Thank you for stopping by, your interest means everything to me. He had to force himself to say the mere four words. The condition can cause memory loss, delusions or depression. Akaashi entered his room and shut the door behind Bokuto. The various identities control a person's behavior at different times. "And my hallucinations aren't all that bad. Akaashi managed to say, staring out into the distance. He knit his fingers together and kept his eyes down, anticipating when the first boom of thunder would sound. (Not my story all credits goes to LittleLuxray on ao3) He held onto the IV stand with one hand and Akaashi's hand with his other as he hobbled over to the window. He gripped his phone in his hand and took in a deep breath, filling his lungs with all the air that he could before he exhaled through his nostrils. Akaashi stared through the stranger. "I don't think I want to ask about the symptoms of this illness.". Hesitating for only a second, he reached his hand out and took the device into his hands. "What's it called?" Akaashi woke up to the feeling of sunlight against his face. It made Akaashi pity him, to say the least. But sometimes, he wouldn't answer certain questions, despite Akaashi asking them twice. Everything was neat and placed perfectly here and there, giving Akaashi's house a warm atmosphere to it. ", Shrugging one shoulder, Akaashi grabbed his phone. He sat at home in bed, with a snug fitting shirt on and his hair an absolute mess. The sky burned a strong, orange glow as the sun set in the distance. Akaashi nodded once, and that was all that Bokuto needed to hear before he ran off to retrieve the ball. He turned around. He reached into his pocket to fish out his phone, and pushed call on one of his contacts. So they don't mind. Bokuto asked aloud, finally pulling his hands from his hood pockets. The familiar voice made Akaashi's throat tighten. I know a gymnasium we can go to], [Is that too long a wait? This is strange. "Shit- shit." He watched as Kuroo walked away, far enough for small details to become blurred. He understood where Akaashi was coming from and didn't even think of holding his icy tone against him. This was his way of saying he was feeling alright. Akaashi laced his fingers together and dug his nails into the backs of his hands. He stared in Bokuto's direction, at him this time. Kenma didn't give him a chance to respond. Akaashi flinched. He felt his heart rate accelerate, and his throat tightened as his vision blurred. His hand trembled harder with each passing second, as if the movement would cause Bokuto to wake up. ", Akaashi nearly scoffed. At one point, he reached a hand up to grab the beanie off of his head, and he aimlessly chucked it to the ground with force. He was wasting time, asking for something that he did not want in the least. He hissed the words under his breath, openly frustrated with the situation. He pulled the thick blanket over himself with much effort. He faked a smile. It seemed that, after finally hearing his pent up thoughts aloud, they had frayed his nerves more than he thought they would. Bokuto would've taken an hour. "He turned twenty only three months ago", Akaashi lowered his head. "You seem a bit anxious." ", "I get panic attacks when you're not around," Bokuto answered simple-mindedly. Bokuto stared down at the white clump of melting ice, and with one finger, he pressed against it to watch it fall apart. Standing at the side of Bokuto's bed, Akaashi glanced to the open door that led to the hallway. "I know that I'm unbearable. Once the second sob had left him, he felt himself spiraling. "Close your eyes for the time being." "I'm already in Death row. which ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY BROKE ME TO PIECES. Frankly speaking, it had no affect on him in the slightest. Partly be-cause I was too afraid to read up on it. If you ever interact with him in even the slightest, you'll be reminded of just how good a person he really is. "I won't leave you." I read 5 sad hq ff cz I'm a broken idiot and the galaxy is endless and in another life hurt me on such a deep level. He rubbed his face quietly. Eventually, Bokuto drew back his hand and let it fall to his side. The both of them didn't exchange any words after that, ending the conversation just as suddenly as it had started. Such an energetic texter, Bokuto was. This was so so sad, I cried at the end. Akaashi raised his eyebrows. Kind of confusing, but good. Kuroo's voice was reserved and reluctant. The words had come as such a shock to Bokuto that he'd paused and looked up at Akaashi. He looked up and grinned, and waved wildly in Akaashi's direction. He urged him to keep the blanket around him, but Bokuto insisted that he leave it behind. He managed a feeble shrug and turned to continue on with the movie that he'd watched for the thirtieth time already. "I know." He's sick. "I used to handle the cold better than this." Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Akaashi entered the building and greeted the woman at the front desk, as always. He turned his head weakly, and his body along with it. Bokuto looked down at Akaashi's hand. He rubbed the back of his neck. "He's a bit more of An ass, to say the least." But most of the time, he only sat there and continued to watch nothing. Thick, white eyebrows raised above yellow hues. Press J to jump to the feed. ", Akaashi looked down. His arms and legs were stiff, as were his eyes. "What are you smiling at?" He pulled himself closer to Bokuto, and nudged his face into the warmth of his neck. There was something strange about the excitement in his tone. He exerted more force into his arms, getting Bokuto to take a step back. Kuroo panned the phone to his side, and a blurred Kenma came into focus on screen. "All the people who've contracted this disease eventually die within a year or less" This part was read aloud. He wanted to know if it was real or not. "I understand. Turning his attention back to him, Bokuto met Akaashi's gaze. His head was down and his fingers moved swiftly over the buttons on the gaming device that he held in his hands. He didn't know how to react, didn't know what to do or say, but as he searched for the right words to speak, or the right thing to do, Akaashi found himself doing something he didn't expect of himself. "Do you think you can toss to me?". I was just thinking." ", "When I said that it would be a tough mess for them to clean up" Akaashi sounded genuinely confused. Akaashi went straight into the reading. Akaashi didn't want to bring up the fact that Bokuto probably would no longer possess the ability to walk by the time any snow did get a chance to fall, so he kept his mouth shut. "Please hold onto it, Bokuto.". "Just Because" He replied in what almost sounded like a surprised tone. Bokuto followed, his arm still around him. He wanted nothing to do with it. Akaashi cocked his head back to demonstrate this, with his finger tapping his chin. i was disappointed they didn't fricking kiss and bokuto's death is just the saddest thing in the world. Akaashi let out a half-assed grunt and continued to stare forward. He turned the chair so that he was now facing Bokuto from the front. But in the end, I couldn't move. He couldn't find his pulse. He moved closer, his other hand taking hold of Bokuto's. ", Turning his head, Bokuto looked at Akaashi. Again, if he hadn't known any better, Akaashi would have figured that Bokuto was already fast asleep. He watched the window quietly, paying no mind to his visitor, or so Akaashi thought. sutton united average attendance; Bokuto looked up, surprised, and glanced back down at the snack in his hands. by | Jun 30, 2022 | niebaum coppola family select | brian allen rams high school | Jun 30, 2022 | niebaum coppola family select | brian allen rams high school People with dissociative disorders escape reality in ways that are involuntary and unhealthy and cause problems with functioning in everyday life. When would he ever use it again? Akaashi realized that those smiles he'd seen before were smiles of denial forced grins that tried desperately to trick Bokuto into thinking that everything would be fine. "You will get through this. At the very least, definitely one of the most impactful. " Is that why you came here? Kuroo's the heavier one. So i havent seen ppl talking about this so i m guessing i m the only one who thinks this and its prolly CRAZY but HEAR ME OUT i think akaashi is now have same disease as bokuto and first he coulndt fell asleep and now he is also seeing hallucinations and prolly he will also die like bokuto but the diffrence being he was there for bokuto but sadly there will be no one by his side and he will die alone but surely with a smile on his face cause he can finally meet bokuto in after life. Sorry for always messaging you so late. That was enough for Akaashi to remove his hand from in front his mouth slowly, moving it to rest it over his chin. He pressed his lips into a thin line and fell backwards on his bed. His hands squeezed tightly around the navy blue blanket that enveloped him. It was the longest minute he'd ever been forced to sit through. They asked him questions. I may not be as sharp as I used to, but that whole 'Time flies when you're having fun,' rule still applies to me, even today.". Akaashi drew in a breath, but found that he couldn't say anything. He breathed in sharply. I never said that I was.". He turned his head to the side, towards Bokuto's. He was the only person who could get him through those horrible moments, after all. His green eyes then fell to study his paling skin; his veins were easily noticeable now, and they bulged from beneath his flesh whenever he moved. He feared he wouldn't be able to pull himself out of this state, but then it occurred to him that he was not alone in this. left kudos on this work. "And nothing you say will make me leave.". He held them against his frame in the twenty degree weather, and though many people gave him strange looks and watched him side-ways, none of this affected him in the slightest. They don't know how to H-heal me, so" From beneath the blanket, Akaashi could see Bokuto's shoulders rise and fall. "Hm? Akaashi relaxed then, keeping the sleeping act alive. I never asked." The same thing happened to him some two and a half months ago. Though he'd gotten thinner, his arms still had some power to them. Pursing his lips, Akaashi let his head fall back into the pillows. "This is Kuroo, a close friend of mine. He was glad that Akaashi found company in him. "So Three hours is nothing." It had been so long since he'd heard something so loud. The black haired male bounced the ball again and walked over to position. right so, bokuto passes away while akaashi is in his hands, and basically at the end i'm pretty sure akaashi has a hallucination of bokuto where he says "I found you." They were still wrapped up in whatever conversation they were having. Akaashi squeezed his hands together to keep them from shaking uncontrollably. Three times, Bokuto jolted awake involuntarily, and three times, he covered his eyes with his forearm and heaved a quiet sigh. He stared down at the screen, his brow furrowing slightly. Bokuto kept silent. It was so weak and feeble, it could barely be heard, but it was there, and Akaashi could hear it, so that was enough for Bokuto. Feeling that it would be rude to interrupt Bokuto's conversation with whoever the other person was, Akaashi strode over to