Akaashi absolutely hated hearing Bokuto cry. He grabbed his hand once again, pinching the same spot between his index and thumb.
He made eye contact with Suga, who clearly had his marker and appropriate stones with him. Suga first marked Akaashi's wrist, the sigil designed for strength in supporting others. He sealed it with a kiss, and moved to Oikawa next, then the Karasuno members.
He asked for permission from Kenma, who agreed rather effortlessly. Suga marked each person's arm with a different sigil and different intentions.
Kuroo hesitated for a moment before allowing Suga to mark his wrist, only agreeing after Kenma nodded at him.
Finally he had marked everyone but Bokuto-san.
Akaashi had managed to get Bokuto to stop crying at this point, and he was able to answer for himself when Suga gently approached him.
"Bokuto-san, can I give you a healing sigil, and maybe a few others? It doesn't hurt, it's just marker and a little kiss."
Akaashi watched as several emotions flickered through Bokuto's eyes, before humming gently.
"I think he would agree if it were only the three of us in here."
Akaashi looked at the others with a sympathetic glance, but Kenma got everyone to leave quickly on the promise that he wasn't going anywhere and they could see him again soon.
And then Bokuto thanked Akaashi, before allowing him to gently fold up the sleeve of his sweatshirt.
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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...
