i'm in spain but the s is silent. Seeing this display unfold before him, Akaashi could barely think. Bokuto looked back up and thought for a moment, then nodded. With his hand clinging to his neck, he slowly looked up to find that Akaashi was staring back at him with vacant eyes, void of all known emotion. But even so, Bokuto still suffered from trembling spells, and they would come in small, short bursts and last only several seconds before his body became too weak to keep it up. Akaashi did not give him time to react to this as he moved closer still, and when he was close enough, he lowered his head to lean it on Bokuto's shoulder. You're probably just not an emotional person, and that's ok. Akaashi remained in place with the thought in mind that Bokuto would respect his personal space and sit a foot or two away from him, but to his apparent surprise, Bokuto leaned his head on Akaashi's shoulder and slipped an arm around him. I am still crying. i dont normally include fanfics but i read this one months ago and every time i remember it, i sob uncontrollably so i felt like it deserved a place on my profile, T-T. Is it weird to say that this is my comfort fic?? Bokuto followed, his arm still around him. He's sick. He dug his thumb nail into the side of his index finger and returned his gaze to Bokuto. He looked around and frowned, and figured it would be best to take his leave. The sky was already black. Akaashi stared at the text message and let out a shaking sigh. The last thing he wanted to do was wake him up, so they lay in silence for minutes on end. So he didn't care anymore. Akaashi looked up from his phone after sending the message and turned his head to notice that Bokuto was once again staring at him with acute interest. But now I'm kind of okay with it." We're friends." [I must have texted you while you were asleep!]. Now on to another one I have noticed. "All of this is so- ugh. He's going to be fine. Did he really think he was admitted to a hospital just because he was having trouble sleeping? "Come on" Akaashi reached a hand out to help Bokuto to his feet. I would like that. "It isn't." Bokuto was such a strange one. I'm", "Don't." He was shocked. He watched as Bokuto gathered it up in his arms and threw it around himself. He leaned back in his chair. He looked up at the sickly one when he'd said those words, trying to meet his gaze, but ultimately finding no yellow eyes to look into. i felt sad abt it, im jus really confused at the ending, like was it a dream, hallucination, afterlife,etc? Bokuto folded his arms. His lips brushed against his collarbone in desperate search of that familiar warmth. Which makes this review sound negative, BUT!! "You've been shivering. Akaashi pulled Bokuto back inside. "I didn't Want you to leave. I've realized that I don't want to come here anymore. ", "When I said that it would be a tough mess for them to clean up" Akaashi sounded genuinely confused. I thought it was what you wanted". I most definitely did not sob reading this. He was getting frustrated. It almost looked as if he were asleep. He turned his attention back to the only other in the room. "It m-makes me Feel like I'll h-have another life One beyond this one One that's better Wh.. Where I can actually wake up to you and be with y you" A smile played on his pale, thin lips. Kuroo froze. Often times, however, Akaashi would disagree with his parents, unhappy with the suggestions they'd given him. He could only watch as those tears fell at a faster pace, down onto his hospital gown and onto the floor. ", Akaashi watched him carefully. ", "His entire body was relaxed. Bokuto flinched hard enough to make the bed shake. ", Shrugging one shoulder, Akaashi grabbed his phone. They both seemed to be the same height, but Akaashi couldn't help but realize that Bokuto looked just a bit smaller. This might be confusing, but that's immediately what I thought. His eyes where set forward. Bokuto stared down at the white clump of melting ice, and with one finger, he pressed against it to watch it fall apart. He knew full well the name of the disease he had. ", "I am. Akaashi frowned heavily as he entered the hospital. A cold shiver curled up Akaashi's spine. He motioned for Bokuto to come closer. Bokuto refused to budge. He twisted his body