Akaashi x taller ! reader
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warnings: none i believe
requested by: @TheDoctor0668
(M/N) was sitting on the edge of his bathtub, watching as Akaashi thoroughly cleaned his bloody knuckles. Recalling the fight that had just occurred and what came after.
(M/N) slammed a muscular male into the lockers, lifting him up to where his feet couldn't touch the ground. A crowd was forming. A fiery look in (M/N)'s eyes as he was beyond pissed. He took in the sheer look of fear, eating it up as it only fueled him. He licked his lips as one hand had let go of the male, still keeping him firmly in the air. His free hand pulled back and with all his strength and momentum, he punched the male's nose. A crack was heard and a bang from the male having his head slammed into the lockers from the punch.
(M/N) dropped him as he then stepped over the male, having him in between his legs. He lowered himself, having his knees on the ground to keep him upright as he punched with his right hand first then his left. Not letting the male get a break or a second to swing at him. He had no chance against the school's trouble maker.
He didn't know how long it had been, but he felt himself being pulled off the bloodied male. He snapped his head, ready to throw a punch or a kick or anything, but he only glared as it was the principal.
"Office, now!"
(M/N) scoffed, shrugging off the hold of the principal. He noticed so many eyes looking at him, his glare hardened as he slightly jerked their way, taking a step towards them. Those same people flinched back and he sighed through his nose.
"Weaklings." He mumbled, heading to the office. At this point it was a class for him, he was in there so much.
Once at the office, he sat in 'his' chair and put his feet on the principal's desk. The principal ignored it as (M/N) wouldn't have listened to take his feet off.
"I'm sick of your antics, you're a troublemaker. You can't seem to stay out of trouble no matter what we do!"
(M/N) blinked, crossing his arms as his bloodied knuckles seemed to dry over, "Okay."
"So instead of in school suspension, I'm giving you two weeks of out of school suspension."
"Sweet."
"No!" The principal's face was red from anger, "You are to not step foot on school grounds until those two weeks are up."
(M/N) stood up, "Still sounds like a win to me. I'm going to get my stuff. See ya'."
As he walked out of the office, he went to head to his class, but froze. There stood his boyfriend of a few years, Akaashi, and he did not look happy. He was holding (M/N)'s things, his arms crossed as his right index finger was slowly tapping his bicep. (M/N) narrowed his eyes and a mix of disgust and pout overcame his features.
"Don't look at me like that!"
"Then stop acting out!" Akaashi walked over to (M/N) grabbing him by the ear and began to drag him away. "Now, let's go home." His voice was stern, he was annoyed.
"Ow! Keiji, that's hurts!" He tried to swat Akaashi's hand away, but failed, "Let go!"
"No."
"I promise I won't fight for two weeks!"
"Dumbass! I know that's how long you're staying out of school. The walls are thin."
(M/N) snapped back into reality when Akaashi had put more pressure on his knuckles, causing him to wince. He realized his knuckles were going to bruise over and be swollen for a bit, happens every time.
"What the hell?!" (M/N) snapped, glaring at Akaashi, who had a very faint -but noticeable- smirk.
"Apologies." He looked at (M/N) giving him a fake smile.
"You're not even sorry!"
"No," he threw away the bloodied cloth, bandaging up (M/N)'s knuckles, "Anyways, I have to go. Volleyball practice will start soon, and I'm not missing."
(M/N) frowned, "You can say you're sick."
Akaashi was amused, he kissed (M/N)'s lips lightly, pulling away and walking out the bathroom door. (M/N) following behind the shorter male, "You're a bad influence." Akaashi glanced at him.
"I think I'm a great influence."
Akaashi rolled his eyes, walking out the door. Ignoring the male's whining on how he was leaving him. Once out of view from (M/N)'s home, he smiled lightly to himself, the small smile staying on for the rest of the day.
It had been a week since (M/N) had been suspended. And it only got more boring by the day. Every now and then Akaashi would drop by, giving him his missing assignments so he didn't fall behind. He would then stay over for a bit, watching movies, cuddling with (M/N), cooking, you name it they did it because (M/N) was just bored out of his mind. Today, well, today was one of those days that Akaashi didn't visit.
