Glass of Hearts {Bokuaka}

[6]

Wooo finally another chap

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Akaashi couldn't sleep that night

He couldn't stand the unsure feeling that his father would harm his friends.

Father wouldn't go as far to commit murder right?

He won't do anything rash, he thought repeatedly, trying to convince himself.

But the other half of him knew his crazy father, and the things he had done to himself, which caused his stay at the hospital

Finally he couldn't stand it anymore. He called one of the nurses in, and asked for the phone. The lady that was assigned to him, bit her lip. "Your father emphasized today that you weren't allowed to use the phone though..." She informed hesitantly. Akaashi's eyes widened. For his father to limit his use of the phone means that he's gonna do something right? No, no, no, he could've requested this before, that means he might not have planned anything, he thought biting his lip.

"Please, Miss, I need to make an important call," Akaashi said desperately.

The nurse stared unsurely at her patients unwavering stare. "I won't tell anyone," Akaashi persuaded, "I'd appreciate it." He sent one of his rare smiles that apparently found weakness in the nurse's heart.

The nurse sighed, a smile tugging at her lips. "You were a fantastic patient, so I guess," she trailed. Then her face serioused again. "But swear that you won't tell your father a word. That man scares me sometimes, no offense," she said pointing a finger at Akaashi. Akaashi nodded, and agreed.

The nurse left the room for a few minutes, then a minute later, she came back with a phone, and handed it to Akaashi.

"Um, could I get some privacy?" He asked biting his lip. The nurse cocked her head in curiosity, but then Akaashi sent another smile, and she immediately left.

He dialed Bokuto's number first. After a couple rings a voice picked up.

"Hello? Bokuto Koutarou speaking."

Akaashi immediately relaxed at the sound of the boy's voice. "Bokuto-san, it's me, Akaashi. I need to tell you.... everything."

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Bokuto's eyes widened at the sound of the sweet voice on the other side of his phone.

And even more after hearing what he declared. He didn't wait for Bokuto's reply before he started talking.

"I was born a mistake. My father's actually gay, and his love life never worked out, and eventually that led him to be an abusive man. These injuries... They were actually caused by my father," there was pause. Surprisingly, Bokuto listened intently and quietly, making sure not to say anything that might cause the boy on the other side of the phone close off again.

"I..." There was another pause.

"I miss you." Bokuto felt his heart skip a beat and he instantly smiled. "But that's not important," he continued, drowning Bokuto's spirits.

"My father's dangerous, he's not afraid to resort to violence. Until the day that he found us making out, he didn't know I was in a relationship, much less a gay one. He hasn't approved of the relationship, and even less you. And especially after all your attempts to meet me after he forbid you to." There was another pause. "I'm worried for your safety," he added more quietly.

Bokuto felt his heart soften after all the surprising info that was thrown at him. "I'm strong," he stated.

"My father's stronger."

Bokuto thought back to his meeting with Mr. Akaashi on the road. Indeed he had a strong, and slightly frightening presence, as much as Bokuto wanted to deny it.

"Kuroo and Kenma are probably also at risk." Bokuto's eyes widened at the information. He was okay with putting himself at risk after meeting Akaashi's father, but knowing that he had requested Kuroo to go, and in end put him in danger- he couldn't stand that.

"I'll contact them," Bokuto said, his voice now, even more serious. Akaashi stayed silent, but Bokuto knew that he was still there.

"I love you," he finally said.

Bokuto smiled. He had been waiting for Akaashi to say that. "You finally admit it." There was another pause.

"I lied before, I still love you."

"I know."

"..."

"..."

"I want to see you."

Bokuto's eyes softened. "I'll come see you."

"..."

"..."

"Thank you."

"I love you."

"Be careful."

"I love you."

"Goodnight."

"Sweet dreams."