to reach for the box of Pocky that sat on the counter. June 2, 2022 by by Hang in there, alright? "I've been cooped up in this place for too long. Akaashi watched closely as Bokuto mouthed and typed the name. Akaashi sat at the edge of Kuroo's bed, and he stared out the window without focus. What is it?" He climbed into bed and folded one leg, pulling over his laptop to start it up. He was paler than before, and the bags under his eyes were darker. Thin lips pressed into an even thinner line. The question came out of the blue. Bokuto breathed in deeply, the sound filling the small space around them. Someone with DID has multiple, distinct personalities. The male across from him did well in hiding the look of offense that almost surfaced upon his face. His movements were uncoordinated and slow, and the only sounds he could manage were meek and most of the time inaudible. "Just Because" He replied in what almost sounded like a surprised tone. "A-p-a-t-h-yk-u-n." Bokuto was close to saving the contact before Akaashi spoke up. Many words dashed through his mind, but he could only think of three that would be best for him to say to Akaashi. Looking back to Bokuto, he was relieved to see that he still had his attention on the window. He just didn't want to accept it. I'm not quite sure if he dies from a heartbreak or not though, trying to find that out for myself. He needed something anything to say to Bokuto, just so that he could liberate himself of the horrid feeling that threatened to overtake him. "Could you please toss to me some more?". Akaashi kept his eyes down. He held it in his shaking hands and closed his eyes in an attempt to try and find sleep again. Akaashi watched Bokuto, mesmerized by his actions. Akaashi continued to read on. Akaashi closed his eyes against him. It wasn't long before Akaashi had leaned his head on Kuroo's shoulder, as he, too, fell victim to the sorrow that slowly ate him alive. Left.". With one elbow on the bed, he held his phone so that the both of them could see. This includes Bokuto and Akaashi, as you already may know. The light that came from outside reflected off of Bokuto's teardrops, lighting his face up in the most gentle of ways. It was amazing. Akaashi stared at Bokuto, opened his mouth to say something, but found that he couldn't form even one simple word. He looked at the message Bokuto had sent him the night before. I was sobbing so hard at the end I legit thought I was going to pass out. "Awful." "Of course! Bokuto grumbled to himself. Not great, but alright. Blinking, Akaashi turned his attention back to Kuroo and Bokuto. He could sense the heavy amount of reluctance in each movement that Bokuto's hand carried out. He instead allowed his actions to speak for him. Standing at the side of Bokuto's bed, Akaashi glanced to the open door that led to the hallway. As much as he didn't want to believe it, Akaashi wanted so badly to help. Another breath escaped him, slow and casual, but he'd soon learned to hold his breath when he noticed another person sitting outside in the hall, several feet from the room, where visitors could spend their time. Not me llorando a la 1am por culpa de esto. Bokuto's laughter died down and he closed his eyes. The Galaxy Is Endless (I Thought We Were, Too) - Goodreads ", Akaashi's eyes squinted to the words, and he leaned forward in shock. They asked about the blanket and the scarf, but they never asked about Bokuto. Gazing up at Akaashi, Bokuto frowned and tried to form some words, but failed in the end. This did not faze him, however, as Bokuto only closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, allowing the burn of the winter air to fill his lungs. He pulled a mock cool expression, but this was cut short as someone else spoke up. "Thank you." Bokuto looked up, surprised, and glanced back down at the snack in his hands. I wish I could sleep like that again.". "Well, I'll be going now.". He lost the ability to walk a little more than a week ago. "Akaashi?" "Um Bokuto? "Alright" He closed his eyes. After a moment of trying to gather himself, Bokuto choked out two simple words with quivering lips. He let it fall over his stomach, and there it rested. You never miss a day Don't your parents ever ask why you come here so much? Akaashi furrowed his brow and