Akaashi left his spot to grab lunch, surprised to find it occupied when he returned. The two boys from that morning were there, along with two other's Akaashi didn't know.
"Hey, Akaashi! You don't mind if we eat with you, do you? You shouldn't be alone all the time, ow-"
"If you don't want us here, we'll leave. We just thought you might like some friends," Yaku corrected with an elbow to Kuroo's ribs. "This is Oikawa and Iwaizumi by the way."
Oikawa threw his hand up in a peace sign at the mention of his name. "Yo!"
"Don't do that, Stupidkawa," Iwaizumi chided, smacking the brunette across the back of the head. Unlike the others, Iwaizumi had already lost the childish roundness of his face.
"I guess it's fine," he replied, feeling inadequate as he took a seat between Iwaizumi and Kuroo.
"If it ever gets to be too much, just tell us to leave. We won't mind." Akaashi looked at Kuroo, searching his face for any sign of a lie, but all he saw was the sincerity of the words.
"Okay."
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Ill-Fated Calf-Love
FanfictionThe story of Akaashi Keiji and Kuroo Tetsurou: how they met and began their relationship.... and where it went wrong. Prequel to Mascot. Please read it first if you haven't yet.
