But as each second passed, Akaashi could feel his own pain building up more and more within him. He ascended the steps to his room, balled his no Bokuto's blanket up into a lump, and dropped it onto his bed along with the scarf. Then I'll have to walk you to the hospital before the doctors find out you're missing and lose their minds. His hands picked at the small lint rolls that stuck to his sheet. Akaashi's head slumped to the side, in Bokuto's direction. externally i'm smiling probably because i'm trying to hide all those FEELS. What was he to say? Akaashi laced his fingers together and dug his nails into the backs of his hands. He walked ahead quickly, straight into the room. Akaashi sat up straight and composed himself. Startled, Akaashi opened his eyes and glanced in Kuroo's direction. He placed it on the counter near his bedside and buried himself into the blanket that he had so openly shared with Bokuto. Bokuto's voice was soft, measly, and carried no force to it. "Insomnia." In another life // Bokuaka - 11 - Wattpad But Akaashi knew that this wasn't the case. "I am-." ", "It's fine. Akaashi sat at the edge of Kuroo's bed, and he stared out the window without focus. ", Bokuto grinned. Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Bokuto breathed in deeply, the sound filling the small space around them. Sorry.]. He'd brought along a volleyball of his own, just in case they weren't provided with any. He turned his head to get a clear look at Bokuto's face, but instantly wished he hadn't. Bokuto has round, golden-colored eyes and spiky white-grey hair with black streaks; certain sections of it are done up as if to vaguely conform to that of an animal, strongly amplifying the uncanny resemblance he bears to a horned owl. It's very good. "It's not a hallucination, Bokuto. He didn't want to. Bokuto no longer smelled like a hospital. He threw the ball to Akaashi. 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. The both of them had sat down long ago, leaving Bokuto and Kuroo to their own business as they wandered about and waved their arms around in their animated way of speaking. "You don't. His company did not seem like the type to socialize so openly, so he figured simple inquiries would do just fine, especially if he kept them to a minimum. He almost portrayed the behaviors of a child, sticking to an activity and refusing to let it up, repeating whatever he was up to without having anyone to tell him to stop. "I'm not leaving, Koutarou." He thought the video had gone by too quickly, but it had actually lasted a little under thirty seconds. He urged him to keep the blanket around him, but Bokuto insisted that he leave it behind. the chaotic, crazy, happy-when-he's-not-in-emo-mode bokuto crying absolutely broke me. i was disappointed they didn't fricking kiss and bokuto's death is just the saddest thing in the world. From the background of the video, a low voice could be heard. My sister told me to read it, since I really don't cry. He reached a hand out and found Bokuto's. No one. I've realized that I don't want to come here anymore. "Yeah, but Do You think it will snow soon? Akaashi couldn't sleep, but it wasn't because of his unfamiliarity with Bokuto that caused this. "Are you tired?". ], [No, more like the clichd kind, where you sit up in bed in a cold sweat. Akaashi took a shot at it. This backfired, however, as the other's hand quickly withdrew. Akaashi refused to have reacted to those moments, hoping to spare his visitor the embarrassment of him having seen that. "I've been insensitive", A laugh bubbled out from Bokuto. The night sky had suddenly become a pale blue, and the warm orange glow of the sun slowly spread across the horizon. In another life bokuto x akaashi - Fan art (2) - Pinterest Finding a breath between his laughter, Akaashi managed to speak. Akaashi beckoned for his visitor. He watched as Bokuto's chest rose and fell with each breath that kept him alive. "So, how was it, watching the movie for the thousandth time?" He tried to open his mouth to say them, but he performed another action instead. Has he ever done anything bad? Ridiculous." He smiled. "But why?" He pat the empty space next to him animatedly. He just hoped that the night wouldn't bring him any malevolent dreams. I'll have to watch it again.". "This is Akaashi. He was redirecting the pain. He paused. "Ah, I've finally said something funny." Everything was neat and placed perfectly here and there, giving Akaashi's house a warm atmosphere to it. ", "Because it's three in the morning and I want to fit some sleep into my schedule. "This is Kuroo, a close friend of mine. The black haired male bounced the ball again and walked over to position. Akaashi reached his hand up to rub the back of his neck roughly, administering a feeling of discomfort to one area in order to ignore the pain that threatened to swallow his heart. His green eyes then fell to study his paling skin; his veins were easily noticeable now, and they bulged from beneath his flesh whenever he moved. Furrowing his brow, Akaashi stared at his phone screen and lay his head down sideways. Three times, Bokuto jolted awake involuntarily, and three times, he covered his eyes with his forearm and heaved a quiet