(M/N) was laying halfway on his bed, having his feet dangling over touching the ground. His hands behind his head as he looked at his ceiling.
"I should surprise him and go to his practice." He mumbled, "But I'm not supposed to be on school grounds. I can just sneak in, not like they will do anything. But what about the coach... I wonder if he's scared of me like the rest, maybe he'll keep his mouth shut about it." He nodded his head, liking the odds, "Either way, if the principal found out it'll be worth it." He quickly sat up, changing into something quick. Making sure he looked somewhat hot and somewhat cool, "I get to see my Keiji!"
(M/N) had his hands in his pockets as he walked to the school. Humming to himself as there was a slight bounce in his step. He knew Akashi would be surprised, or disappointed, who knows. Either way, (M/N) just wanted to see his oh so lovable boyfriend.
The school came into his line of vision, and he grinned before picking his pace up. He went to the back of the gym where Akaashi and his team would be practicing, making sure to avoid every school camera. He didn't want to get caught too quickly.
He peeked through a window, seeing Akaashi setting to Bokuto, watching as the ace of the team spiked it easily. He boasted about himself asking Akaashi if it was impressive, the setter nodded. (M/N) wiggled his eyebrows at it, finally deciding to go in.
He bursted through the doors, heads turning his way, some shivered, others stepped back. Akaashi had his eyes casted down in disappointment, (M/N) pointed to him, a light smirk on his face.
"That's the reaction I was hoping for."
"You shouldn't be here." Akaashi said.
(M/N) shrugged and continued to walk in, making eye contact with the coach. He looked like he was ready to let the principal know he was here, which would cause more days away from school. He gave a mocking salute to him and sat at a different bleacher.
"I was passing by." (M/N) said, "Decided to drop by and watch the practice. See how good you are."
"You mean us?" Bokuto asked, perking up as he was right next to Akaashi.
(M/N) didn't like how close they were, so he began to glare. Causing the two colored hair male to jump back and go further away. (M/N)'s glare vanished at that.
"No, I couldn't care less about you guys. I'm here for Keiji." He then turned to their coach, "If you don't tell the principal, I won't disrupt your stupid practice."
He narrowed his eyes at (M/N), not wanting to cause any unnecessary issues. They were practicing for nationals, he rather not have any disruptions at all.
"Fair enough." He faced away, calling out on what should be happening and what they should be working on.
(M/N) was satisfied, his eyes intently watching them. Even though he said he would only be there for Akaashi, he decided why not check out how good of a team they are. They made a few mistakes, most they kept repeating, only because the male was watching them. The only one not affected by the male's gaze was Akaashi.
"Would you stop staring at my team." Their coach snapped.
"No."
He grew bored of watching them, every now and then saying something to throw them off, or when giving them back the ball he would throw the volleyball back with full force, having them squeak or dodge out of the way. They were afraid to say something, afraid to approach him.
"Akaashi," Bokuto whispered, for once being quiet, "Do something. He seems to tolerate you."
Akaashi raised a brow at him, everyone agreeing with him, Are they stupid? Do they not know we are dating?
(M/N) grew bored of whatever he was doing. It was no longer fun to mess with the team, or continue to be 'rude'. So, he got up and began to walk to Akaashi. It was like a path cleared for him from the volleyball team. He liked it.
Once next to Akaashi, he took the volleyball in his hands away. Bouncing the ball like a basketball, humming as he picked it up and holding onto it.
He tossed it as it hit Akaashi's shoulders, before going back into his hands. Repeating it as Akaashi's eyebrows twitched in annoyance. The team was anxious for their setter.
"You know," (M/N) began, "this is oddly soft for a basketball." He had a teasing tone, knowing Akaashi gets pissed when people misinterpret volleyball.
The last straw for Akaashi was when (M/N) took the volleyball and it hit his head.
"(M/N)," He said in a warning tone, "you better watch it."
"Akaashi! Don't say that!" Bokuto said, (M/N) looked at him and he quickly shut up.
