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soft hoots

ohoho.

hoots too.

#i miss u so much #&. answered.#akeishi

smooch :*

❝GAH--!! Akaaaaashi!❞

#oh man #i miss u so much omg #akeishi #&. answered.

what you gon do with owl that junk, owl that junk inside that trunk?

hey, hey, akaashi.

#owl puns #b eautiful #&. answered.#akeishi

casually nudges his shoulder. whoops.

There’s a sudden urgency as the volleyball he’d been attempting to spin and keep balanced on a finger tumbles to the floor of the gymnasium. Despite there being some cheating within his means to rotate the ball earlier, with many failed attempts, it had been this one time he hadn't needed to go to extra lengths for it to remain.

How unfortunate that it was short-lived.

He’d seen all the cool basketball players do it.

❝GEH–!! Akaashi!❞

#akaashi how could u #akeishi #&. answered.

"Bokuto-san, I like your smile..."

It hadn't been that long since dejection had worked its way under his skin, setting his nerves and frustrations on edge after every failed spike during the extended practice. With pressure weighing upon his shoulders through every hit, every jump that left muscles coiling due to the added urge to simply get the swing RIGHT, the instability clawed further and deeper. The added effort of sweat felt fruitless alongside the lack of improvement; the lack of anything to SHOW for the hard work.

( Tomorrow. Tomorrow he’ll get it right. )

Even after the gymnasium had been cleared, alike to the static thoughts within his mind soon after they’d bloomed, and the rest of the team had long since left before he could swindle them into staying further, Bokuto had remained for the most part in a considerate but discouraged silence. It was only when he heard the familiar voice, whilst stuffing his jersey into his bag, that he raised his head with an interest that causes eyebrows to peak. The momentary silence that followed is what left him questioning whether or not he’d heard right, second guessing his assumption in deliberate repetition of the words within his mind.

It wasn't like this was something he heard from them often; if at ALL.

The twist to his lips that accompanies the bubbling joy within his chest, however, says to him that, yes, there was no mishearing. Even if there was, and he’s hearing simply what he wants to, he’s too far amused with the statement to think of it being anything else. Especially as eyes close and his delight bubbles from his mouth with abrupt elation.

❝You really mean that, Akaashi–?!❞

#akeishi #takes years to reply to you #one if better than none.#now about 12 more to go. oho ho.#&. answered.

u know what they say about tall guys :)))

–that they walk into more doors?!

#i miss you so much #ahh #akeishi #&. answered.

know what'd look great on you? me.

He's sat harmlessly by himself when he hears the other speak, having awaited for their appearance after his final class, but it takes a few moments of silence for the penny to drop and the words to take a place of assumed mishearing.