sigh. I was the only one willing to give it to him." Bokuto was bursting with emotion. His head eased into his pillow, and to his surprise, within a matter of minutes, he could feel himself slipping. "The three hours!" You don't have to say it now if you don't want to.". Akaashi bounced the ball off the floor twice. Kuroo's voice was reserved and reluctant. There was only blackness. It caused him to open his eyes and look in Akaashi's direction, astonished. All he had to offer was a, "The pleasure is mine," before moving forward to try and usher Bokuto back into his room. "When have you ever tried to make a joke? 5/5 porque cuando lo le me dejo destrozada, no conozco la felicidad desde que le esto, nie wiem w sumie jak to sie stao ale faktycznie sie poryczaam XDDD, Im still crying I loved this but also fu to literally everyone on the internet telling me I needed to read this. He left the room quickly, leaving Bokuto by his lonesome. His eyes read. He kept his eyes on the screen. Bokuto was elated. It felt strange, not falling asleep against Bokuto's body, but Akaashi knew that he would have to get used to this form of sleeping by his lonesome once again. I do.". I would have Kenma say bye, too, but-" He turned his head to look around, "He left the room? He jogged downstairs, slipped his shoes on, and was out the door in seconds, making his way down the familiar route to the hospital. When you're around him, you help him forget.". "Is your bed alright?" It was no doubt that he was larger than Akaashi, but that didn't stop him from fitting in just right. Akaashi watched Bokuto, mesmerized by his actions. "I would stay if it were up to me. ", Bokuto looked over at the phone screen. A stronger laugh broke out from him, rattling his body as he lay down in bed. They were the only two in the gym. 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. But as he thought of it, he figured he couldn't be blamed for it. Kuroo froze. They asked about the blanket and the scarf, but they never asked about Bokuto. The both of them had sat down long ago, leaving Bokuto and Kuroo to their own business as they wandered about and waved their arms around in their animated way of speaking. "What used to be your position back when you would play?" Why must I always run into the strange ones? He laughed hard, or at least as hard as he could. Partly be-cause I was too afraid to read up on it. Kuroo would have been concerned if not for finding out what had happened earlier that day. At the very least, definitely one of the most impactful. His golden eyes searched the room for Akaashi. "Get inside." Bokuto's automatic reaction to the warmth was to curl his fingers around Akaashi's grasp. RandyKrauswasparalyzed.Hisleftsidewasuseless.Buthisrighthandwas1enoughtoliftabuckettohisforehead.Oncehe'dbeenapoliceofficerandownedaprivate-eyeagency.Oncehe . As Bokuto backed away from the window, Akaashi was quick to close it, locking the bitter night air out of the room for the remainder of the night. Akaashi rose from his seat to enter the room, but instead found Bokuto standing at the door in seconds, his eyes wide with surprise. I never said that I was.". Akaashi sighed and lazily dragged his finger along the d-pad. "Do you think you can toss to me?". He tried to aim for it at the very least, but found it difficult to. He laughed again, louder this time. In the span of those three days, he had only acquired a little over four hours of sleep in total. "All of this is so- ugh. Hesitant fingers that ghosted over Akaashi's forehead in order to push a loose strand of hair away. Akaashi stared intensely at the screen, then tore his gaze away and looked back to Bokuto. ", Bokuto snorted. "It's your house. It would cause less spasms to grip Bokuto's body, allowing him to unwind more than he usually could. In his silence, Bokuto wept to himself, fat tears rolling down his cheeks in numbers. He instead continued to stare in Akaashi's direction with hopeful eyes. I haven't gone outside in days." His hands at his sides, Bokuto bowed. Akaashi.". He swallowed thick, and turned his head to stare out the window again. There was silence, and then there was a sound. Akaashi furrowed his brow and looked outside, away from Bokuto. Judging by his still trembling hands, he knew he wasn't. He's sick. That's how much he supposedly weighs now? Akaashi's jaw clenched. ", Akaashi nearly scoffed. Why did he lack the understanding of just how serious his condition was? "Keep in touch, Akaashi.". "You do? Cold. All he cared about was the fact that Bokuto Koutarou was still there. 