the seats and sat one chair away from the gaming stranger. "But" Akaashi shocked himself with that one word. Akaashi muttered. The light that came from outside reflected off of Bokuto's teardrops, lighting his face up in the most gentle of ways. Just what kind of guy was he? Akaashi spoke in a calm, slow voice. He then reached out and took hold of Bokuto's arm to help him back to the bed. He touched at it lightly, twirled it shakily between his fingers, and studied it, but he never ate it. (does that make sense?). A small thumb rubbed at the system's screen to remove a smudge. I would have Kenma say bye, too, but-" He turned his head to look around, "He left the room? In its latest offering, 'Another Life', it has 'Battlestar Galactica' star, Katee Sackhoff, play the role of a woman who leads a team of astronauts into deep space to discover the . Bokuto flinched hard enough to make the bed shake. ", Bokuto stared at Akaashi. He couldn't look at his face. ", "It's not." Bokuto pulled off Akaashi's jacket. Kuroo spoke to him, and Akaashi listened and often responded. "Don't be sorry." His eyes were glued to Akaashi's, and Akaashi found that he was unable to look away. "Don't do that." It lit Bokuto's face up just enough for Akaashi to take in those healthy features that were staring back at him. I loved this. Akaashi pulled his arms in close, wrapping the sheets around himself. It took him some time to get down what he wanted to say, but after several minutes, he withdrew his hand. Sucking his teeth, Bokuto pulled the blanket up to just beneath his chin. He reached his arm out and held his phone in front of Bokuto for him to type. Looking up from the laptop screen, Bokuto directed his attention to Akaashi. "I spoke to Kuroo most of the time, so it doesn't count.". Akaashi placed the box back onto the counter and huffed softly. They were the only two in the gym. "My room is this way.". ", The male who stood across from Akaashi shifted his weight to one leg. That had been the fifth time that month where Akaashi had to tear himself out of another nightmare. With a heavy heart, he spoke. ], [They think I'm interning. His only intention was leaving. Akaashi was glad to have made it in time. "Kuroo looks happy now. A sheepish grin curled Akaashi's lips. After this, he would repeat the same process, paying little to no mind to the freezing cold that surrounded him. "I told you I would" He all but murmured against Bokuto's shoulder. He studied the small needle that was lodged into Bokuto's forearm, eyed the thin tube that was attached to this, and followed it up to the bag of IV fluid that hung above his head. A trembling, tender laugh escaped Akaashi. With one elbow on the bed, he held his phone so that the both of them could see. He knew that once they found out, they would take Bokuto away from him. He found he had nothing more to say. You like volleyball too?! As Akaashi lay there, quiet, listening to Bokuto's strained breathing, he opened his mouth to speak. Has he ever done anything bad? He laughed again, louder this time. I've watched this movie so many times, I actually fell asleep." Bokuto stuck his head out of the window slightly and kept it there as the snowflakes fell all around him. "If you would please listen." He continued to stare on as he talked. 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?? ", "It's more than that!" "I'm very bad at measuring time now, too, if you haven't noticed. ", Silently, the dark haired male frowned. My face was the only thing sticking out." He wanted healthy friends that he could talk to on a regular basis, not one sick friend who he'd have to invest personal and emotional time into. Bokuto's answer was delayed. Akaashi asked sincerely. ", Akaashi clenched his jaw behind a mildly irritated face. Bokuto turned his head, the pillow crumpling under his neck. Bokuto nodded once more. "Come." Akaashi figured it was safe to say that Bokuto had already begun to pull Kenma back in. "I've been insensitive", A laugh bubbled out from Bokuto. It doesn't make any sense.". He'd flinched hard and sat up quickly, closing his hand over his mouth to subdue the almost hysteric sounds that came from him. Anything is fine." The sounds of their sneakers squeaking against the gym floor was so memory inducing, it caused Akaashi to take a moment and reminisce on the old days, as if doing so would take him back in time to when he'd play volleyball every single day after school. The practice of. And even if he could speak, he wouldn't have been able to talk for long considering the state he was in. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too. Create an account to follow your favorite communities and start taking part in conversations. "That was when he learned about the disease. At least I'm not the only one now. Unless Bokuto was purposely playing the fool. "Because you said you were okay, and I knew you weren't.". This time, Kuroo was the one to grunt, the sound coming from deep within his chest. His frustration was unmasked. He walked ahead quickly, straight into the room. June 2, 2022 by by "I would stay if it were up to me. "Yes." Bokuto swallowed thickly and toyed with the Pocky in his hand. Their walking then slowed to a halt, and it was then that Akaashi had become aware of the new individual who'd invaded his personal space. Akaashi stared at the text message and let out a shaking sigh. At one point in his dream, Akaashi looked out the window. He tried desperately to hold it in. "Yeah, but Do You think it will snow soon? Bokuto nodded and looked up at Akaashi once again. Akaashi watched Bokuto, listening to every word he said. Despite this, Akaashi did not miss the look of slight nervousness that claimed Bokuto's features.