"Hey, Kenma, who are you talking to?" Think that I'm beautiful?" After what felt like the longest ten seconds of his life, a sudden shudder charged down Akaashi's spine, causing goose bumps to rise on his flesh. Bokuto blinked slowly. He thought the video had gone by too quickly, but it had actually lasted a little under thirty seconds. He found some and said them without a second thought. Akaashi sighed and lazily dragged his finger along the d-pad. ", "I do, but I don't want to watch it. what disease did, bokuto have in another life. (Not my story all credits goes to LittleLuxray on ao3) I'm", "Don't." Akaashi raised his eyebrows. He looked around in weary haste, but calmed quickly once his memory had returned to him. Akaashi paused for a long moment and said nothing for a while. Akaashi watched as the screen went to black, and it was then that he placed the phone back on his nightstand, choosing to ignore the message. Kuroo's the heavier one. If there was one thing that Akaashi had learned about Bokuto in the little time that he'd known him, it was that he wasn't too fond of staying locked up indoors. He then tossed it to Bokuto once he was close enough. Bokuto looked back up and thought for a moment, then nodded. Watching as Bokuto ran forward, Akaashi set the ball perfectly. When he had, however, instead of shutting his phone off and trying to force a few hours of sleep upon himself, Akaashi stared at the phone screen longingly, and read the last messages that were sent between them. [I must have texted you while you were asleep!]. He has a solid and muscular build. The black haired male bounced the ball again and walked over to position. Covid and farm animals: nine pandemics that changed the world Bokuto pulled off Akaashi's jacket. Akaashi laced his fingers together and dug his nails into the backs of his hands. "Stop trying to act like this isn't such a big deal You may not think it is, but I" He paused and reached his arms out to get in another shove. Akaashi muttered. In Another Life by LittleLuxray | Goodreads Akaashi took a shot at it. He moved closer, his other hand taking hold of Bokuto's. WE HAVE TO PLAY TOGETHER.]. Weakly, Akaashi parted his lips. I just met him." I was so weak, and it'd gotten to the point where I could barely breath. 75. He continued to stare on as he talked. "I'll show you." He looked at the message Bokuto had sent him the night before. "I'm fine now.". Bokuto curled in on himself and pushed his hands into his hood pocket. Akaashi groaned softly and covered his face. It was moments like these that made Akaashi realize just how much of an innocent soul Bokuto really was. Ridiculous." Kuroo started down the hall, Bokuto trailing after him. He did not give Akaashi time to voice his guess as he then moved his finger to point at his eye, then finally at Akaashi. But as he spoke about his favorite scene, Akaashi could sense a powerful vibe coming from him One that wasn't there before. "Are you sure you should be going out in the cold like that?". The familiar voice made Akaashi's throat tighten. [Nightmare? "I can barely keep my eyes open by day, and can barely keep them closed by night." It was cold and shook in short bursts. The last thing he wanted to do was wake him up, so they lay in silence for minutes on end. Bokuto replied, lifting his head. "I don't want you to grow any m-more attached to me th-than y-you already are. He intended on closing his eyes and falling asleep for real afterwards, but after having felt his mattress shake for the fourth time, he opened his eyes. "So, how was it, watching the movie for the thousandth time?" He turned his head weakly, and his body along with it. His laughter died down along with Akaashi's. "So How are you taking all of this, if I may ask? Bokuto's voice rang out from the room this time. I would have Kenma say bye, too, but-" He turned his head to look around, "He left the room? I've heard a lot about you in the short hour that I've been here.". "So we were going to step outside for a minute or two in order to get this owl to shut up.". He didn't bother to check. please dont make this flop i has to rearead EVERYTHING just so that i could be in the "feels" making this video. In seconds, his hand was calm again. That familiar feeling of dread was rising from deep within him, something Akaashi wanted to forget. Bokuto no longer smelled like a hospital. His hand held onto one of Bokuto's very thin arms, and his thumb would occasionally rub up and down to comfort him. I never meant to drag you into my life". He pulled and tugged at them restlessly. Looking up from the laptop screen, Bokuto directed his attention to Akaashi. He faked a smile. He swallowed once, hoping to get rid of the lump in his throat. "Are you here every day?". "Anything but," Bokuto retorted, sitting upright in bed. i also really appreciated their dialogue and certain scenes they had together (when they play volleyball + when he sneaks out to visit + seeing the snow + "you are beautiful" through the notes app). He could sense the heavy amount of reluctance in each movement that Bokuto's hand carried out. It was very unsettling. "I've been cooped up in this place for too long. Akaashi felt his palm- warm, full, caressing the round of his face. His hands tensed, relaxed, and rested against his neck. The sound of the palm of Bokuto's hand meeting the ball sounded much like an