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. "But" Akaashi shocked himself with that one word. Akaashi's eyes widened, his emotions now falling victim to a strange mix of fear and fury. Does someone remember the name of the movie that Bokuto and - Quora Kuroo." He returned Bokuto's gaze, then looked down quickly afterwards. It worried him enough to get some words out of him. Bokuto stared off in the distance from beyond the net, his face carrying a confused expression. A mere two minutes outside had turned into two hours. The day was strangely chilly, with an occasional breeze now and then, causing the browning leaves to rustle in the trees above. With a heavy heart, he spoke. Bokuto chortled quietly and placed his head back on Akaashi's shoulder. He furrowed his brow and exhaled heavily, his eyes looking down. "My room is this way.". He understood where Akaashi was coming from and didn't even think of holding his icy tone against him. I loved this. so this is basically a bokuaka au where bokuto and akaashi meet at a hospital and bokuto has this disease which they haven't found a cure for yet. "Nope." sutton united average attendance; Another laugh. Bokuto stared down at the white clump of melting ice, and with one finger, he pressed against it to watch it fall apart. For what felt like an eternity, Bokuto typed the words on Akaashi's phone. [I'm well, thank you Just catching up on some volleyball things], [VOLLEYBALL?! what disease did, bokuto have in another life. He knit his fingers together and kept his eyes down, anticipating when the first boom of thunder would sound. "There is no known cure, huh?" But ultimately, they would urge him to carry out the task that had been pushed on him, and one way or another, he'd do it. In Another Life// Bokuto Kotarou's "Death Anniversary - YouTube Akaashi paused for a long moment and said nothing for a while. It was small and measly, but there. "This is all so nostalgic." "You don't have to put that." i'm internally SOBBING. In no time, Akaashi is ready and prepared for school. "What is it? btw, HERES THE DISCORD SERVER!! a while back in the story when bokuto was still alive, he told akaashi that he hoped that in another life, he'd be able to find akaashi again so that they can be together forever, hence why he said "i found you" :((, So i think there r two possible meanings of the ending so. Now if only the sickly one would hit it. He almost didn't want to come today, either. It was a quiet laugh. Did you see that?!" Akaashi's eyebrows knit together. It doesn't make any sense.". Dissociative identity disorder (DID) is a mental health condition. It took quite some time for a message from Kuroo to arrive, but when it did, Akaashi realized that he'd sent a video instead of what was initially asked for. He dreamt of how Bokuto had buried himself into the navy blue blanket to watch the movie that played on the laptop screen, and how he held Bokuto in his arms that night to aid him in his attempt to sleep. He pressed his lips into a thin line and fell backwards on his bed. One of the voices belonged to Bokuto. All I have to say is that this fucking broke me. I am, now.". What sat upon the screen was not what he thought it would be, but rather A simple compliment. He praises others while shouting that he's the best at everything he does. Forcing a smile of his own, Akaashi tilted his head only slightly. He approached his bedside silently. He recoiled with a grunt. No one was around." Why is that? His mind wouldn't allow him to. He pressed send and watched the phone carefully, waiting for the small ellipses to appear on the lower left side of the screen. There was nothing. He was trying everything he could to psych himself into doing at least something to let Bokuto know that he was there for him. "That's interesting". Akaashi tried to hide his frown. Akaashi kicked his legs out of bed and strode to his window. His eyes widened as much as they could. They settled there, deeming Bokuto one of them for the remainder of their frozen lives before they eventually melted or fell away. ", "I get panic attacks when you're not around," Bokuto answered simple-mindedly. In Another Life LittleLuxray 4.68 768 ratings185 reviews Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Akaashi drew in a breath, but found that he couldn't say anything. The nickname popped into Akaashi's head for a brief second. He sighed his response with a grin. Bokuto beamed at him with a smile that spoke a thousand words, and his hand reached out to touch Akaashi's cheek. It would hurt if he did. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, Bokuto rubbed the back of his neck. "And nothing you say will make me leave.". He breathed in that familiar scent that he'd grown so attached to, then exhaled quietly against Bokuto's prominent collar bone. Bokuto looked down at Akaashi's hand. While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. A sheepish grin curled Akaashi's lips. "Well alright Koutarou, why do you like Cloud Atlas so much?" Kuroo finally left the room after four minutes or so, having forgotten that he was supposed to leave in the first place. He held it in his shaking hands and closed his eyes in an attempt to try and find sleep again. "I envy you. He'd nodded off for a brief moment, with his arms crossed and his head resting on a thick bundle of pillows. I honestly dont know what to say Other then Im emotionally destroyed. what disease did, bokuto have in another life Akaashi frowned deeply. Bokuto curled in on himself and pushed his hands into his hood pocket. After three sets, there was another hit, and another cheer from the former ace. I don't regret meeting you.". "Why are you standing? He must have been. No words were exchanged for a moment, and soon, the short amount of silence had become awkward. "Could you please toss to me some more?". He opened it and pulled one out. They were