heather; akaashi keiji

seven

I'm not even half as pretty

I sighed poking at my belly while looking at the mirror. I felt fat and ugly. My grey hair with the black streaks was down almost reaching my boobs. I hated how the two colors appeared, it might look good on Bokuto but it didn't suit me. My thighs were big like my hips and it didn't seem to match the rest of my body. Tears flooded my eyes while I pinched my thighs aggressively. The air didn't fill my lungs while hatred filled my veins. My golden eyes seemed plain compared to her bright blue eyes. My bi colored hair was nothing compared to her golden locks and the length. My skin was a bit darker than her pale beautiful skin. My back slid down the wall while sobs escaped my body. Heather's image was burned into my mind, the perfect beauty of her country. I hugged my knees crying into them letting everything out. This week has been hell, I feel like I've been crying every single day. The way my mind was criticizing my own body made me feel like I was drowning in the middle of the ocean. I felt like I couldn't breathe, my head started going in circles and I felt like I was loosing the control over my body. This stupid body of mine. I fell to my side while the room just span with the last strength I had my back touched the bathroom's floor looking at the ceiling.

"Koemi!"

My eyes started closing slowly while I fought to keep myself awake. When I faintly felt my body be carried while they called to me. I fought with whatever was making me sleepy. The air finally filled my lungs and the room stopped spinning. My mind connected to my body and I could finally move. I looked up internally thanking Kuroo, but the way my mind went blank when I realized I was in Akaashi's arms and not the Nekoma captain. I felt his body sit down and cradle me to his chest. He moved side to side making the tears stream even more. He placed his head over mine trying to calm my body down. My mind wondered where was my brother or Kuroo. Why is Akaashi cradling me? I thought he was downstairs with the boys.

"Tetsurō." I called out making him hug me tighter "No Akaashi." I complained trying to get out of his grip

"Koemi." He said making me melt "I'm here." He whispered resting his back against something making me get off him and lay next to him

"Akaashi." I complained "Why are you here?" I asked looking up at him

"I don't like seeing you like this." He responded caressing my cheek

"Don't do that." I whispered looking away hugging the sweater lightly

"Koemi." He called placing his hand over mine

"Akaashi." I said pulling my hand away

"Stop calling me that." He said "I don't like it." He confessed "Call me Keiji." He pleaded making me look at him

"Why?" I said tears still streaming down my face

"Just do it." He grabbed my hand placing it in his face

"Keiji." I whispered making him smile lightly

"Why were you almost passed out in the bathroom?" He asked making me pull away my hand

"I think it was a panic attack." I mumbled sitting up "Where are the boys?" I asked him

"Panic attack? Why?" He said his eyes showing pity "They went to get food and I got worried because you didn't come back down."

"I." I mumbled "I was feeling a little frustrated so that might've been the trigger." I shrugged wiping my tears

"You've been crying for a while huh?" He asked his metallic blue eyes boring into mine

"Yeah." I coughed a bit "I look horrible right now I'm sorry." I said getting up quickly

"Hey." He grabbed my arm pulling me back to my bed "You look beautiful." He said making me blush