Nekoma had practice and Akaashi convinced his mother to let him go. She wanted him to rest, but after four days of staying home, he was getting stir crazy.
Akaashi hung back from the field, partially hidden by the cheer leaders until they finished their practice. As the coach called for them to hit the showers, he saw Kuroo head around behind the bleachers and began to follow.
It took him longer to navigate the fifteen feet around the back of the bleachers, his crutches sinking into the wet ground and nearly making him fall several times, but it wasn't the ground that caused his crutch to slip when he rounded the corner.
The man was shorter than him with black-to-blonde ombre hair pulled back into a ponytail. He wore Nekoma's cheer uniform. Kuroo tugged the tie out of his hair as he kissed him, pressing him back against the bleachers, hands resting on the man's waist softer than they'd ever touched Akaashi.
This can't be happening, he thought. It rang through his head repeatedly. This isn't happening.
He turned to hurry away, crutch banging loudly against one of the metal beams. He didn't look back to find out if Kuroo had torn himself away from the man to see who made the sound.
Akaashi just wanted to get away from it.
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Mascot
FanfictionAkaashi Keiji is the school's mascot. He loves it more than he'll ever let on. Bokuto Koutaro is the extremely decorated quarterback who's fallen head over heels for the boy in the owl suit. When a player from Nekoma, their rival team, strikes out a...
