Secrets ||bokuaka||

Chapter 1 - "Curiosity"

"Aren't you dating Akaashi?" Kuroo said as he was walking to his next class with Bokuto. "Yeah, but we seem kinda distant, I don't know. We should probably hang out or something?" Bokuto replied as he looked down at his phone, texting someone. "Yeah. I haven't even seen you two hang out together in a while" Kuroo said as he looked at the side of Bokuto's face. "Hellloooooooooo Earth to Bokuto" he said as he waved his hand in front of bokutos face, trying to get his attention. "Sorry bro, I need to do something, see you later" Bokuto said as he continued to look straight at his phone, oblivious to his surroundings. "Whatever" Kuroo said as he walked away.

Akaashi was in class dreading every second. He watched the clock slowly tick as the teacher kept rambling on about some nonsense. 'I haven't spoken to bokuto in a while, maybe I should invite him over after school.' he thought to himself as he reaches for his phone. "Akaashi, what's the answer to number ten?" the teacher said as he whole class turned to look at akaashi. However, Akaashi was lost in thought, thinking about how he could invite him over. Kenma gently tapped akaashis shoulder, which made him snap back into reality. "P-pardon?" Akaashi said softly as his eyes widened and his face went red, he had no idea what the teacher was asking. "Number 10" he said with annoyance in his voice. There was silence for a few moments until akaashi spurted out the answer. "54" he said as he didn't move his eyes from his page. "Correct" the teacher said with a scoff. Everyone's heads turned back to the front. Akaashi exhaled quietly and waited for the bell to ring.

Bokuto was packing his bags, when he stared at his phone, as if he was waiting for something, or someone. In fact, this was true. He was about to pick up his phone when there was a light tug on his shirt. He turned around to find Akaashi gently pulling, looking down at the ground in embarrassement. "Yes akaashi...?" He said as he turned around. "W-would you like to come over?" Akaashi said as his face turned red. Bokuto looked at the red-faced male, and laughed a bit. "Sure, sounds good" he said as he put his phone in his pocket. He swung his bag around his shoulder and gently locked his fingers with akaashi's, which made the male blush more.

"Akaaaashiii! I haven't been to your house in so long!" He yelled as he dropped his bag on the floor and flung off his shoes. "Yea, it's been a while" Akaashi said as he slipped off his shoes and gently placed his bag next to Bokutos. He watched as Bokuto flung himself on the couch face first. "Would you like anything to eat?" akaashi whispered as he walked to the kitchen. "Nope" bokuto said as he followed after him, gently wrapping his arms around akaashis waist, making him squirm and blush. "I missed you" he whined as he kissed akaashi's neck gently. "Me too" akaashi said as he blushed from the sudden gesture. "Bokuto-san, I need to make dinner" he said as he tried to escape bokutos grip. Bokuto was about to continue when his phone buzzed, and he immediately pulled away from akaashi and went back to the couch. Akaashi watched as Bokuto walked away, a bit disappointed, but more curious as to who is texting him.

After Akaashi finished making himself dinner, he sat at the table. Bokuto headed over to the table to accompany Akaashi. Instead, he ended up stealing half of Akaashi's dumplings. They laughed and talked, but every so often bokutos phone would buzz and he would text back. "Who are you texting?" Akaashi asked as he tried to look over to see who it was, but Bokuto pulled his phone away and turned it off. Akaashi was a bit anxious but reassured himself that it wouldn't be what he thought it would be.

After chatting and laughing with each other, bokuto had to head back home. Akaashi walked him to the door, where he quickly threw his bag on and put his shoes on. "Today was fun, let's do it again tomorrow" Bokuto said as he smiled at Akaashi, making him blush softly. They then kissed quickly and said their goodbye's. Akaashi watched as Bokuto walked down the street, daydreaming and spacing out as he stood at the door, leaning against the frame. He snapped out of it as he heard a loud buzz coming from the kitchen table. He locked the door and went to check it out. He realized Bokuto left his phone at his house. He was going to pick it up, but quickly pulled away. 'it's not polite, I should probably just leave it alone' he thought to himself as the phone buzzed again.... and again.... and again... Curiosity got the best of Akaashi as he picked up the phone...