explosion. Akaashi was glad. btw, HERES THE DISCORD SERVER!! Akaashi watched as one of Bokuto's hands twitched involuntarily, and to his dismay, it wouldn't stop. Though Bokuto's speaking skills weren't as good as they used to be, he was still the more talkative one out of the two. This entire past month hasn't been any different for him, though. If you watched Haikyuu, and anime, I would definitely recommend this ebook. But always, he'd receive nothing. Akaashi never knew that Bokuto was one to suddenly sulk on a dime. His head rested against the bed, slumped to the side, facing away from Akaashi. "Let's just go.". At that moment, he turned away and walked off, feeling he wouldn't be able to leave if he'd lasted one more second in the room. He directed his attention to a grinning Bokuto who eagerly sat up in bed. What is it?" An old friend." Staring down wide-eyed at the floor of the hospital room, Bokuto fought to find words. When this would happen, he'd pull a frustrated expression for only a moment before his face grew too tired to hold it any longer. what disease did, bokuto have in another life "I told you I would" He all but murmured against Bokuto's shoulder. 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. I've realized that I don't want to come here anymore. He leaned back in his chair. You always do.". "What are you doing? Seeing this display unfold before him, Akaashi could barely think. They shared the same navy blue knit blanket and huddled up beneath it, keeping each other warm in the best way that they could. "I told you I had my moments every so often.". The disembodied voice came from off screen. "I Don't Usually text," Akaashi murmured. Bokuto nodded once more. "I have to go, Bokuto." He looked around. He only accepted my company. His voice was full of excitement as he proceeded to enter the name for his new contact. He talked about you all the time when he first met y-". Bokuto's disembodied laughter rang throughout the garden, as if to prove Kenma right. In another life (bokuaka) - In another life - Wattpad All he could do was watch in muted anguish as Bokuto finally accepted what had become of his short lived life. "And my hallucinations aren't all that bad. I never said that I was.". He spoke just loudly enough for Bokuto to hear him. 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. He knew that once they found out, they would take Bokuto away from him. He wished he could fight it, but he knew there was no possible way for him to. A grin ghosted across Akaashi's lips as well, but it was quick to vanish. I don't want to know them. He paused. He swallowed thickly and looked out the window. "That was your idea of a joke?". Akaashi's tone was monotonous, but Kuroo didn't fail to detect the venom that lined each word prior to his last sentence. He'd only spoken to Kuroo once before, and they barely exchanged any words. Something told him that those words weren't meant for the movie, but Akaashi shoved this thought away. "I used to handle the cold better than this." Thin lips pressed into an even thinner line. ", A laugh escaped Bokuto, the sound curling his lips into a smile. I read it about a month ago and I still haven't managed to explain the plot to someone without crying XD. Akaashi and Bokuto carried a sort of unspoken communication with each other. He'd nodded off for a brief moment, with his arms crossed and his head resting on a thick bundle of pillows. He almost didn't want to come today, either. His hands showed what his face dared not. Akaashi eyeballed the small male for a long second, knowing that he wouldn't look up to catch him. tip: austen words:10000-50000 sort:title. Akaashi's grip tightened around his phone. This time, a weak sound left Bokuto's throat through a closed mouth, and he nodded. In The Other Life - Chapter 1 - miyozun - Archive of Our Own Once he did, Bokuto continued. He swallowed thickly. He didn't get up to alert the nurses, or the doctors, or anyone in the hospital. i was disappointed they didn't fricking kiss and bokuto's death is just the saddest thing in the world. He didn't wait for Kuroo to respond and glanced into Bokuto's room. "He turned twenty only three months ago", Akaashi lowered his head. "Um Bokuto? He grinned from ear to ear. Akaashi managed to say, staring out into the distance. There's a storm coming. His emerald eyes met golden ones. As Akaashi lay there, quiet, listening to Bokuto's strained breathing, he opened his mouth to speak. Bokuto found himself smiling. He turned his head to look out the window, eyeing the moon timidly. "One, maybe two months at most, if I'm lucky. Akaashi figured that Bokuto would keep to himself for the rest of the night, so he put his focus back to trying to sleep. His only intention was leaving. When it falls, I want to go out and stand in it.". That had been the fifth time that month where Akaashi had to tear himself out of another nightmare. This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers. "I don't want to." ", "I Don't know." An exhausted breath left him, and Akaashi finally fell asleep. "Well, even if you wanted to, I wouldn't have an answer for you." The taller, dark haired male gestured to them. It reminded him of his home Bokuto nearly bumped into Akaashi as he stopped to enter his room. He kept his weary yellow eyes on Akaashi, waiting for him to nod. He chuckled and rubbed at his face wearily. Why must I always run into the strange ones? "Sorry." He looked up, gazed at Akaashi past his bleached blonde bangs, and straightened his back in the slightest way possible. I was the only one willing to give it to him." ], [You probably fell asleep. With this, he raised a quivering hand and his index finger. The words echoed in Akaashi's head, as if they'd been spoken aloud. He looked at him and exhaled through his nose quietly. DEFINITELY. 