Akaashi Keiji is broken.
Completely broken.
The slight rain that day seemed to be making fun of him.
It was like the world decided to play a sick mind game on him.
And he was sick of it. He's sick of playing.
Nothing can save him out of the misery he was in..
Not even the colorful flowers drawn in his window or the golden eyes he'd woken up to.
"..Hey." Bokuto speaks ever so softly, afraid he'll break Akaashi even more.
But there was no point. He's already shattered.
"Hi."
"U-uh, how are you, Akaashi?"
"Would it make sense if I said I was okay?" Akaashi chuckles bitterly, tears streaming down his face.
"O-oh, sorry that was dumb."
"Why are you here, Bokuto-san? It's pouring pretty hard."
Bokuto tries to find the correct words to say to the younger, he doesn't want to make a mistake and damage the boy more than he already did.
"I'm sorry, Akaashi." Although it was through a very blurry window, the pain in Akaashi's eyes were still visible. "I'm really really sorry."
"It's okay."
Bokuto sighs, "I know it's not, Akaashi. I gave you an even harder time and i've hurt you, I was mad and I took it out on you when you did nothing wrong, i'm sorry."
"I told you it's okay--it doesn't matter how much you apologize, Bokuto-san, it wouldn't bring him back."
Akaashi leans on the window sideways, letting tears fall from his eyes.
"I didn't mean anything I said, Akaashi."
They were silent. Bokuto's own chest tightening as he see Akaashi's broken state.
"Maybe I desereve this."
"N-no, Akaashi please don't say that, don't do this to yourself."
"If I hadn't been like this neither of them would have to go."
"Akaashi.."
"It's all my fault for being like this, I hate myself."
"Please don't do this."
"There's no point in doing anything anymore, Bokuto-san," AKaashi faces him. "There's nothing you could do about it, there are no words to ever bring him back."
Bokuto finally cries. Akaashi was right, there's no point to be strong right now. He knows he made Akaashi feels as though he had nothing left and he'll forever hate himself for that.
"Is there anything I could do?"
Akaashi went silent. He doesn't even know himself if there was something anyone could do for him. He feels completely hopeless.
"I'm going in there, Akaashi. Let me hug you for the first time ever."
YOU ARE READING
ISOLATED
Fanfiction-a story about letting go "They say you could sometimes find all the mysteries of the universe on someone's hand, but I found much more beyond that, and I haven't even held his hand yet."