thin and bony, and he could see those smooth blue veins curling over the bones beneath his flesh. Akaashi sat in bed and wrapped a sheet around himself. He motioned for Bokuto to come closer. In minutes, the information desk was in his sights, and for the first time in forever, he'd actually gone to it. Bokuto's head lolled to the side, directing his attention back to the movie. He figured he would tell his parents that the people in the hospital were too occupied with everything else to tend to him. "I was drowning." Seeing you smile, those amber eyes and your laughs. Did you just Say that to yourself?". He tossed the navy blue one to Bokuto, remembering how fond he was of it the last time he'd come over. Those honey-hued eyes took in all that they could of Akaashi's laughing face. This entire past month hasn't been any different for him, though. ], [I would hope so. His back was facing the door, and Bokuto seemed to have all of his attention on him. "I don't want you to grow any m-more attached to me th-than y-you already are. Akaashi and Bokuto carried a sort of unspoken communication with each other. Akaashi scowled. 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. "Hi." "Kuroo?" "Didn't think you knew that about him. Very much." Akaashi stifled a laugh. "Shut up." Realizing this, Akaashi decided to take action instead and reach out to comfort him, but not even this he could do. He watched as Bokuto gathered it up in his arms and threw it around himself. Akaashi grew silent and knitted his fingers together on his stomach, his head relaxing into his pillow. "I heard the doctors talking. ], [I see. "What?" Not after this. His yellow eyes stared at the screen intently. In seconds, Kenma was down the hall and making his way down the stairs, having completely ignored Kuroo as well. His head rested on mine with the weight of someone's who's unconscious.". Bokuto didn't allow him to finish his sentence as he embraced Akaashi suddenly. Such an energetic texter, Bokuto was. "He's here? The other, he had no clue. Despite this, it only seemed to make Bokuto laugh even harder. what disease did, bokuto have in another life ], [They think I'm interning. In another life, help : HaikyuuMemes - reddit I couldn't put Bokuto through all of that. This did not faze him, however, as Bokuto only closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, allowing the burn of the winter air to fill his lungs. Bokuto nodded frantically and forced himself to comply with Akaashi, as he always did. Ain't that the horror of it all" He rubbed his chin and stalked his way down the hall. He feared that if he did, he wouldn't be able to keep his emotions at bay. You shouldn't be-". Feeling that it would be rude to interrupt Bokuto's conversation with whoever the other person was, Akaashi strode over to the seats and sat one chair away from the gaming stranger. ", Akaashi scratched his head. "I did" He paused for a moment. "What makes you think I'm attached to you? "I don't think I want to ask about the symptoms of this illness.". It took some time, but he finally answered. But always, he'd receive nothing. He didn't care if it was seven at night, or eight at night, or twelve in the morning, or if the world's clock stopped moving altogether. It squeezed him, threatening to crush him from the inside out. In a matter of minutes, just as Akaashi had started to fidget, Bokuto spoke up. He reached a hand out and took Bokuto's hand in his own. Akaashi muttered. He glanced to the side. All he wanted was to see Bokuto again, even if just for a second. Managing a miserable smile, Akaashi roughly rubbed his palm with his thumb. From his peripheral, Akaashi could see their hand reaching out to him. "Good" Bokuto eased back and buried his head into his pillow. "It's just A slow, downhill ride f-from here. Someone with DID has multiple, distinct personalities. It took all of his power not to flinch when he'd felt the unfamiliar touch. Bokuto shifted as he lay down, sticking a leg out to kick Akaashi. "It caught me off guard. "What would you have chosen to say?". Bokuto didn't respond. ], [No, he can't. In another life. "Relax." Once he saw this, Kenma picked himself up from his seat, put his hands at his side, and bowed his head. Another sigh was forced out, even heavier this time. Two hours had passed since their last words towards each other, yet Akaashi still lay awake in bed. Akaashi exhaled quickly through his nose, making a sound that was almost like a laugh. Kenma's unconcerned tone contradicted his words, but something told Akaashi that he meant everything he was saying. Sleeping. This time, Kuroo was the one to grunt, the sound coming from deep within his chest. They shared another moment of silence, something that occurred more often than Akaashi would have liked. It took time for Akaashi's words to reach him, but when they finally did, his face lit up as he broke out in laughter. It still smelled like him. "Everything you say is so straightforward. Bokuto had nothing more to say after that. If you love sci-fi shows, then there is one thing you have in common with Netflix.In the plethora of content that it releases every month, the streaming service seems especially invested in the sci-fi