Loud, though.". His answer was cold, but it did not seem to cut through the other's pleasant mood. For what felt like an eternity, Bokuto typed the words on Akaashi's phone. Akaashi didn't know why he had this effect on him, but he did, and that was all that mattered to him. Do something Akaashi closed his mouth and swallowed. I am still crying. Everything was neat and placed perfectly here and there, giving Akaashi's house a warm atmosphere to it. He was happy that he'd admitted those words. Akaashi groaned softly and covered his face. My home is not a place for you to be right now. Akaashi's grip tightened around his phone. "That was when he learned about the disease. Akaashi sighed to himself, frustrated with how easily he'd given in to Bokuto's begging. As much as it infuriated him, he knew that Bokuto wasn't going to go anywhere unless he let him into his home first. Akaashi nodded, glad to have made an acquaintance, and would have relaxed into his seat if not for the sudden disembodied voice that startled him soon after Kenma's sentence. ", "Exactly, because you belong there!" Bokuto kept silent. I can't eat. I don't want to hear them. Because of the nightmare? Kuroo was quiet on the other end. "Don't be sorry." ", "I am. The condition can cause memory loss, delusions or depression. "Is there something wrong with him? He stared at the ceiling. I have have a theory that make he managed to achieve sleep, like w/out twitching awake, and during that sleep he entered a dream phase where he kinda had "the light" moment and passed . He reached a hand out and took Bokuto's hand in his own. "Yes." Slowly but gradually, Akaashi's heart rate picked up. He had no interest in staying where he was. Akaashi sat up straight and composed himself. "Do you want to watch a movie?". Just sleep, it'll pass away [Chorus] In another life I'll be well for you So we can stay up and watch our favorite movie until two In another life I'll chase after you Just like hide and. Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. "Hey- hey!" I most definitely did not sob reading this. It was a dreary place for him, a place he was not fond of, but a place he was obligated to visit. His arms and legs were stiff, as were his eyes. Sho is shown to be a quiet and very polite boy. It was then that he started to inaccurately press at words that he was trying to make out. He swallowed thick, and turned his head to stare out the window again. I really have to go.". After three sets, there was another hit, and another cheer from the former ace. Did you see that?!" A sugar replacement used in many stevia, monk-fruit, keto and other reduced-sugar products marketed for weight loss and diabetes has been linked to stroke, heart attack and early death, a new . Akaashi was glad to have made it in time. Pursing his lips into a thin line, Akaashi looked down and noticed that Kenma had laced his fingers together. They sat heavily in the pit of his stomach, churning and pestering him, urging him to throw up. You really are straightforward, aren't you? This earned a gasp from him. "I didn't Want you to leave. "Oh- you can move." "I don't like to see him like that, either. He was trying to, he truly was, but he just couldn't. They settled there, deeming Bokuto one of them for the remainder of their frozen lives before they eventually melted or fell away. He held the same position and felt himself dozing off "I'm sorry." as well as On that one hand, three fingers stuck out. (31) 3351-3382 | 3351-3272 | 3351-3141 | 3351-3371. puppies for sale in nc under 200 associe-se. With much effort, he sat up to look at Bokuto. Kuroo bid Bokuto farewell for the time being, while Kenma made his way downstairs to exit the building. Why did he lack the understanding of just how serious his condition was? Asking around here and there, the male put little to no effort in finding out where he could go to sign up for what. "Bokuto," he whispered. It caused him to open his eyes and look in Akaashi's direction, astonished. He'd nodded off for a brief moment, with his arms crossed and his head resting on a thick bundle of pillows. "Look at me, it's going to be fine." In dismay, Bokuto sat up in bed and slowly reached around his neck to pull off the warm piece of cloth. ", Bokuto pulled away to face his smirking friend. Akaashi felt that his words were a bit bitter, but he had no other way of telling Bokuto the truth. Has he ever done anything bad? (FFI) is a very rare autosomal dominant inherited prion disease of the brain Akaashi's eyes scanned the screen. Are you feeling better?]. "Sorry." Akaashi entered the building and greeted the woman at the front desk, as always. Out there, the sickly one trembled like a new born animal, even with the extra jacket that Akaashi had offered him. They didn't speak for a moment, and the room was filled with the hushed sounds of the outside. Why the hell did this have to happen to him? 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. He said lightheartedly, his fingers trembling around his phone. "Are you sure you should be going out in the cold like that?". He could practically hear the frown in his voice. Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. "Thank you." ", Turning his head, Bokuto looked at Akaashi. Sho has navy blue/black hair and brown eyes. ", Silently, the dark haired male frowned. Bokuto's skin crawled, goose bumps pimpling his porcelain surface. Akaashi beckoned for his visitor. I was actually thinking of taking my leave soon, as well-", "What? How old is Bokuto and Akaashi? 