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. "He does. He could feel the ignorance emanating off of Bokuto's text messages. He hated how difficult it had become for him to tell apart the real things from the fake ones. He looked up, and his gaze found Bokuto's. His eyes widened as much as they could. This earned a gasp from him. It's so good that I hate it so much because the sheer amount of pain it caused me. I loved this. A cool breeze passed through the garden just then, and in the distance, Bokuto held on tight to the burgundy knit scarf around his neck to keep warm. He didn't want to. He read up on the symptoms and blinked gently, a hand over his lips. A small thumb rubbed at the system's screen to remove a smudge. Akaashi already knew where he had to go. "And nothing you say will make me leave.". Akaashi stuffed the sheets into his bag. Akaashi placed the box back onto the counter and huffed softly. "I understand, but I still have to go." I was just thinking." He was ecstatic. Furrowing his brow, Akaashi stared at his phone screen and lay his head down sideways. Don't you have it in your laptop? "Good" Bokuto eased back and buried his head into his pillow. "Please, it will only take a second. Akaashi literally found nothing special about Bokuto. "Alright." He's sick. "What? Surely enough, snow was falling, and in chunks too, but this did not grasp Bokuto's attention. He was nothing more than a blanket with a head. I knew this was the most notorious/popular fic in the Haikyuu!! Nov 3, 2020 - Read Fan art (2) from the story In another life bokuto x akaashi by bakutosbigbooty with 18,728 reads. He watched Bokuto with a wary gaze, unaware of what he was to say next. I'm usually around Kuroo, so" He shrugged with little energy. Bokuto's breathing was quiet, and his hand never really remained still for a long time. "No. Realizing this, Akaashi decided to take action instead and reach out to comfort him, but not even this he could do. Sarayu Suni - In Another Life: Akaashi's POV Lyrics - Genius It's Akaashi. Ahhhh I know you didn't tell me to send a video, but, I'm not someone who follows rules." "Well then, if you had a second chance" Akaashi hesitated. This story is a heart wrenching major character death story. "I know that I'm unbearable. Bokuto had always been struggling to keep a positive front, but inside, he was falling apart all along. Akaashi closed his eyes against him. He held his breath, then proceeded to ask again. He'd be furious with everyone in there, and he knew that the same pain burned within Akaashi, too. To this, Bokuto's arm fell and rested lightly on his stomach. He reached a hand out and touched Bokuto's forehead. So he didn't care anymore. He stood there, hesitant, uninterested, indifferent. I think you'd better leave 'em both alone.". Not me llorando a la 1am por culpa de esto. Another two weeks had passed since Akaashi had seen Bokuto, but this time, he waited outside of the hospital, several meters away from the entrance. "What is it? what disease did, bokuto have in another lifekanawha county board of education. But even if he has, that's not what I meant." The drastic weight loss was awful enough, but as if to add insult to injury, Bokuto's worsening condition also made it increasingly difficult for him to walk, move, and speak. They were thin and bony, and he could see those smooth blue veins curling over the bones beneath his flesh. "My parents aren't home.". "Please hold onto it, Bokuto.". "How insensitive of me" He furrowed his brow, mentally scolding himself. I was sobbing so hard at the end I legit thought I was going to pass out. 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. 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. Such a task as easy as swallowing was now a problem for Bokuto, too, and after many failed attempts at keeping his food down, or getting it to go down in the first place, the nurses found it would be best if Bokuto received nourishment the only other way possible, and that was through a tube. Akaashi shared a bench with Kenma. "What are you smiling at?" Akaashi sighed. That was, until he saw a familiar face. Relaxing his head against the crook of Bokuto's neck, Akaashi blinked wearily and stared off into the distance. "" Bokuto looked up to stare out the window again. Do something As if he were one of the living dead, Akaashi forced one leg forward, then the next, until he was touching the bed side. He looked in Akaashi's direction. "Ninety-seven pounds, right? hasjhjaa currently crying. "I wonder if Bokuto knows about all of this." Bokuto resisted, standing firm in place. "Thank you, Koutarou." He could feel his heartbeat thumping hard against his chest, as if it wanted to break free. I've just got something to take care of, but I'll be sure to visit you tomorrow.". Bokuto grumbled to himself. "You will get through this. He looked around and moved his fingers, trying to make out a phone. Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. But in the end, I couldn't move. "Well, I'll be going now.". Akaashi liked it when this happened. The hand that supported his weight against the windowsill trembled without pause, and his other remained outside, shaking in the cold dead of night. "I'm fine." His lips quivered before he could form his words. He'd scroll up, up, up until the first text, then would scroll all the way down again, waiting for the ellipse to appear on the lower left side of the screen. Mental Illnesses of Haikyuu | Anime Amino He watched the window quietly, paying no mind to his visitor, or so Akaashi thought. "I was drowning." For example, I've actually never cried over a manga/anime/book because that's just how I am, but I still say that I cried because that's how I felt at the time even though I didn't literally and physically cry. You don't have to say it now if you don't want to.". I knew how the book would end but i still cried. Minutes passed, and in time, Akaashi could feel Bokuto relaxing against him, the signs of fatigue finally wearing him down. Akaashi stared on as his mind searched for words. Those yellow eyes were gleaming. "What used to be your position back when you would play?" From: Bokuto (Sent July 29th at 11:56 PM). He waves goodbye to his sister, shuts the door, and then walks to school, taking in a breath of the cool morning air. Whatever was left of Akaashi's smile faded. I don't think I've ever heard you laugh, or seen you smile for that matter. But that still doesn't make me a better person. He tried to open his mouth to say them, but he performed another action instead. Kuroo leaned forward and joined his hands together. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too.The hospital AU that no body asked for, but that I took upon myself to write. Akaashi reached his arms out and pushed Bokuto away. "For a guy who's name is Kuroo, he sure is a colorful one." "I was the team captain, and the ace." Akaashi stirred in bed slightly and let out a weak grunt. Akaashi's phone vibrated against his forehead. "Were you sick? FFI?" Sho | Ghibli Wiki | Fandom "I guess you can Just as long as you're feeling better. But he wasn't, then." This was not what he wanted. Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. "Hey- hey!" All he cared about was the fact that Bokuto was still with him, next to him, breathing, alive. He brought his hand down to his side. He turned the chair so that he was now facing Bokuto from the front. 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 It was the weakest sound Akaashi had ever heard. "Take a seat. It was a quiet laugh. Akaashi pulled Bokuto back inside. He reached a hand out to turn on the lamp that sat on his nightstand. "So Three hours is nothing." He recoiled with a grunt. "Things happen.". He made his way up the same path, walking swiftly and without pause. Lying next to Akaashi, a ghostly pale Bokuto smiled. He threw it open and faced Bokuto, who was jogging to him with a smile and a shiver in each step. "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. And to have gotten to know you". He held his face against the corpse's neck, just beneath the jawline, breathing in all that was left of Bokuto. He probably had a thousand things to say, but he kept them all at bay and instead rolled onto his side, facing away from Akaashi. Dissociative disorders - Symptoms and causes - Mayo Clinic - Mayo Clinic 15 jun. When the screen lit up, a text message from Bokuto waited there for him. Hunter's new YA thriller about a girl who learns that she may have been kidnapped as a child, and must race to uncover the truth about her past before she winds up a victim. I'm trying to detach myself. He paused for a moment, then spoke up again. No one. Akaashi spoke in a calm, slow voice. Here we are. Why did he lack the understanding of just how serious his condition was? His golden eyes searched the room for Akaashi. Akaashi entered his room and shut the door behind Bokuto. Genres Fan FictionLGBTRomanceBoys LoveAnimeQueerManga 104 pages, ebook Published January 1, 2015 Book details & editions There, he parted the glass slightly. I mean, will they let you out of the hospital? His hands rested on his stomach, the dark blanket surrounding him from behind, but slipping off just enough for his torso to be exposed. Blatantly, he thanked her, and continued on his way, passing by several rooms as he did so. He felt the gentlest of taps against his arm, and he turned his head to meet eyes that were as concerned as they were exhausted. "Thank you." He figured he would tell his parents that the people in the hospital were too occupied with everything else to tend to him. "No, it's alright. His eyes stared forward, uninterested in the information desk several meters from him. His eyes were half-lidded and glued to the screen, his face void of emotion. 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. "Alright" He closed his eyes. Akaashi inhaled quietly. Bokuto's head lolled to the side, directing his attention back to the movie. His thumb aimlessly hovered over the keyboard, thinking of what to type. Bokuto stuck his head out of the window slightly and kept it there as the snowflakes fell all around him. If you ever interact with him in even the slightest, you'll be reminded of just how good a person he really is.
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