"Watch what? What exactly are you going to do about it, setter?"
"What am I going to do?" Then an idea popped in his mind, "There's something that I can do." He lowered his head a bit, eyes glancing up a bit, a certain glint in his eyes.
(M/N) liked that look, but didn't like what the meaning behind it.
"You wouldn't."
"Oh, but I would." His hands slowly lifted up. His fingers wiggling.
(M/N) took a step back, shocking everyone -minus Akaashi- that there was something (M/N) didn't want. Something to make him step back.
(M/N) darted off before Akaashi could do anything, having the said male blink before processing that the taller male was running away.
"Don't think you can get away from me that easily."
Akaashi began to run as well, a game of cat and mouse. (M/N) being the mouse, usually the mouse can get away, but in this case, the cat would eventually win. And that moment (M/N) was dreading. (M/N) looked back to see how far Akaashi was and his eyes widened to see the distance between them closing.
Both forgetting about the volleyball team.
He looked forward and his eyes widened even more as he hit the net and fell on the gym floor. He groaned a bit, but didn't get up as he saw Akaashi right above him. The male was smirking as he got on his knees, on the right side of (M/N), beginning to tickle him. Grabbing his sides, poking his stomach, anywhere he could touch.
(M/N) wheezed, air leaving his lungs as his sides began to hurt from laughing. Tears blurring his eyes before falling down, his laughter growing louder.
The volleyball team shocked to hear that, shocked to see that the troublemaker of the school -the so called scary bad boy- was ticklish. That he has a sweet sounding laugh.
Through all this, (M/N) was trying to push Akaashi's hands away, to at least get some time to adjust and suck in air. Yet, Akaashi wouldn't let him, the setter was in control.
"Stop..." (M/N) wheezed, laughing more, "it...." He began to cough through his laughing fits, before the coughing seized and (M/N) closed his eyes turning his head as the laughing didn't die down.
Akaashi smiled, he had missed seeing this side of (M/N), so he wasn't planning to stop any time soon. Until he felt a pair of hands on his waist.
He looked down, (M/N) had wrapped his hands around his waist, gripping it a tad bit harder now that Akaashi had stopped tickling him. He was frozen by the action. (M/N) sat up, grinning ear to ear. He liked these moments, but would never dare say it out loud.
He pulled Akaashi towards him, having him on his lap now. Akaashi had his arms wrapped around the taller male's waist, his legs on the floor.
(M/N) had a gentle smile that reached his eyes. Such a soft, loving expression on his face. Akaashi relaxed into his hold, pulling himself a bit closer.
"I hate you." (M/N) smiled, leaning closer.
"I hate you too." Akaashi returned the smile, closing the gap between them.
It was a short kiss, but it was their favorite by far. A perfect way to end a moment for the two of them, or rather, the volleyball team as well.
bonus:
"So... if I tickle you, you'll be nicer to me?" Bokuto asked.
(M/N) shot a glare at the male, "No way. You're not Keiji."
Bokuto's hair flattened at that, frowning. He wants to be (M/N)'s friend, but it seems like the male wants nothing to do with anyone else besides Akaashi.
Akaashi took notice in the change of attitude from their captain. He smacked the back of (M/N)'s head, glancing at his captain and then at him. A warning glance.
"I think it's about time you start making more friends." Akaashi said, only for (M/N) to hear, "Don't you think?" He kissed (M/N)'s cheek, knowing the male would do anything he said.
(M/N) mumbled incoherent words, before saying out loud for everyone to hear, "I'm... so...rry." He said, "I think it would be great... to be friends." He almost gagged at saying that, but managed to not show the disgust.
Bokuto brightened at that, his hair fully standing now.
(M/N) turned to Akaashi, having a silent conversation with him. There, are you happy now?
Very. Akaashi hugged (M/N), the male easily returning it.
~sorry for taking so long! but i hope you enjoy it! 2000+ words for being gone so long and because i love this request and this concept! i find it rather cute and i like writing stuff like this!
~let me know what you think! :)