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. My face was the only thing sticking out." "Is there something wrong with me standing here?" There's a storm coming. ], [I would hope so. He couldn't feel it. Akaashi hadn't even mustered his first word before Bokuto snapped his head to the side to give him his undivided attention. The discomfort could be heard in Bokuto's voice. Standing at the side of Bokuto's bed, Akaashi glanced to the open door that led to the hallway. It took a moment for Bokuto to focus on him. ", Akaashi turned his head to face Kuroo. Where most people would detach themselves, Bokuto took hold and wouldn't let go, being as persistent as he was energetic. Frail, shaking fingers pushed through his own black and white hair in an attempt to calm himself down, but another thunder clap sounded, louder that time. I think the ending is up to interpret, but this is what I thought of. There, he parted the glass slightly. "Don't apologize.". Bokuto reached up a cold, frail hand to wipe at the mess that was his face. Bokuto would lay still for quite a while, his head tilted to the side with one hand on his stomach, and the other at his side. With a heavy heart, he spoke. We also all know how Bokuto also gets really depressed (Bokuto's emo mode) in the middle of matches. But that still doesn't make me a better person. His breathing was heavy, his heart rate quicker than usual; Akaashi could feel his heart pounding in his throat, making it difficult to swallow. Bokuto gazed at Akaashi, almost in wonder. by hatsumix. The reflection of ending movie credits could be seen in Akaashi's eyes as they scrolled up along the screen of his laptop. Ones that said, He's not dying. He was only a blurred shape now, but Akaashi knew he was still there. This was his way of saying he was feeling alright. Posted by: Category: Sem categoria . Akaashi lifted his head and looked to his side. And to have gotten to know you". You like volleyball too?! ", "I get panic attacks when you're not around," Bokuto answered simple-mindedly. No one was bothered by him, so there he stood. 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. Bokuto looked up, surprised, and glanced back down at the snack in his hands. The same thing happened to him some two and a half months ago. I never said that I was.". The night sky had suddenly become a pale blue, and the warm orange glow of the sun slowly spread across the horizon. He laughed again, louder this time. "No, I don't think so." Kenma rubbed his nose with his sleeve. 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. fandom for a reason, but reading it hit so much harder than I anticipated. Dreaming.". Bokuto didn't respond. On the numbingly cold day that was January 3rd, at 8:04 PM, snow had fallen for the first time that year. Bokuto folded his arms. He could smell his faint scent. It took all of his power not to flinch when he'd felt the unfamiliar touch. The other, he had no clue. 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. He smiled. Bokuto's words haunted him, and they repeated themselves over and over in his mind. "Nice to meet you, Akaashi. Press J to jump to the feed. [deleted] 2 yr. ago [removed] Trying so hard to fit in that small amount of sleep that would get him through the next day, and Akaashi wanted to help. "No you haven't. It was a quiet laugh. The sky burned a strong, orange glow as the sun set in the distance. Suffers panic attacks because of them. The last thing he wanted to do was wake him up, so they lay in silence for minutes on end. Akaashi swiped and unlocked his phone with trembling hands. "I look Like shit, I know.". He brought a hand up to push through his black hair, and slowly, his head fell forward. It still smelled like him. He pushed the chair away and found Bokuto's side in bed. Akaashi relaxed then, keeping the sleeping act alive. The day was exceptionally cold, but Akaashi was glad to know that the hospital's room provided enough heat to keep Bokuto from freezing over. His head was down and his fingers moved swiftly over the buttons on the gaming device that he held in his hands. I didn't hear what you said" Kenma looked up and was greeted with a front facing camera. Kenma's unconcerned tone contradicted his words, but something told Akaashi that he meant everything he was saying. This entire past month hasn't been any different for him, though. This backfired, however, as the other's hand quickly withdrew. "I hadn't noticed that one was rolling in." Akaashi had to wait almost a minute for Bokuto's response. Akaashi's eyes widened slightly, and his eyebrows knit together in surprise. It took him some time to get down what he wanted to say, but after several minutes, he withdrew his hand. Unnerved, he spoke up again. He held an air around him as if he were having a normal conversation about the weather. He strode to him quickly, cupping the already melting snow in his hands. A hand tugged at his shirt weakly. He turned his head slowly to look at Bokuto, and watched him as he lay in his arms. "You've only been here for like, thirty minutes. Again, thank you! He turned his head to get a clear look at Bokuto's face, but instantly wished he hadn't. Those honey-hued eyes took in all that they could of Akaashi's laughing face. and inhaled with frailty. It was the longest minute he'd ever been forced to sit through. The various identities control a person's behavior at different times. what disease did, bokuto have in another lifekanawha county board of education. Exhaling through his nostrils, Akaashi reclaimed his seat in bed, crossing his legs. What normally would have pained someone to say, he delivered with ease, and with that same grin to boot. "It's been over three hours, actually. Dissociative disorders are mental disorders that involve experiencing a disconnection and lack of continuity between thoughts, memories, surroundings, actions and identity. "How many words are there? 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. He looked up, gazed at Akaashi past his bleached blonde bangs, and straightened his back in the slightest way possible. 