For the writing prompt thingy...42 bokuaka? :3
42. After “I do” kissI hope you enjoy this! It’s on AO3 cause it’s 3k :>
Akaashi peeked into the gym, paper clutched to his chest, fingers twitching. His heart beat uncomfortably quickly, and it felt like there was a weight on his chest. You can do it. It’s okay. It’s just the volleyball club. But he was two weeks late, a delayed transfer that left him isolated in a classroom where groups had already formed, and that hadn’t helped build any confidence for him, not that anyone could tell.
He leaned away from the door and sucked down a deep breath as he glanced at his shoes, scuffed up and worn. I should just go home. I probably won’t even get to play. I’m not that good. They’re bound to have a bunch of other setters who are all better than me. The paper crumpled a little as his grip tightened. He wasn’t sure if he was really breathing anymore. His fingers were cold. He took a step back.
A hand found his shoulder and he jolted into a stiff stance, the paper crunching up as he froze. Laughter bubbled up, and slowly he turned, movements wooden. A tall boy stood behind him, his smile warm and his shaggy black hair falling into bright golden eyes that raked down Akaashi before they snapped back up to his face. “Hi there! Do you play volleyball?”
Akaashi’s mouth opened and worked for a moment before he jerked his head in a nod. “I do,” he said softly.
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