The drive home was awkward. Bokuto babbled while Akaashi gave directions. It wasn't his normal babble though. Akaashi could tell that he was nervous about something, but he couldn't figure out what.
He didn't get out immediately after Bokuto pulled into his driveway. Bokuto was still rambling while Akaashi stared at the red truck on the curb.
At the moment, Kuroo didn't know who was driving the white jeep, but he would when Akaashi opened the door.
"Back out. Make it look like you were just turning around."
"What, why?"
"Just do it."
Kuroo was already suspicious, walking towards the vehicle when Bokuto complied. A streetlight illuminated the cab as they continued down the street.
Around the corner, he made Bokuto stop.
"Are you going to tell me why we just did that? Why are you getting out?" The hand on his arm was firm, but gentle.
"We aren't at either of the school or a hospital. Tetsurou won't be as civil as the last couple times you saw him."
"But your leg... You're still hurt."
"The only thing hurting me right now is you. Let go." He pulled his arm free and slid out. His leg hurt, but not as much as the look on Bokuto's face.
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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...
