring, he already gave away all his winter stuff since they were all too small anyway. Silently hoping he could just stay inside today, he looked down at his phone and sighed.
akaaaaaashi where are you??
I was sleeping, Bokuto-san
What's wrong? Are you hurt?
do you have anything you need to do today??
Sleep. Why?
well. uh.
my niece is in town
and my mom wants me to babysit
but
But what?
she hates me, ok?
like, really hates me
last time she was here Kuroo and me ended up with cake batter all over us and damaged egos
Sounds like a fun time.
dont make fun of me!!
please e e
ill pay you
i already knwo she's gonna lOVE YOU PL Z
*know
Fine.
What time?
You don't need to pay me, Bokuto-san
ILL PAY YOU IN HUGS
No thanks
...come at three please
Alright, see you then.
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Akaashi usually spends his Saturday mornings at a really slow pace. Without Bokuto there or any of his friends, he could think clearly, and he wanted all the time he could get with that.
He had finished all his homework and studying the night before, and all he could really do was sit there in the living room and flip through his phone, purposefully ignoring a bunch of texts from Kuroo.
I wonder what Bokuto's niece is like? He wondered a bit, tapping his foot against the coffee table. His mom was at work already, so he could be as loud as he wanted, but Akaashi got so used to being quiet for his mother's headaches that he had no desire to be loud anymore.
Hopefully she's not as much like him as I'm imagining.
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So far, Akaashi's guess of what his niece was like was sadly correct.
Standing behind Bokuto in the doorway of the house, she rocked back and forth on her heels. She had dark hair up in cute little pigtails, with amber eyes and a really big grin. Bokuto's little niece couldn't be more than four years old, but she was already very tall. The little girl had a bright pink dress with a pattern of owls on it, and Akaashi was weirded out by the similarities between Bokuto and his niece.
