"Hey Bo!" A loud voice echoed the dorm room.
Bokuto sat on his bed with a blanket over his head. He was staring at his phone, the blue light illuminating his face.
"Woah.. you okay buddy?" The bed headed guy walks over and stands next to the bed.
Bokuto had slight eye bags.
"Mhm." Bokuto nodded.
"Your acting different." Kuroo sat down on the end of the bed. "Is it because of Akaashi..?"
Bokuto hasn't seen Akaashi since he dropped him off two nights ago. Maybe Akaashi was just angry at him..?
Bokuto groaned and fell back laying onto his pillows.
"I'm guessing that's a yes." Kuroo dropped his head to stare at the floor.
Bokuto groaned again and sat up. "I feel like a horrible person for saying that to him.."
"What did you even say to him..?" Kuroo lifted his head and slid more onto the bed.
"I said.." Bokuto stopped and thought about that night. "I told him I wanted to help him.. but he said he didn't want my help. Then I asked him why I even brought him there.."
Kuroo sighed and leaned his back on the wall backing up to the bed. "That's harsh.."
"Yea. I know." Bokuto mumbled out irritated.
"Bokuto you have to realize.. it's not just your fault. Settle down a bit."
"Kuroo it's completely my fault!" Bokuto exclaimed.
"Bo! Dude you both said something wrong. And another thing, you do barely know him-"
Bokuto cut him off, "I fucking know I barely know him! I get reminded that on the daily."
"Sheesh.." Kuroo huffed.
They sat there for a couple of minutes until Kuroo broke the silence once again.
"Bokuto.. you know it's not wrong to go talk to him..?" Kuroo sat up a bit more.
Bokuto looked at him, "I've tried texting him so many times.. but it seems like I can't face him.."
"Oh.. well.. I honestly think you need to go to him dude. Ask Kenma." Kuroo stood up and stretched a bit.
Bokuto sat there in silence. Kuroo walked out and waved.
"I need a good reason though!" Bokuto exclaimed and fell back. "A good reason.. to apologize?" Bokuto pulled at his hair.
"Why is this so hard!?" Bokuto screamed and squirmed in his messy bed.
Bokuto squirmed for a couple of minutes until it came to him. He blanked on it.. how did he blank on it?
Bokuto scrambled up and stretched on a hoodie and put some jeans over his boxers. His eyes teared up, how did he forget?
"Shit! Akaashi wait for me!" Bokuto screamed as a tear rolled down his face. He slide out of his room and slammed the door shut.
As he ran down the stairs he opened his phone and scrolled through his contacts. Then Bokuto missed a step and stumbled down the stairs.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" He scrambled back up and clutched the phone that flew out of his hands. It was cracked, but it worked.
"I can't call! I don't have enough damn time!" He clutched his phone. He was already on the third floor so he sprinted down the hallway. He made it to the door and wiggled the door handle, it was locked.
"Kenma! I know your in there! Open the fuck up!" Bokuto banged on the door vigorously. He waited for a couple of seconds and the door swung open.
"What the fuck do you want Bokuto?!" Kenma huffed.
Bokuto just realized he was out of breath, "I.. *exhale* need Akaashi's.. *inhale* address!" He was on his tip toes.
"Why? Did something happen?" Kenma curiously said.
"Kenma just give me the address!" Bokuto screamed.
"Give me a reason! He was upset about that night, about you. I don't think he wants to see you, your like a stranger!" Kenma sternly said.
"I.. I don't care! He might be in trouble! W-When I took him out that day.. he like.. how do I say it!" Bokuto squeezed his eyes shut.
"What do you mean he might be in trouble?" Kenma's mind started to race.
"He said something about.. an.. abusive relationship!" Bokuto finally spit it out. His heart was racing, what if he didn't make it in time? But what if he's just over reacting?
Kenma then quickly gave him the address and Bokuto sprinted down the hallway repeating that address in his mind.
Kenma pulled his phone out a called Kuroo. He now was running down the hallway, but not fast enough to catch up to the speedy owl.
Kenma told him to meet him at the dorms, quickly. He had never felt this scared. While Kenma was running down the stairs, Bokuto was already turning his car on. Bokuto backed out and spun his car around. He sped out of the parking lot and drove down the road as fast as he could. Luckily it was only a five minutes drive.
"Why am I fucking doing this?!" Bokuto slammed his hand against the stirring wheel. Then he slammed on the breaks, he was about to hit a car. "Fuck!"
The traffic light was red, multiple cars were in front of him.
"I barely know him! But it feels like I need to be with him! What is wrong with me?!" He honked the car horn once the light turned green. He surely got some dirty glares but he quickly turned the down street and drove as fast as he could.
