He just hoped that the night wouldn't bring him any malevolent dreams. So then why was he so cheerful about his entire situation? short haikyuu Angst 41.1K 628 426 I'm basically writing this as a vent so ya oh and cover made buy me â ï¸TRIGGER WARNING â ï¸ ï¸ On some chapter ð¥134 on wow on ⦠"Please hold onto it, Bokuto.". ", "That's the same thing!" Yes, Hitoka wishes she could go to Aobajousai and no, she hadn't got in the normal way. "No, no, no, no-" He pulled away from the windowsill and ran out of his room, straight downstairs and to the front door. A grin ghosted across Akaashi's lips as well, but it was quick to vanish. He turned to look at Akaashi. The fact that I did just means that this story, and your Bokuto, really touched my heart. Sunlight broke into the room, cascading all along the walls and floor, and casting shadows all around. I know I don't have... much time left." If you wanna read it just search up in another life haikyuu and the Ao3 first link is it. See more ideas about haikyuu, anime, haikyu! "I'll get you back to the hospital by seven in the morning.". His face still wore the same shade of red, but he no longer minded this. ", Bokuto glanced at him. "Get back into bed. Thick, white eyebrows raised above yellow hues. Akaashi managed the faintest of smiles. His head rested against the bed, slumped to the side, facing away from Akaashi. He didn't get a response, nor did he see any signs of responding. "Why not? Playing off of this, Akaashi texted for Kuroo to send an image of himself for Bokuto to see. Many words dashed through his mind, but he could only think of three that would be best for him to say to Akaashi. Bokuto tucked his hands into the pockets of his hood, his shoulders hunching. Akaashi relaxed himself against his mattress and closed his eyes, a powerless yawn leaving him. Akaashi looked at his phone to read the sentence. In Another Life Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at . He used to be thicker. Though the question was asked clearly, Bokuto didn't make a sound, nor did he move. ", Akaashi was straightforward, but he wasn't heartless. 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. "There is no known cure, huh...?" Inhaling deeply, Akaashi lingered in place, then sat down in the empty seat next to Kuroo. He pat the empty space next to him animatedly. Akaashi could feel Bokuto's enthusiasm through his text messages. im sorry that I'm being an incoherent mess of too many punctuation marks and a not very linear flow of commentary (gushing) but this was really so good!!!! It had been three days since Bokuto's passing, and surely enough, sleep did not come to Akaashi as easily as it used to. Discover (and save!) Once he did, Bokuto continued. Thank you so much for writing this. "Kuroo?" ", "Don't think so. Akaashi spoke in a calm, slow voice. Another shudder threatened to rattle him, but he kept himself still, as difficult as that was. 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. This includes Bokuto and Akaashi, as you already may know. He flinched and pulled his hand away to stare at the screen. They d...on't know how to... H-heal me, so..." From beneath the blanket, Akaashi could see Bokuto's shoulders rise and fall. Surely enough, he noticed Kenma sitting in the seat next to Bokuto's bed. "Well, I guess that's it for now. Flawless. ", Silently, the dark haired male frowned. But Akaashi knew that this wasn't the case. That familiar feeling of dread was rising from deep within him, something Akaashi wanted to forget. Akaashi reached his arms out and pushed Bokuto away. Sep 30, 2020 - Read Fan art (2) from the story In another life ꧁bokuto x akaashi꧂ by bakutosbigbooty with 6,762 reads. "Thank you." There was something strange about the excitement in his tone. He zipped his jacket up to shield himself from the harsh winds that came his way and advanced forward. I would like that. Seeing this display unfold before him, Akaashi could barely think. It would cause less spasms to grip Bokuto's body, allowing him to unwind more than he usually could. He pulled the thick blanket over himself with much effort. BokuAka isnât one of my favorite ships and this made me cry for hours. Stop asking already. "You can sit anywhere." In Another Life [Bokuaka] traducida Fanfiction. Akaashi almost smiled back, and he would have, too, if it hadn't been for the thunder that sounded its arrival from above. "Ha! At first, Akaashi thought nothing of it. "Don't apologize.". Suffers panic attacks because of them. He was only a blurred shape now, but Akaashi knew he was still there. I thought that part showed a lot of me the most, since I want to act confident sometimes, and strong, but there are things that hurt me a bit too much for me to carry on seeing, and I think that's how Kuroo felt. But in the end, I couldn't move. His eyes gave away just how much he missed his friend. Dormir no era tan facil cómo solía serlo. <3, oh man!!!!!!! I'll be sure to bring my laptop when I visit. Akaashi watched closely as Bokuto mouthed and typed the name. Bokuto power walked ahead, obligating Akaashi to catch up to him with a quickened pace, whether he wanted to or not. It took some time, but he finally answered. But even if he has, that's not what I meant." He walked home that day with a balled up blanket in his arms, a burgundy scarf around