#majeime

ii. STORMY WEATHER ; a lost game, and everyone expects it to be him that breaks. they wait, they wait, & they wait– but he knows he played the best game he could. there’s no reason to think of anything else ; the other team was simply better than they were. his team, he’s proud of them, you see ? akaashi however, excuses himself and golden hues rest upon the other’s back as he walks off. he’s stiff, hands clenched and he lets out a hum before talking to his team about where they should improve. he excuses himself to the restroom, but instead follows akaashi into the locker room and he sits next to his vice captain, hands resting on the stool and eyes looking upwards towards the ceiling. heels bounce against the floor, and akaashi’s always been a soft sorta quiet, but this quiet is too quiet, too deafening so bokuto opens his mouth to speak – he decides against it, before standing and parting the others hair and placing a gentle kiss on the other’s forehead. it’s soft, and his brow is ridden with sweat but he doesn’t mind. of course he doesn’t. a grin, and he’s letting out a loud sigh, “well, my mama always kissed my forehead when i was younger when i was upset. so i thought it’d help you cheer up too. we played the best we could.” outside, the storm lightens to a soft drizzle, and he’s content here, next to akaashi, unable to fly.  ( kiss on the forehead. ) iii. BITTER COLD ; take care of yourself, it lingers on his tongue when he see’s akaashi who’d forgotten gloves and brows furrow together. it’s nippy, wind howling outside &  bleak. akaashi is smarter than that, he knows better than to forget his gloves and he wonders if maybe something had happened. his body reacts faster than he thinks, and he’s grabbing akaashi’s hands, cheeks tinged pink from standing outside of the clubhouse. he’s fine, akaashi should warm up. he blows on the hands and rubs them together like he’d do his own. akaashi’s fingers are longer than his, prettier and slender too. almost immaculate ; but he’s cold to the touch and he begins to chide the other, kissing the tips of each finger tip in between words. the wind dies down, and sun peaks through the fog and everything is silent. ( kiss on the fingers ) iv. SPRING AWAKENING ; feelings. it seems that he has a crush on someone new every week, but it’s always fleeting. there are a couple of people he has dated before, but it’s never worked out for him. he’s too loud, too much, too focused on volleyball. none of those things, he thinks is bad, but he gets it ; he understands. people don’t care for a romantic partner who’s head is filled with volleyball and not them. staring out of the window, eyes focus on a familiar mess of curls and it’s akaashi. he’s tempted to open the window to yell out at the other  ; he notices that someone is with him, and whoever it is is pretty. something he doesn’t like drops and settles at the bottom of his stomach as brows furrow. his friend, his best friend, is being confessed too and bokuto wants to interrupt it. they say jealousy is a disease, but bokuto doesn’t even realize that he’s feeling jealous and continues his day, with a dark cloud hanging over his head. he didn’t bother to watch akaashi once he realized that his friend was receiving a confession, he missed the way the other’s eyes flicked upwards to see bokuto slump in his seat  ; he missed the girl bowing and walking off trying to hide her hurt. bokuto settles on the fact that akaashi should just focus on volleyball, in fact, they all should just focus on volleyball and he’s half-way tempted to ban dating from the club. it sounds like a good idea to him, but he knows that other’s would probably riot if he agree’d and he opens the door without even realizing that akaashi is in front of him. the other’s pick up on his air, and watch him as he makes his way to the lockers and leave akaashi to him.  he’s cornered, changing out of his shirt, arms in his sleeves but not over his head yet when akaashi speaks to him, and lips thin out and he doesn’t want to tell akaashi that he thinks the other shouldn’t date. that he should focus on volleyball because it’s akaashi’s life and who is he to tell him what he can and can’t do ? he’s just a friend , his captain. ( does akaashi consider them friends? he hopes so. he’s never really asked the other. he’s always assumed. )  he has the other worried though, and he doesn’t stop to think about it before kissing akaashi on the cheek. his body moves before he does, and he swallows down whatever that feeling he’s feeling into his stomach, shoves it away, and twists on his heel. “c’mon akaashi, let’s practice!” it’s spring ; and he’s about to soar.  ( cheek kiss. ) v. SUN-KISSED ; that’s one way people would describe him. from the warmth in his skin, to the blinding way he grins, and attracts attention everywhere he goes. and yet, he’s settled, nestled into akaashi’s side. he’s no longer captain ; he’s given that title to akaashi, entrusting him to do what he couldn’t with his team, but it doesn’t stop him from stopping by the other’s practices and training with the others. they laugh at him, but bokuto just grins. they’re sitting outside the club room, eating watermelon and bokuto has no qualms about taking a bite or sharing food with akaashi anymore because they’re together, and don’t boyfriends share food all the time, akaashi? the other huffs, twisting so he’s out of reach from bokuto and a pout plays on his lips, but owlish eyes dance in mirth. he’s got an idea, and he lets out a hum before standing and blocking off the view from the others before kissing akaashi quickly after he takes a bite of the watermelon. rocking backwards, he hums. “it’s definitely sweeter once you take a bite, just like a thought.” he’s found his sky to envelop him.   ( mouth kiss. ) 

