𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 ✰ k. akaashi

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯

You walk out of the bathroom drying the rest of the excess water off of you hands, spotting akaashi by the front doors.

On god this man has no right being THAT pretty

"Fucking criminal" you mumble quietly as you walk to him.

Akaashi looks up from his phone as you approach him, "would you like to get food after we drop off, well, this food" he motions to the bags he was holding, "it'll probably be almost lunch time, when we finish that"
You gave him a small smile, "That's okay with me"

You hold out a hand, reaching for the bags in his left hand hoping to to take some weight away from him. He shook his head and turned to the sliding doors, "it's alright, you can help me put these away when we get back though"

Despite wanting to press on and yank the bag from him dramatically like you would with kuroo, you simply obliged to his request,

Youd rather not have the pretty boy think youre demanding

"do i...make you uncomfortable?" akaashi spoke softly as you both exited the store. you looked at him questionably, "what? why would you think that"

he hadn't done anything wrong, honestly he was just like, the definition of dry irl, but you weren't being any better

"you just seem a lot livelier in the group chat, like with our team and your team" he walked slowly so he didn't stray to far from you, "you also didn't say anything to me when bokuto walked you up, though that may have been my fault."

you gave him a sympathetic look, grabbing a bag from his hand despite your previous thought. "you're fine, really" you smiled "texting is easier, you can be utter chaos there" you chuckled looking down, failing to notice that the setter was now looking at you.

"it's hard to talk to people in person, you have to think of things on the spot. it's like improv, but when you're texting you have sometime to think about everything a little more, even still, i could just say i get comfy with people with time and we can just cut it off there- i really can't believe you let me ramble on like that-"

you look up and see akaashi lightly, just barely smiling. "your thoughts are interesting l/n, talk as much as you please"
you hum in response, your cheeks lightly tinting at his comment.

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"it seems like a burden to keep all the food here, doesn't it?" you say to the pretty boy as you stack the vegetables into the fridge. "i'm taking it all to the school tomorrow."

you silently 'oh' and continue to help putting things away. you stand up and put your finger to ur chin, "do you think poptarts expire" you hold out a invisible mic towards him.

he leans forward, looking down at ur hand "everything expires doesn't it?" he perks his eyebrow up at you.
you slowly retract your hand back giving him a squinted i, "you may be right smart man, but how long after they expire do u think u can eat them without getting SICK!" you shoot your hand back out.

he leans towards your hand again, this time looking at you, "please don't eat expired poptarts" you chuckle, turning to throw the last bag into the trash can.

"you know you're funny without trying to be funny" you cross your arms as you lean on the counter. "what makes you say that?"
"well, you seem very forward about things, you mean what you say" you push yourself away from the counter and walk towards him. "all im saying is that you're u coincidentally funny because of the way you react to things" you poke his arm and smile.

he stands there, his eyes softer then they were earlier, brighter too. "i need to learn how to be funny with the intention of being funny" he sighs out, which brings another chuckle from you. "yes ha- yes you do" you back up from him and wait for him to finish.

you felt better than you did earlier, knowing earlier you felt like a strange tension, yet a comfort at the same time while being around him. now it was just comfort, honestly he was just a quiet, straightforward, smart guy. you found that out on the way here.

he just needed a little bit of time to adjust to being around someone he didn't know, much like yourself.

"do you want to get fast food like mcdonald's? or like meat buns or, i don't know what you like so.." akaashi holds his hands as he shoots the question. "fast food is fine, if you're okay with that"

he nods and walks to the door, putting on his shoes, you walk over to do the same
"then we get the stuff and we're done?"
he let out an 'mhm' and rose from the floor

you checked the time to see that it was just barely 11 o'clock. "my guy you're a genius"
he tipped his head slightly to the side, "you said it'd be lunchtime by the time we finished putting the stuff away, tell me, are u psychic? like saiki k?"

he opened the door and looked at you shaking his head "no i am not"

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HIIIII
sorry it took me a week to update and i know it's a little short but it's gonna progress a lot from here (i mean it is a sorta slow burn so a long story is kinda expected but like shhh)
but i hope you liked it
akaashi make my brain go brrrr