his neck, and nothing more from the hospital. Akaashi stopped in his tracks, in front of Bokuto's room. He had probably lost a bit overtwenty pounds in the two months that passed. His head hung low, and his attention belonged only to the handheld system that entertained him. "Yes?" I don't know why I typed it, but hell, it came to a point where I cried three times while typing the story out, haha. But no matter how much he worried for him, Akaashi continued on their way to the window at a slow and steady pace until they finally made it. Now if only the sickly one would hit it. "I guess I could find some time to talk every so often." He was paler than before, and the bags under his eyes were darker. He watched Bokuto with a wary gaze, unaware of what he was to say next. Bokuto whispered. He kept himself against Bokuto and held onto him with what little strength he had left in him. Bokuto flinched hard enough to make the bed shake. Eventually, Bokuto drew back his hand and let it fall to his side. "There's something about Bokuto that doesn't sit well with me. Bokuto looked down and twisted his lips to the side. "They... Aren't really there, are they?" All he had to offer was a, "The pleasure is mine," before moving forward to try and usher Bokuto back into his room. The light that came from outside reflected off of Bokuto's teardrops, lighting his face up in the most gentle of ways. I just read the infamous “In another life” fan fiction and I need some THERAPY BRUH. ... You stared at him for a few moments before your eyes looked for another prey. He'd flinched hard and sat up quickly, closing his hand over his mouth to subdue the almost hysteric sounds that came from him. Storms trigger them.". An embarrassed chuckle escaped him. In another life. "What? They go back a couple of years.". "Hey- hey!" in another life prequel; alegrawrites; Third Gym (Haikyuu!!) They didn't speak for a moment, and the room was filled with the hushed sounds of the outside. I would hold you right now if I could AAH. Ain't that the horror of it all..." He rubbed his chin and stalked his way down the hall. He placed one hand on the windowsill and squeezed, his knuckles going white. i wanna read more but idk of any good ones besides this one, Bokuaka Stories â¢Rainbow Veinsâ¢what are the chances â¢rules â¢behind bricks â¢the sky and guilt are the only feelings I have left⢠Read silence, who is rules written by? He knit his fingers together and kept his eyes down, anticipating when the first boom of thunder would sound. It's already past my birthday, but this is for future me in case they want to read this shit again. His fingers remained stiff for quite some time as his eyes read the introductory paragraph over and over again. Bokuto resisted, standing firm in place. "Do you still think that you are the best?" He threw the ball to Akaashi. Imagine the looks on their faces when they see me coming in from the outside. "Apathy-kun." "Fucking bullshit." It was because of this that he was so surprised when he felt a gentle sensation against his forehead. I cry a lot over pretty much everything ha but this one truly moved me. "Hm? ", "Because it's three in the morning and I want to fit some sleep into my schedule. Kuroo was quiet on the other end. 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. His head slumped against his shoulder, and both his hands rested on his stomach. He struggled to raise a hand, and slowly he twirled his index finger in circles at the side of his head. 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. Nodding once, Akaashi acknowledged Kuroo's words, but did not know how to respond to them. No one likes to find out that someone they care about is sick... Much less diagnosed with a disease that can't be cured.". It is 80k words if that's not something you're into but I highly highly recommend it. You had a nightmare? They shared each other's company in silence for what felt like the length of five minutes, and in that time, Akaashi never once looked to the side to catch a glimpse at Kuroo. It's Akaashi. Obeying with hesitance, Bokuto shifted towards Akaashi and lay against him, fitting into the curve of his arm. well, it was really sad, but SUPER good ! Bokuto closed his eyes after that, one hand resting on the side of his head. "I used to have some insane dreams, too. "I would stay if it were up to me. Wait , do you not write anymore ? Looking up from the laptop screen, Bokuto directed his attention to Akaashi. "You chose the perfect night." Bokuto followed briskly. "I spiked it perfectly just now! Akaashi made his way to the hospital for the umpteenth time that week, his hands in his jacket pockets and his nose burying into the burgundy knit scarf that protected him from the chilly weather. He only looked like a tall, thin, black mass now as he stood near the stairway. So beautifully written ;n; Oh goodness //mends your heart/ thank you so much dear... ;-; I'm so glad you liked it... Reading this was one of the worst and best decisions I've made. Akaashi grew silent and knitted his fingers together on his stomach, his head relaxing into his pillow. He would have laughed if he could. They don't pay much attention to me anyways!". "Well now you have. "Anything but," Bokuto retorted, sitting upright in bed. While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. "May I ask your name?" Wincing, Akaashi turned his head away. Snow In May is another Iwaoi with Kagehina, Bokuaka and Kuroken and it's in a mafia AU. Akaashi took a shot at it. His voice was a soft tremor. Akaashi was unhappy with where he was, unhappy with what it was that he was doing. But most of the time, he only sat there and continued to watch nothing. In what you want to say, I mean?". "Yeah. ", "It's fine. That had been one of Bokuto's worst attacks yet. 