𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 / 𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪. ✓

-nine

You rest your gead near the car window as you looked outside.

You were too caught up on the kids playing in front of the school building, you didn't notice the sharp curve ahead.

Your mom turned the car, causing your body to fall and slide over to Akaashi, your head hitting his chest.

'Wtf? Is this a rock or his chest?'

This caused Akaashi to open his eyes, and looked at your head.

"Y/N, what are you doing?"

You slowly turned your head to him, "It's not what it looks like, my mom turned over a sharp curve and I was too caught up on the window--"

You were cut off by a slight chuckle the boy let out.

"It's okay"

"What is your chest made of? My head hurts, are you made of rocks?" You said, while resting your hand on your head, soothing it. Okay, maybe you were overreacting a little, but his chest was really hArd.

"You wanna see it?" He said with a cocky voice, while wriggling his eyebrows.

"Ew, no! Mom, Akaashi's disgusting."

Your mom just laughed with the boy next to you.

Your eyes turned to him, admiring his laughing face. It was rare seeing him laugh like that.

Your face softened a little.

'He looks so precious.' You thought, before Akaashi woke you up from your daydreaming.

"Hello? Earth to Y/N?" Akaashi said, waving his hands in front of you.

"W-what?" You said, breaking out of the trance you were in.

"I know you'll miss my handsome face and as much as I want you to keep looking at it, you can't because we're at the airport now." He said, with a proud face.

You just scrunched your face and turned to the car door, opening it.

You took out your luggages at the trunk, and Akaashi following after to help you.

After getting your tickets and checking in your luggages, you guys waited for a few minutes.

"Flight 135, Japan to Philippines, please get to yoir appropriate lanes."

"I repeat, Flight 135, Japan to Philuppines, please get to your appropriate lanes." A voice rang through the speakers in the airport.

You and your mom stood up and carried your luggages.

"Here let me help you with that." Akaashi spoke beside you and helped you carry your luggages.

Nearing the lane, you stopped midway.

"Hey, text me everyday okay? And! Video chats every 8PM! If you have something to do, say it earlier." You said to the boy, with your head down. You felt tears starting to build up in your eyes.

"Hey, look at me." Akaashi knelt down enough to see your face.

"I will. Don't cry, or I'll shout your most embarassing moment here." He said, trying to lighten up the mood.

Instead of laughing, you just cried even more. Tears started flowing out of your eyes uncontrollably.

He pulled you in a hug with his right hand patting your back, and the other caressing your head.

"Hey, I'll call you everyday, text you everyday, and send memes to you everyday. So, stop crying. Your mom is waiting for you."

You just nodded, and wiped your tears on his chest.

"You better stay true to your word." You said, finally lifting your face from his now tear-stained shirt.

Pulling your luggage, the both of you started walking to the line.

He wasn't allowed to enter the line with you anymore so he stayed behind.

You looked back to the black haired boy and waved goodbye at him.

He waved back, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Stay safe" He moved his lips a little, but you understood what he said.

You turned to your mom, "Akaashi said stay safe." Your mom turned to Akaashi and smiled at him, waving goodbye as well.

Seeing you enter, the boy's smile faded.

-Akaashi's POV-

When Y/N entered, I turned back and started walking away.

I started thinking on where I'd find memes. I wasn't really a meme person, but I said that to make her feel better.

After a while of thinking I finally thought of someone who would help me with this.

"Bokuto." I spoke, as I saw a spiky white haired boy coming my way.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"