Silent But Loud - Bokuaka

Chapter 2 - Harlots

Art by Ceejles on tumblr <3
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“You little slut, I wake up this morning and the last fucking granola bar is gone. GONE. I can't believe you. And not only that, but you left my Adele CD out on the floor, not even in the case and it’s scratched!” Oikawa spits.

“You're the one who wanted to live with me” Matsukawa tucks a leg over his other and relaxes back into the black leather armchair.

Akaashi doesn't know what he’s walked into when he arrives back from his lunchtime date with a client, but it doesn't sound too different from all the other irrational arguments.

“Shithead, shithead, shithead” Oikawa points at him, leaning forward where he's sitting in a different armchair across from Matsukawa

He sighs and continues past them, taking the large couch for himself, the only true comfortable furniture in the agencies lounge. Its wear and tears might turn away any of the others, but it’s Akaashis safe haven.

Especially when it stops Oikawa from throwing his legs over Akaashis or snuggling up to him, complaining longingly about this one particular client that hires him to court at events. Oikawa had fallen hard for whoever the unlucky person happened to be.

“Man, why are you so butthurt, did Iwaizumi finally fulfill all your dreams and take you” Matsukawa sings, and Oikawa glares at him

“Or is it just that extra large stick up your ass” Matsukawa cocks an eyebrow.

Oikawa lets out an offended gasp and crosses his arms while Matsukawa promptly ignores him, digging into a party size packet of doritos cradled in his lap. His arbitrary snack of the day.

“Keiji, I'm talking to you and you only now” Oikawa angles himself away from Matsukawa with his head held high and looks towards Akaashi.

“Lucky me” Akaashi deadpans as he slides off his jacket. He lays it over the back of the couch and lies down, snuggling his head into the backrest, ready to take a quick snooze before his next break.

“Keiji!” Oikawa pouts as Akaashis eyes drift shut.

Looks like it might be impossible to get a break...in the break room.

“You're being really whiny today. What do all those girls see in you” Matsukawa scoffs.

“I satisfy very well thank you!” Oikawa sticks his tongue out.

“You used to, until Akaashi became the number one at Fukurodani” Matsukawa sings and leans over to prod Keiji in the cheek.

He scowls but doesn't open his eyes as he nestles into the couch further.

“He must have just had Yua” Oikawa clicks his tongue and turns away from annoying Akaashi.

“Yua?” Matsukawa asks normally, as if they weren't just having a bitchy catfight.

“The one that always books dates from Keiji every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. She’s particularly talkative and energetic.” Oikawa shakes his head.

“Doesn't sound too bad to me?” Matsukawa chews around a handful of chips.

“She’s the jealous type, i've had her before”.

“Oh I see. Until Akaashi stole half your clients” Matsukawa raises his eyebrows and Oikawa leans over and swipes at his chip bag. Matsukawa chortles and clings it closer to his body, kicking away his attempts.