looked outside, away from Bokuto. pathfinder: kingmaker hour of rage challenge armag . Akaashi groaned softly and covered his face. 61.7K 2.6K 3.9K. caohezi, soggycereaal, Eclipce_Kitty, sisachoo, Moonlight_Starlight, coffeeeejelly, NagitosOnlyHope, Cat_man, whaleinsea, cupcakehinata, eve_ilDoll, Levida, Hallow_Darkfrost, KeeganIsVeryDead, idyllicjade, aizawasscarf, Bl00d_Gutz404, lemon_lime2021, mxrey, Average_Fangirl330, Mii15, jevil_Jay, linom, Gay_MentallyIll_Rat, jellyforfish, Len_Kiwi, barwinek, Another_Usuario, ry_jv, hyaracinth, si11y1i1y, f4iiries, Melicity, ImmediatelyWriting, Wigglyflapjacks, zhengokokok, hualiansss, ordeal, DinDin_akdifbsidsbdi_human, stxrsprxte, anonymousxbelle, Hypsilon, BubblegumTerminator, DrarryxLover, xumiun, Vas_vlas, Alidareisss, Penepon, FivePointsManhattan, Rey_xx, and 28352 more users My friend is." "What doesn't?" i'm internally SOBBING. He looked at Akaashi with heavy lidded eyes. "Yes.". Akaashi couldn't help but almost smile back, his lips barely twitching. He kept his head down and played the fool, pretending he didn't see Akaashi. That was enough for Akaashi to remove his hand from in front his mouth slowly, moving it to rest it over his chin. He then turned his attention to Akaashi. Bokuto no longer smelled like a hospital. "No. He swallowed once, hoping to get rid of the lump in his throat. Looking down swiftly, Akaashi's sights locked onto his hands. Akaashi's eyes widened, his emotions now falling victim to a strange mix of fear and fury. All he had to offer was a, "The pleasure is mine," before moving forward to try and usher Bokuto back into his room. rockin' the west coast prayer group; easy bulky sweater knitting pattern. Pursing his lips, Akaashi let his head fall back into the pillows. Akaashi placed the small, white compressed lump of snow into Bokuto's palm. From the background of the video, a low voice could be heard. Bokuto's head lay against Akaashi's shoulder. It was the weakest sound Akaashi had ever heard. Akaashi watched curiously as Bokuto's lips quivered into a wide grin, and as the light captured his features, Akaashi realized just how embarrassed Bokuto actually was. to enjoy it, and okay, maybe you'll regret it when you're crying so hard you might pass out at 3am, but ultimately you'll be glad you read this masterpiece. Akaashi cast a weary look in Bokuto's direction, gave a nod, and continued on his way until he was out of the building. Akaashi laced his fingers together and dug his nails into the backs of his hands. The soft touch of Akaashi's hair against his chin comforted Bokuto, and pulled him into a relaxed state. "Just breathe with me.". "You can sit anywhere." But then he spoke up again. ", "I get panic attacks when you're not around," Bokuto answered simple-mindedly. The practice of. In no time, Akaashi is ready and prepared for school. An embarrassed chuckle escaped him. their spirits found each other again as they moved on to "another life". In dismay, Bokuto sat up in bed and slowly reached around his neck to pull off the warm piece of cloth. He couldn't stand his parents' persistent natures, but he was somewhat relieved to be out of the house, to say the least. "If you would please listen." I would have Kenma say bye, too, but-" He turned his head to look around, "He left the room? No words were exchanged for a moment, and soon, the short amount of silence had become awkward. He chuckled and rubbed at his face wearily. Without a voice, Bokuto couldn't keep up a conversation as well as he used to, no matter how hard he tried. I am weak.If anyone here has also watched, and enjoyed, the movie Cloud Atlas, then I hope this hits closer to home than usual.I really hope that whoever reads this enjoys. Akaashi almost smiled. Akaashi sat up and placed his phone on the counter. He wanted to rid himself of this feeling, rid himself of this silence, so he searched his mind in haste for any word that came to mind. Akaashi pressed play, and a video of Kuroo started to play. "Of course." Akaashi lifted his head from his pillow and reached a hand out to grab his phone. More than 100,000 cattle were confirmed infected. The taller, dark haired male gestured to them. "Hey, Kenma, who are you talking to?" Akaashi stared through the stranger. Show him a movie or play a