Hidden Love

𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭?

It was a normal day.

It should've been a normal day right?

Playing volleyball with Bokuto, going to class. Being a second year.

It should've been normal. Why am I suddenly drowning in my thoughts?

I can't stop thinking about him. All he does, is perfect.

But at the same time... I know I'm not the one he thinks of.

The one he thinks of, is more like him. Almost too like him.

Sometimes I wish I was more playfull. Maybe then would I be his type?

Thinking about him brought me joy, then it happened.

"Bokuto!! Ready to get crushed today?"

"Ah! As if you could ever beat me!"

Two roaring captains flooded the gym. One being Bokuto Kotarou, and the other?

None other than...

Kuroo Tetsurou.

My heart sank. I want him, alone. Why does he have to be here?

It was normal. A normal practice game.

Shouldn't it be?

It wasn't though.

Listening to Bokuto and Kuroo be happy with one another.

My heart felt like it was closing. No. I need to stay strong.

"Agaashee!! Set for me?"

That made my heart go wild.

I set for Bokuto, him being him. Scoring a point and yelling out his infamous, "Hey! Hey! Hey!"

From the other side of the court, I could see Kenma. His face, looked as bad as mine.

Loving someone who doesn't know. And loving someone who loves another.

This practice game felt like it went on forever.

Kenma and I ended up talking to each other after the game.

Watching Bokuto and Kuroo, watching them look at each other as if no one else mattered.

That is what the worst feeling felt like. And I wasn't the only one feeling it.

I want to run to Bokuto and tell him to run away with me instead.

To not long for Kuroo, to look at me that way.

For Kuroo to also have that dumbass face for Kenma.

But I can't. And it tears me into bits and pieces. Falling for your fucking captain.

I'm fine. Surely. Not like...

"Akaashi? Are you okay? You seem out of it today."

Kuroo. Out of everyone. You had to ask? Looking at him with a quick, dry smile.

"I'm fine, thank you for checking up, Kuroo-san."

"Ugh, Akaashi. No need to be so formal. You act like we aren't friends!"

And then of course, as if on queue,

"Ahh! Don't bully, Agaaasheee!! He just likes to be formal! Ain't that right, Agaashe?"

Bokuto, of course you come for him. I can't blame you. He's more than what I ever will be.

"Right."