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clamantis papilio

chapter twenty six: clamantis papilio

When you, Kuroo, Bokuto, and the Miya twins arrive back at your bus, Kuroo is the one to break the bad news to the others. A panic then breaks out with the whole group accusing each other until their voices are tired of screaming. Everyone is suspicious of each other and you have no idea what to even think. They're already jumping the gun to Tsukishima's death being a murder, but you struggle with the idea that anyone would do that to him at all.

After the sun disappears behind the trees, you and your pounding headache walk down to the lake where Kuroo and Tsukishima used to go fishing together. You sit there alone, pondering what could have happened. Tsukishima did have your gun and the others knew about it, but Osamu also had one with him as well. So maybe it was Osamu? There's just no way.

Just then, you hear the crack of a branch behind you. You whip your head around so fast that your headache intensifies. You clamber to your feet and face in the direction of the noise.

"Who's there?" you call out. "I heard you!"

"Sorry," Bokuto replies as he hobbles through the forest without his crutches. "I didn't mean to scare you, Y/N. I just saw you come out and I thought I'd make sure you were okay."

"If you were suspicious of me you could just say that," you scoff as he walks closer to you.

"Of course not. After all, you've done for me... actually, after all, you've done for all of us, how could I possibly accuse you of that? Besides, I know you and Tsukishima were close."

"Yeah, I guess so," you sigh as you sit back down in the same pile of leaves as before. "What do you think happened then?"

"I'm not a detective or anything, but Tsukishima and Osamu were the only ones with a gun," he says as he lowers himself to the ground beside you. "I don't think Osamu did it. As much as it seems like he'd be the perfect suspect after everything that's happened, I know you were right in what you said earlier today. So that just leaves-"

"Suicide," you finish with a sigh. "It's just so unlike him, Bo."

"I know, but don't forget the world we're living in. It isn't normal. We don't know what was going on inside of his head." he reminds you.

As Bokuto talks, your eyes begin to swell up with tears. You simply nod in response as he tries to decipher what seems the most logical. However, all you can do is quietly cry beside him. It doesn't take him long, though, until he notices your silent sobbing. He wraps his arm around your body and pulls you close to his side. You lean your head on his shoulder and close your eyes in an attempt to calm yourself down.

"I'm sorry," you whisper to him, "I just don't know what to think. I hate accusing anybody about this. I just don't see how it could have been Tsukishima."

"Me neither," he admits as he rubs your shoulder. "I don't get why someone would do that. What's the point? Tsukki never hurt anyone. I mean, sure, he was kind of a dick sometimes but he was a good guy."

"Yeah," you nod weakly.

"You know," he then breathes deeply, "sometimes I wish I could just run away."

"Maybe we should," you chuckle as a small grin pulls at the corner of your lips. "We could go right now. Nobody would notice for a while."

The two of you then pull away. Bokuto looks down slightly to meet your gaze. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to recognize the tension between you both. You can almost feel a magnetic pull drawing you to him for some reason. Of course, it's probably the worst feeling you could have right after your closest friend dies, but you just can't get the thought out of your mind.

When Bokuto's eyes glance down at your lips, you feel a bitter sting just below your chest. You really wish someone would come along and stop you, but it's quite possible that it's already too late. You've made up your decision, and by the looks of it, so has Bokuto.

Though you've only known him for a little bit over a month, the wrong feels so right. You don't dare stop him as he reaches his hand to your cheek. However, you do lift your hand on top of his in a moment of hesitation.

"Tell me to stop," he whispers as he leans his forehead against yours. "I know I'm making a bad decision. I always do."

"Sometimes bad decisions make for the best stories," you reply back incapable of stopping him. Almost immediately after, his lips reach yours. Your whole body is immediately filled with goosebumps. His lips press up against you desperately, as if making up for all the time he lost not kissing you for the past month. Your mind goes completely blank. You can think of nothing but the sensation of Bokuto's lips against yours.

When the two of you pull apart, gazing at each other in utter shock that you went through with it, he smiles at you quietly. As much as you feel guilty, you also think that perhaps he's what you've been needing this whole time.

Bokuto kisses you once again, less desperately but equally as rough. You know you shouldn't be doing this, but you hardly care as you reach your hand up to his hair and pull him in closer. This time your tongue meets with his. Of course he states sweet, as though he had just gotten through eating most of your fruits from the garden.

Somebody will come looking for the two of you soon, it's getting very late, but you are in the middle of the forest where nobody should be able to find you.

Bokuto bites down on your bottom lip, not hard enough to draw blood, but close. He then pulls away, leaving you craving way more than just that little taste he's granted you.

"I've been wanting to do that for so long," he tells you hoarsely. He then pulls his hand away, lingering his middle finger on your chin for a moment before finally letting go.

"You're a tease," you smile, shaking your head at him.

"What? Are you going somewhere?" he smirks. "I've got all the time in the world. I don't plan on rushing anything with you."

You can help but laugh at his cute answer as you throw both of your arms around his neck. "Well then," you smile up at him, "until the next time we're alone."

Bokuto hums and nods in agreement. "Until then. But for now, let's head back before the others start getting even more suspicious."