game with him that would result in him to calm down quickly. Sorry for always messaging you so late. "Yeah. ", Akaashi was straightforward, but he wasn't heartless. And at such an early damn age, too?" Especially before certain volleyball matches." Dissociative disorders - Symptoms and causes - Mayo Clinic - Mayo Clinic Bokuto swatted Akaashi's hands away. He expected to hear a whine of resistance from him, but instead received nothing. "I know." the chaotic, crazy, happy-when-he's-not-in-emo-mode bokuto crying absolutely broke me. His hand trembled harder with each passing second, as if the movement would cause Bokuto to wake up. "I'm going straight to sleep.". "That's Fine with me." It was frustrating, it was infuriating, and it was overall saddening, but Akaashi could not show any of this. "I envy you. Bokuto replied, lifting his head. "Of this hospital. He strode to him quickly, cupping the already melting snow in his hands. He held it to his nose with some difficulty and breathed in the strawberry scent, then let his arm fall. Akaashi's eyes widened slightly, and his eyebrows knit together in surprise. Normally he would have been red with irritation from the sound of such irksome persistence, but the smile that would claim Bokuto's face whenever he agreed to something would make Akaashi forget all about how frustrated he was. He reached into his pocket to fish out his phone, and pushed call on one of his contacts. It was warm on him, certainly something that one would find comforting, but as he stirred in bed, he was certain that something was off. A trembling, tender laugh escaped Akaashi. His face still wore the same shade of red, but he no longer minded this. I knew how the book would end but i still cried. He remained in place silently. Surprised, Akaashi gave Bokuto his attention again. His eyes gave away just how much he missed his friend. His eyes were half-lidded and glued to the screen, his face void of emotion. He stared at Bokuto and found it difficult to look away. ", "That's the same thing!" Akaashi shifted, leaning in the direction of where he'd come from. [deleted] 2 yr. ago [removed] Surely enough, snow was falling, and in chunks too, but this did not grasp Bokuto's attention. His heart beat a mile a minute, he found it difficult to swallow, and one of his legs bounced up and down rapidly. [Yeah! He held his face against the corpse's neck, just beneath the jawline, breathing in all that was left of Bokuto. Akaashi would answer his questions coldly, with little to no emotion, but Bokuto would cherish these answers and retort with excitement in his tone. He remained in the same position and only moved his hand to wipe at his face again. The discomfort could be heard in Bokuto's voice. The tiny snowflakes deteriorated in the warmth of his palm, leaving a small puddle behind. Akaashi frowned and left his phone screen alone to dim and blacken. He left the room quickly, leaving Bokuto by his lonesome. Imagine their faces when they notice I'm not even in my room." Swiftly, Akaashi closed the window, having gathered just enough snow off the edge for him to show to Bokuto. "Do you want your scarf back?" In another life bokuto x akaashi - Fan art (2) - Pinterest Everything was neat and placed perfectly here and there, giving Akaashi's house a warm atmosphere to it. Akaashi couldn't sleep, but it wasn't because of his unfamiliarity with Bokuto that caused this. Akaashi and Bokuto carried a sort of unspoken communication with each other. And the I found you just shattered my heart like just smash it on the floor and step on it why dont you . Akaashi? Bokuto kept his finger up, then moved his hand to point it at himself. "I'm Holding it now.". "Hm? never reading fanfics again (probably will), *gestures vaguely* idk what to do with my life anymore i won't ever recover from this , I've cried so much, I really loved it, it had been a while since I don't cry with a book. (See the end of the work for more notes.). "It's warm-" Bokuto exhaled and shuddered once he was inside, slipping off his shoes. He lay on his back, with his head on some of Akaashi's pillows. Minutes passed, and in time, Akaashi could feel Bokuto relaxing against him, the signs of fatigue finally wearing him down. His golden eyes searched the room for Akaashi.