genre. He'd never received a faster response in his life. His only intention was leaving. Surprised, Akaashi gave Bokuto his attention again. "Isn't that what humans do? He exhaled through his nose and entered the hospital, greeted the woman at the front desk (who now knew him by name), and removed the scarf from around his neck. "Is there something wrong with me standing here?" Curiosity had sparked within him. It hurt him to think that Bokuto had barely even experienced the joys of a young adult's life before that crippling disease had taken a hold of him. I recommend everyone who has the heart for it, READ THIS FIC! They made him feel nauseous to a point where he had to sit up in bed and swallow deep, slow breaths in order to cool himself down, and he did just that, reaching his hands up to rub at his eyes before taking a tense look around his room. ], [I guess. what disease did, bokuto have in another life. "Let's go then. In an attempt to move, he tapped his fingers against his legs at an impatient pace. What?" Akaashi swiped and unlocked his phone with trembling hands. He swallowed once, hoping to get rid of the lump in his throat. All he had to do was talk to someone, and in an instant, they would be involved in Bokuto's lively shenanigans once again. This might be confusing, but that's immediately what I thought. "I just came from there. Akaashi pressed play, and a video of Kuroo started to play. This would have me to conclude that he had Bipolar 1, or possibly Cyclothymia Disorder, which has brief periods of mania and depression. ], [Are you calming down? Are you checking out?". It was his best and only way to hide his pain. Akaashi stared through the stranger. Several hours had passed since the message from Kuroo, and both Bokuto and Akaashi didn't do much. Bokuto was such a strange one. "Please, it will only take a second. "I'm going straight to sleep.". Staring down wide-eyed at the floor of the hospital room, Bokuto fought to find words. He looked up, gazed at Akaashi past his bleached blonde bangs, and straightened his back in the slightest way possible. Again, thank you! He chuckled and rubbed at his face wearily. Akaashi almost smiled. 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. He swallowed thickly and looked out the window. And I d-don't want you to See it all h-happen.". "Because you said you were okay, and I knew you weren't.". Surely enough, he noticed Kenma sitting in the seat next to Bokuto's bed. He had to be. He reached his arm out and held his phone in front of Bokuto for him to type. Ever since Bokuto's last panic attack, it had suddenly become more difficult for him to control his words, movements, and actions altogether. Or maybe not brooding, but more along the lines of apathetic. He found some and said them without a second thought. Bokuto moved closer to where Akaashi was standing, all the while still sitting in bed. He wanted to rid himself of this feeling, rid himself of this silence, so he searched his mind in haste for any word that came to mind. His quiet chuckle was louder than Bokuto's wholehearted laugh. Stop asking already. "What's up, guys? Akaashi's asked in a leveled tone. Why had the sickly one taken a sudden liking to him? Are you feeling better?]. Akaashi asked sincerely. ", "I am. On that one hand, three fingers stuck out. In Another Life Spoiler | Bokuaka, Haikyuu karasuno, Haikyuu - Pinterest Akaashi paused and gripped the strap of his bag. Akaashi lifted his head and looked to his side. Wincing, Akaashi turned his head away. He was slow to speak up again, but did either way. "Well, even if you wanted to, I wouldn't have an answer for you." Akaashi flinched. They didn't speak for a moment, and the room was filled with the hushed sounds of the outside. "Are you here every day?". Bokuto's hallucinations had become such a part of him, that he thought the snow outside was just another mind trick. He smiled down at him. what disease did, bokuto have in another life. right so, bokuto passes away while akaashi is in his hands, and basically at the end i'm pretty sure akaashi has a hallucination of bokuto where he says "I found you." But instead, he was greeted with nothing. He re-read 'Sleep well, Akaashi!' Akaashi woke with a start that same night, his strangled shouts having pulled him from his sleep. littleluxray's writing style is absolutely amazing and i can see why several people love this. ", Shrugging one shoulder, Akaashi grabbed his phone. He kicked his legs out of bed and walked across his room to retrieve a thick blanket that sat bundled up in a rolling chair. "I sort of got to know him through Kuroo's company. "I have to go, Bokuto." There, he parted the glass slightly. (31) 3351-3382 | 3351-3272 | 3351-3141 | 3351-3371. puppies for sale in nc under 200 associe-se. "I was the team captain, and the ace." The sound of the palm of Bokuto's hand meeting the ball sounded much like an explosion. But he wasn't, then." 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. He was now more curious than he'd ever been before. Pretty much the only thing wrong with me is that I can't sleep!]. Not great, but alright. It works for me as well. ", "Well if you've watched it seven times then why not watch it an eighth time?