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. 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. At some point during their walk home from the gym, Akaashi had agreed for Bokuto to spend the night at his house. He didn't want to talk to anyone. "It was sudden." "I don't want you... to grow... any m-more attached to me th-than y-you already are. Hesitantly, Akaashi barely managed to wave back before he heard his name being called from that all too familiar room, by that all too familiar voice. Akaashi let out a half-assed grunt and continued to stare forward. "I heard the doctors talking. If you end up doing Tsukkiyama please, please, please, please......donât make it angst. Over the span of the six days, Akaashi found that the only things Bokuto could manage to swallow were small snacks, like grapes, ice cubes, and Pocky Sticks that were specifically strawberry flavored. He tried to hide his grin with his hand, but it was still visible from the gaps between his fingers. I miss you especially, Bokuto. Akaashi and Bokuto carried a sort of unspoken communication with each other. Quietly, he contemplated on whether he wanted to respond or not. The way his lips curled at the corners, the way his eyes squinted just enough so that only a glint of green could be seen. You sleep if you want to. Akaashi inhaled quietly. Akaashi stared intensely at the screen, then tore his gaze away and looked back to Bokuto. "I'm fine." He instead allowed his actions to speak for him. With a heavy heart, he spoke. He closed his eyes in a slow blink and kept his breathing quiet. But for what it's worth, my name is Bokuto.". Apr 2, 2018 - This Pin was discovered by chimazo. until another life, Notes: explaining a little,,,, basically the world is set so that you go through constant lives until you supposedly are able to stop the constant loop. 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. "I don't like to see him like that, either. That toss was perfect!" Kuroo's voice was reserved and reluctant. The other, he had no clue. Bokuto's voice was filled to the brim with excitement. Bokuto grabbed Akaashi's hands with his own. He reached his arm out and held his phone in front of Bokuto for him to type. Akaashi felt his palm- warm, full, caressing the round of his face. Two weeks had passed since Akaashi's last visit, and to his dismay, he found himself on the same aimless path back to the same dreaded hospital. Bokuto shifted as he lay down, sticking a leg out to kick Akaashi. I am with you friend ;; AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA . "I could ask you the same thing..." Akaashi's lips screwed to the side. He was nothing more than a blanket with a head. Akaashi placed the small, white compressed lump of snow into Bokuto's palm. "..." Bokuto looked up to stare out the window again. ", "I do, but I don't want to watch it. Thanks for making me cry too, haha. He watched the ball roll further away from them, and expected to see Bokuto trailing it, but instead saw nothing. He didn't want to be the one to say no to someone who had little to nothing left in his life. After I read 《In Another Life》I cried a lot, so i decided to make thisThis is my first amv , hope you enjoy!! He figured it was already past five in the afternoon. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, Bokuto rubbed the back of his neck. The soft touch of Akaashi's hair against his chin comforted Bokuto, and pulled him into a relaxed state. ", Akaashi turned his head to face Kuroo. ", "I'm..." Kenma's lips puckered in thought. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too. 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. This was such a great fic, and it was even more amazing that you wrote about such a rare disorder that a lot of us know nothing about, but is so, so tragic. Akaashi hadn't even mustered his first word before Bokuto snapped his head to the side to give him his undivided attention. I don't want to hear them. "Watch it." Haikyuu Ao3 Hinata; Haikyuu Ao3 Hinata Gymnastics; Haikyuu Ao3 In Another Life; Haikyuu Ao3 Kagehina; Haikyuu Ao3 Sakusa X Atsumu; Haikyuu Ao3 Fem Hinata; Haikyuu Ao3 Iwaoi; Haikyuu Ao3 Hinata X Kageyama; ã«ãã¼ã¦ Even if it's just a little bit." OH MY GOSH I AM SORRY //falls downThank you so so much for reading my Fanfiction! He started on his way without so much as a second glance in the other's direction. #akaashi #akashi #angst #bokuaka #bokuto #fukurodani #haikyu #haikyuu #haikyuuakaashi #haikyuuangst #haikyuubokuto #haikyuufanfiction In his silence, Bokuto wept to himself, fat tears rolling down his cheeks in numbers. "Yeah, but for all the wrong reasons." The words echoed in Akaashi's head, as if they'd been spoken aloud. In dismay, Bokuto sat up in bed and slowly reached around his neck to pull off the warm piece of cloth.
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