"bokuto-san!"
"hi, 'kash! are you busy?"
"i was about to go home, why? do you need some help? homework? toss?" akaashi asked.
"i just want to hang out with you"
"o-oh. okay." akaashi looked flustered so he looked away
"but it's getting dark, your mom might scold you again if you don't go home on time." bokuto knew how scary akaashi's mom. and he don't want him to get in trouble.
"right... sorry. bokuto-san." akaashi clicks his tongue, he is obviously irritated.
"i'll... i'll just walk you home. if it's okay! i mean, if you want to! you don't have to agree but i really want to walk you home, but if you don't want---" bokuto started panicking, he even bit his tongue. his face became red as tomato and it made akaashi laugh.
"i would love to." akaashi said calmly.
akaashi walked first but not too fast, he made sure bokuto is keepng up with him.
bokuto scanned akaashi's body and noticed a new bruise on his arm. he looked away, he doesn't want to ask akaashi about it. he's waiting for akaashi to open up first.
"bokuto-san, you're spacing out."
he snapped into reality when he bumped into akaahi's back.
"are you okay?" akaashi asked, he is worried. bokuto is always loud and goofy but now, he is quiet than usual.
"of course, i was just.. uh.. daydreaming?" bokuto smiled, but it did not reached his eyes. akaashi knew he was faking but he lets it go.
"kash, do you want to move in with me?"
"w-what?"
bokuto wants to slap his mouth for saying something ridiculous.
"oh, i mean.. my apartment is boring because kuroo just moved out with his bestfriend. i was just asking if you want to move in with me?" bokuto wants to say he want to move in with akaashi because he can't bear to look at his bestfriend with new bruises every week. akaashi's mother is very abusive but akaashi is too kind, he don't want to leave her.
"i'm sorry bokuto-san, but.. my mom.. needs me." akaashi mumbled.
bokuto smiled again, saying it's no big deal. they continue to walk, but slower this time. akaashi does not want to go home, and bokuto does not want to let akaashi go.
after fifteen minutes of walking, they finally arrived at akaashi's home. it's almost 6:30 pm and the sun is setting down, they noticed that all the lights are turned off.
"kash, i don't think your mom is inside." bokuto whispered.
"do you want to go inside? i can call a cab for you later."
bokuto nodded. akaashi find him cute, he's like a little baby.
they switched on the light because it's getting too dark. akaashi and bokuto are friends since middle school but this is the only sixth time he visited akaashi's home.
"bokuto-san, do you want something to eat? i can make you an avocado toast or fries.. or both?" akaashi went straight to their kitchen, leaving bokuto in the living room.
"hmm, cold water will do." bokuto said. but akaashi still made an avocado toast, he knew bokuto likes avocado toast because he once stole akaashi's toast during their recess.
"bokuto-san, do you want to watch a movie?" akaashi asked
"i would love to, but it's getting late. and your mom--" bokuto really need to stop mentioning akaashi's mom because it is ruining their mood.
"oh, right."
"but i want to hear you play again, please?" bokuto eyed the piano on the corner of their living room. akaashi loves two things in his life: volleyball and piano. akaashi wants to be a pianist like his dad but her mom hates the sound of piano, she hates everything about akaashi.
"i.. i can't." akaashi hesistatingly said. he is not lying though, his skills became rusty because of not touching his dad's piano for five years. he did once three years ago, during their music class, that's when bokuto heard akaashi played the piano.
"why? you forgot?" bokuto asked.
"yes."
"come on."
bokuto dragged akaashi infront of the piano and he sat down with him, bokuto wiped off the thick dust.
bokuto took deep breathes before touching the keys, he looks so focused but into akaashi's surprse, bokuto played a nursery rhyme that is called "mary had a little lamb". he was expecting bokuto to play something like fur elise.
"stop laughing at me! i was just warming up! you meanie" bokuto said with his pouty voice.
akaashi stared at the keys and started to play the song his father taught him, the canon in d.
he was playing slowly, because it's been 5 years. he always presses the wrong keys and he keeps on apologizing to bokuto because he is not playing well.
"i'm sorry bokuto-san, i promise i will learn how to play this pian--"
akaashi noticed how bokuto was staring at him so he stopped talking. something is bothering bokuto.
"bokuto-san???"
"can i kiss you, 'kash?"