1) the most possible explanation - it was a dream, and it was all in Akaashi's head. In seconds, Kenma was down the hall and making his way down the stairs, having completely ignored Kuroo as well. He wouldn't show this, but Kuroo's words had hit him harder than he could ever imagine. From his peripheral, Akaashi could see their hand reaching out to him. "He's here? "But" Akaashi shocked himself with that one word. ], [I don't know any other way to put it. Chloe was three years old when she became Chloe Holden, but her adoption didn't scar her, and she's had a great life. "All I can say is that sleeping doesn't come as easily as it used to." I'm taking you back." At some time while Akaashi was spacing out, the blue blanket that surrounded Bokuto had been pulled up just below his chin, with only his arm hanging out to hold onto Akaashi's hand. Exhaling heavily, Akaashi turned to look at the desk near his bed. Akaashi kept his eyes down. But most of the time, he only sat there and continued to watch nothing. He leaned into his touch, and his vision began to fade, his eyes welling with tears. Is he here?". You'll still be the best. That night was no different as Akaashi repeated this action for the twentieth time that day, his thumb scrolling up and down for minutes on end until he finally came to a stop. A sheepish grin curled Akaashi's lips. He couldn't sleep for about an hour after the text, but ultimately slipped off to sleep. "Well alright Koutarou, why do you like Cloud Atlas so much?" But then he spoke up again. Kenma almost murmured the words. Akaashi closed his eyes and sighed, swaying absentmindedly in his step, opening his eyes just in time to swiftly avoid colliding with someone. He had to force himself to say the mere four words. Kuroo echoed the words in agreement. Often times, however, Akaashi would disagree with his parents, unhappy with the suggestions they'd given him. ", "So I can't sleep." "Thank you." 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. Cloud Atlas so much.". Bokuto whispered. He waited for an answer, but did not receive one. "Because you said you were okay, and I knew you weren't.". "Is your bed alright?" His head rested on mine with the weight of someone's who's unconscious.". He commented softly, leaning back in his seat. "They aren't really there." Bokuto's eyes did the familiar light up thing as he bounded into Akaashi's home. He found it strange, how Bokuto was the one . He found he had nothing more to say. Akaashi took an unnoticeable step back. Akaashi balled his hand into a fist, mentally scolding himself for the present lack of emotion in his voice. They are my favorite ship in Haikyuu, so typing this makes little to no sense to me. 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. The bright light caused him to squint as he read the message. Gazing up at Akaashi, Bokuto frowned and tried to form some words, but failed in the end. I'll see you soon.]. Pretty much the only thing wrong with me is that I can't sleep!]. Akaashi murmured the words and looked Bokuto up and down. FFI?" "Of course they do." Akaashi asked sincerely. Bokuto plopped onto the mattress right after those words, bumping his head against Akaashi's shoulder. Akaashi is dreaming and he sees bokuto in his dream and most ppl think this also. "Let's go then. Akaashi figured it was safe to say that Bokuto had already begun to pull Kenma back in. He held onto the IV stand with one hand and Akaashi's hand with his other as he hobbled over to the window. This was not what he wanted. ", Akaashi nearly scoffed. His eyes were half-lidded and glued to the screen, his face void of emotion. He furrowed his brow and exhaled heavily, his eyes looking down. If I remember correctly.". 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. "We were actually just talking about stepping outside. He was now more curious than he'd ever been before. Or maybe not brooding, but more along the lines of apathetic. When he'd finally found him, those shining eyes of his lit up just a little more than usual. "Get over here." Bokuto captured it all, and in no time, he found himself laughing too. 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. "You don't need to know." The male across from him did well in hiding the look of offense that almost surfaced upon his face. It was soft. ", "Kenma is fine." He looked back down at the game screen. Bokuto gathered the navy blue blanket in his arms, and cautiously threw it around his shoulders. The smile on Bokuto's lips grew just a little more, signifying that he'd answered yes to Akaashi's question. "Were you sick? Bokuto grumbled to himself. He smiled in Akaashi's direction, bright yellow eyes catching his own. Storms trigger them.". He smiled down at him. You don't need to know a THING about Haikyuu!! He sat in his room for the majority of the day, and had spent at least six hours awake until he'd picked his phone up in his hands again. Hang in there, alright? Akaashi grew silent and knitted his fingers together on his stomach, his head relaxing into his pillow. "Come." Stuffing his phone in his pocket, Akaashi shrugged. He'd brought along a volleyball of his own, just in case they weren't provided with any. Bokuto swallowed thickly and toyed with the Pocky in his hand. He glowered at nothing in particular. Akaashi stifled a laugh. For every time Akaashi would witness this, his mind would repeat one phrase, whether he wanted to hear it or not. That toss was perfect!" There was almost a hint of sarcasm in his voice. Kuroo froze. "You don't. Looking up from the laptop screen, Bokuto directed his attention to Akaashi. 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. 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.".
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