"I'll lower your IQ crew"
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                              "Akaashi!!" You heard a yell from your living room, as you sat in the loft.
                                  Akaashi looked up from his spot on your bed, with Storm's head resting on his lap. "What is he being so loud about?" You muttered.
                              "Who knows." 
                                  You sighed,  standing up with your box of game controls and making your way down from the loft.
                                  "What is it?" You asked, setting the game console on the ground by your T.V. Bokuto didn't reply, his eyes plastered on his phone. Suddenly, his head shot up, his gaze landing on you. He jumped off the couch, pouncing on you with frightening ferocity. 
                                  "Koutarou, what is your problem?" You groaned, before forcing him off you and onto the floor. You then pinned him to the ground, glaring at him suspiciously. 
                                  He looked at you, golden eyes widening and a smile spreading over his face. "Can Brokuroo come over?" He asked, looking like a child begging for a cookie.
                                  You stopped glaring, your eyes lighting up like a Christmas tree.
                              "Akaashi is going to kill me for saying yes." You whispered, a huge smile growing on your face as a grin spread over his. 
                                  "No," came a voice from behind the couch, both you and Bokuto slowly turned your heads, your smiles dropping. 
                              "Oh come on! You didn't even hear what I whispered."
                              "You whisper quite loudly." 
                              "Please!"
                              "No."
                                  You frowned, getting off of Bokuto and making your way to Akaashi with a pleading look on your face.You weren't really sure why you were asking Akaashi for his approval for Kuroo to come over to your house, but you just thought it would be appropriate since he most likely would end up babysitting you three. 
                              "But Keiji ... pl-please." 
                                  He stood there, one hand on the back of the couch and the other on Storm's head, with an indifferent look on his face.
                                  Bokuto got up from his spot on the floor, joining you with huge eyes and a frown on his face.
                              "But Akaashi, pl-please." He begged, desperate for a yes. 
                              "Fine." He replied before crossing his arms over his chest, he knew he was going to regret saying yes. 
                              And there he sat on the couch, immediately regretting saying yes to letting Kuroo come over. He was like a single parent caring for three children, all of whom who acted like five year olds.
                                  "Guys! I got more pillows!" You squeaked, rushing out of the guest bedroom with pillows slung over your shoulders and tucked underneath your arms. You placed them on the couch next to Akaashi, before plopping down next to him.     
                              "It looks pretty good right?"     
                                  Akaashi side-glanced at you, a slightly amused look on his face. In front of you stood a huge fortress made of pillows, with three flags sticking out of the top of it. Each flag had a symbol on it, one with a cat, another with an owl, and another with a raincloud. Kuroo and Bokuto stood back, admiring their castle of pillows, with wide smiles on their faces. 
                                  "Hey... Keiji," You whispered into his ear with a smirk on your face.
                              Akaashi knew what was going to happen next, "No (f/n) don't-" He began.
                                      
                                  
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Inside Out ||Akaashi Keiji x Reader||
Fanfiction(Akaashi Keiji x Reader) He regretted not saying those stupid words. He knew your greatest insecurity was not being good enough, and here he just let you walk out that door, feeling as if you weren't enough. But you were enough. You were everything...
