Two Owls

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Akaashi blew up the last air mattress and tossed in on the spare room floor infront of the actual bed. Kuroo was in the doorway when he turned around,

"So, first off, thanks for having us over. It's been fun." He said, Akaashi nodded and went to speak but Kuroo cut him off,

"I wanted to ask you something, and you don't have to answer, but he is one of my good friends." Akaashi got nervous and shrugged,

"Sure, I'm pretty open." He waited for the question. Kuroo laughed and pat his shoulder,

"Are you and Bokuto, like, together?" He asked. Well it would be something Akaashi didn't have the right answer to.

"No, not like that.." He sighed, "I mean we haven't talked about anything like that." He explained and Kuroo nodded,

"Does he know you like him? Or do you know he likes you?" He asked, invasive much..

"Yeah we know, it's just.. very fresh.. like two hours ago fresh." He waved his hands and Kuroo understood.

"Just know I'm here if you need advice about him, he can be a loon." He made a gesture by spinning his finger next to his ear, making Akaashi laugh.

"I am very aware of his lunacy." They laughed together before Kuroo stepped out of the doorway and Akaashi could pass through. He grabbed a pile of blankets from the closet and tossed them on each air mattress.

"Okay, beds are set up. I'm heading to mine, but feel free to finish the food and stay up." He shouted from the stairs. He heard a mixture of thank you's from full mouths and smiled before going into his room and leaving the door cracked for Bokuto. He looked in his mirror and traced his lips,

He'd kissed him, something about being that close to him had made Akaashi brave. He felt the way Bokuto eased into the kiss as he shut his eyes. Wow, he'd never been kissed like that. Everyone before had been either sloppy or couldn't find a rhythm.

He shook his head and opened his eyes, he was daydreaming when he needed to change and get into bed.

He pulled off his clothes and yanked on a pair of loose black knee length shorts. He crawled into bed like that, turning on his tv and letting the low volume lull him to sleep.

He felt something touch his arm and he jumped, opening his eyes to Bokuto,

"I thought you were dead, i called your name like ten times." He whispered. Akaashi sat up on his elbows,

"Is something wrong?" He muttered and watch Bokuto shake his head,

"I was initially seeing if you were awake because the TV was on, but then I was checking your pulse," Akaashi looked down and saw that Bokuto was placing two fingers on the very incorrect area,

"Here," He grabbed his hand and pushed it down to the correct placement on his wrist. Bokuto exhaled,

"Alive." He laughed.

Akaashi laid back down and saw the pile of blankets still folded on the bed. He looked at Bokuto, who had knelt down to make the bed up,

"Hey," He whispered, Bokuto turned slightly to hear him, "Just lay up here." He said. Bokuto froze,

"Are you sure?" He asked, turning his face more.

"Please." He said and rolled onto his side and slid over on the bed. Bokuto crawled on a few moments later, Akaashi felt the awkward space between them and leaned back.

He was shirtless. Akaashi inhaled as his bare back pressed into Bokuto's bare chest. Bokuto hissed,

"Your skin is on fire." His breath tickled Akaashi's ear. Akaashi smiled and adjusted to fully lean on Bokuto.