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listn i know you’re only gna be off for 2 months but i swear this is gna be the longest two months of my life i’m gna ?? miss you so much wth like icb we met like ? a year ago or more & we’ve drifted away & back so many times that i can’t even count them anymore, but i’m honestly so thankful that we got closer a few months ago. you’ve livened up my every single day since we’ve started txting daily, & i’ve always felt like i could do anything bc you’d be here for me ( tho anything is usually procrastinating or making more blogs, but you get my point ) . i jst wanna say i’m so incredibly proud of you for taking such a huge step toward finding what you want to do in life, & i know it’s not gna be easy considering how much we’ve bonded over how weak we are physically, but i believe in you !! you can do this make sure to come back buff & rdy to crush me pls thnk ?? we’ll hv tht fight abt who gets to proclaim eternal love over the other whn ur back promise ♥ 

   i guess not everyone’s smart enough to kno spirits r the real deal…..

   ❛ me ? i thought i told him i’d be busy today… akaashi-senpai, please don’t tell him i’m here. ❜

                 ❛   akaashi - san   ...   ❜   hitoka   gestures   towards   the   corner   of   her   lips,   a   bit   embarrassed.   ❛   ...   you   missed   a   spot.   ❜   //   @majeime   ❤ ‘d   !

callout post for @majeime specifically for akaashi bc he’s mad fake and that’s the tea!!!!

he gets akaashi to tutor him in some subjects ; kuroo for the rest. 90% of the time it ends up being akaashi because kuroo and bokuto don’t stay on track when they’re together.  he makes sure to include everyone into plans so things get a bit cramped because if they go off to get butterbeer or something then you bet bo is trying to get everyone to sit together. it’s loud.  he becomes captain for the hp quidditch team in his 6th year.  he jokes around a lot telling akaashi that he should have been in hufflepuff so that he could get akaashi to help him be captain.  kuroo is captain of his team. ( i really like slytherin kuroo but IDK if i want him in slytherin or griff. me looking at all you kuroo’s, what ya’ll think? )  bokuto however DID learn a spell to transform himself into an owl -- and then he got stuck. akaashi had to save him. he spent the time transformed with akaashi because akaashi both doesn’t trust kuroo with an owl!bokuto who would probably do something stupid and get caught.  movie nights ! in the hufflepuff dorm ! bokuto invites everyone ! he bakes ! it’s warm and he makes sure everyone is satisfied ! big piles of pile just laying on each other. especially bokuto who has no sense of personal space.  bokuto waiting for someone to eat something he made and then questioning them afterwards about how it tasted, was it good, could it be better?  freckles on his back. i don’t make the rules.  he makes sure to give akaashi and kuroo a gold sticker every day. he seeks them out.  i bet akaashi is really good with astronomy too , so he goes up to the tower a lot, so bokuto just grabs his broom and flies up there and through a window screaming his name.