The "Accident" [Bokuaka]

Chapter 20

Yooooo why the fuck do u guys still read this. Anyways I'm back, yes, return of the king and no I'm not a dude. I basically ditched this story because it became really cringey and kinda lacked an actual plot so I decided I will make a separate book of the same story but some parts will be different. School also starts in like a day so I'm gonna die. Back to the story.
Edit: I'll get back to writing soon but for now Imma try and actually get my homework done

Edit two: I'm writing this other story for school plus I have four other assignments so I write later

His body was crushed by the muscling figure who seemed to weigh as much as a rugby/football player (I'm Australian). His breathing pace became worse while he failed to expand his chest for oxygen, gasping for any air he could manage.

"Jesus Christ, never mind you being an ostrich, you look like a fish", the looming figure appeared right by his side as the boy just glared knives, trying to hit a spot but obviously missing. "Bokuto, do you want to become a murderer?" He glanced over while Bokuto had a face of surprise and shock. He sprung up and immediately yelled no as a response. "Good, because you were gonna murder him", he stated in his monotonous voice. That's when the thing passed out.

"What do we do with that now?" Bokuto questioned, twisting his head from the strangers figure and back to Akaashi repeatedly.

Akaashi let out a groan as his eyes dawned down onto the ostrich below him. He cursed under his breath as he glared at the figure.

"We need to go back into that strip club and throw him into the trash, where he belongs," Akaashi's gaze fell upon Bokuto's physique as he nodded profusely.
"I'll carry him!" His eyes flickered with light, beaming as his face held a determined look. Akaashi glanced at him, soon after giving him a grin as he nodded.

"Ok so who's gonna-"

Akaashi paused midway through as Bokuto's muscular physique lifted him up like he was as light as cotton candy. He grinned from ear to ear as Akaashi's eyes rested upon the door. Akaashi led the way through the well illuminated place towards the forbidden door with Bokuto following suit.

He opened the door, light seeping through the gap as a slightly foul odour was raised into the air. His palms became slightly sweaty, hesitant to open the door in the minuscule space. He felt like he was going to die in that enclosed space the longer he stayed. His hand reached out for the smooth knob, twisting it as he glanced into the space in front of him.

Akaashi's gaze fixed upon the slick pole in the centre of the stage. His body stiff as he awkwardly shuffled through the room, he motioned for Bokuto to drop the dude on the floor. That's when they fucking dashed the shit out of there. The two successfully got away without looking too suspicious.

The two escaped, Akaashi shutting the door right behind him quietly. A sigh escaped his delicate lips, the sweat formed on his forehead wiped off. The two made their way to the shared bedroom in a comfortable silence. The size of the place was dawning on the two as Akaashi was reluctant to get out of the place. Once the two entered the slightly foul odour in the room, caused by them, Akaashi asked Bokuto the time.

That's when it dawned on the two that they had two hours to get out of there.

"Bokuto-San, we have 2 hours to get out of here," Akaashi explained as he grabbed all his stuff. Bokuto followed suit, snatching his own as his ecstatic mood came back to him. The two prepared themselves to leave.

They wandered towards the stairs. Once they arrived at the entrance, Akaashi glanced up at Bokuto expectantly. Bokuto smirked, "ladies first~," his voice bringing chills down his spine. Akaashi twisted his head and entered, crawling his way up the stairs. You can already guess that Bokuto stared at that sweet, sweet ass and thighs of his the whole time.