"Hey, hey, hey, Akaashi! Of course I am, I'm great! How are you, Akaashi?"
Bokuto could feel his heart beating faster than normal. Akaashi was staring at him, focused, like he was trying to dissect the very contents of his soul.
He reached a hand up to the back of his neck, grabbing the strands of hair that almost always fell out of the gel anyways.
Akaashi seemed to snap out of it, thankfully.
"I'm alright. Good morning."
It took Bokuto all he had to plaster on a fake smile and nod.
"Morning!!"
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broken • bokuaka
FanfictionBokuto Koutaro's mood swings were something the Fukurodani volleyball team was used to. A few kouhai thought it was just that their senpai had an overinflated ego-- in fact, so did most of the rest of the team. Even Bokuto-san's best friends though...