He slid into a parking space in front of the apartment building and jumped out of the car. Slamming the door and running up the stairs.
"Shit. Shit. Shit! What was it?" Bokuto exclaimed as he jumped from stair to stair. Then it came to mind and he sprinted down the apartment hallway. He made it to the door and stopped.
"What am I suppose to do..? What if I'm overreacting? What if I'm just paranoid?" Bokuto whispered and crinkled his eyebrows. "Oh well. What if I'm right!" Bokuto clutched the door handle and opened the door, why was the door handle unlocked?
Bokuto walked in slowly and quietly. In the small apartment it was dead silent, you could hear the air heater buzzing. He slid his hand off the handle and walked more into the apartment. Bokuto knew he was intruding, but it was for a valid reason. Why is the door unlocked anyways?
Bokuto's heart started to race, you could hear the beating coming from his chest. His mind was racing. He walked into the small living room and his eyes scanned the place, it seemed normal. A small tv with a small L couch that took up some room. His head turned back and looked at the kitchen, it seemed normal except for a butter knife being left out on the counter.
As he walked more into the apartment his breathing seemed to be really loud.
"Ak..aashi?" Bokuto whispered.
Bokuto walked into what seemed to be the bedroom. He walked in and searched around. Then he heard a slight gag coming from the hallway. He quickly jumped out of the room and looked around. He didn't know where it came from, then another one came but louder.
Bokuto then realized that there was the bathroom that he hadn't checked, he quickly walked to the door and slightly knocked.
"Akaashi..?" He said worried. No response. "Akaashi..! Let me in!" His knocks became louder.
Bokuto decided to break the door. He stepped back a little.
"I'm coming in Akaashi!" Bokuto said while he jogged forwards a bit and slammed into the door. Luckily the lock was weak and it easily rammed open.
Bokuto stumbled and saw him. Akaashi was hugging the toilet as more vomit came out of him. He didn't have a shirt, his pants were dirty.
"A.. Akaashi?!" Bokuto stood there. He knew what to expect coming here but his stomach dropped as he saw him.
Akaashi lifted his head at looked at Bokuto, "H-Hey Bokuto-san.." Akaashi smiled.
"I-I.. what the hell.." Bokuto stepped forwards a bit.
Akaashi shuttered, "Please d-don't come near me Bokuto-san.." Akaashi quickly turned his head as more vomit came out of his mouth.
Bokuto was completely hazed. He didn't know what to do at all. Bokuto then decided to walk closer to him and sit next to him.
"Bokuto-san. Get a-away from me.." Akaashi looked up at him. He was trembling.
"No."
"Yes.." Akaashi threw up once more. Bokuto jumped and slightly gagged from seeing all the vomit in the toilet.
"No."
Akaashi looked up as a tears fell from his eyes, "Please.."
"I-I can't.." Bokuto whined.
More vomit came from Akaashi, put it was different. He dry heaved after, nothing would come out. Finally a stream of crimson liquid fell from his mouth.
"Akaashi!" Bokuto exclaimed as he held Akaashi back a bit. He didn't know what to do one bit.
"Bokuto-san.. I'm sorry.." Akaashi looked up with tears coming from his eyes. "I really fucked up-" More dry heaving came out, same as blood.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck Akaashi!" Bokuto screamed. "I don't know what to do!" Bokuto started to tear up.
"Just don't d-do anything then.." Akaashi smiled as blood dripped down his mouth.
Bokuto quickly pulled Akaashi into himself, not caring if he got vomit on him or blood.
"I'm sorry Akaashi.. I don't know why I said that! I always know that I met you last week! I always fucking remind myself! It just feels like I have always known you! I want to get to know you better.." Bokuto's tears started to come out, he was now just jumbling sentences.
"Don't cry-" Akaashi pulled away and threw up, this time it was just blood. His whole body hurt, it was burning. His blood boiled and his head felt like it was going to explode. Bruises were everywhere on his skinny body.
"We.. have to go the hospital!" Bokuto yelled.
"N-No! I can't!" Akaashi refused.
Bokuto swiftly scooped him up and started to run out of the bathroom. Akaashi squirmed and yelled, but Bokuto was determined. He ran down the hallway and rammed the front door open. He turned and faced Kenma and Kuroo.
"We have to go! You have a car?" Bokuto screamed. Akaashi coughed up more blood, it splattered on the floor. Kenma and Kuroo looked at it and Kuroo nodded. They all ran down the stairs.
Kuroo jumped into the car and started it. Bokuto slid into the back seat with Akaashi in his arms. Kenma was in the front seat, he didn't know what to say.
"It's going to be fine Akaashi!" Bokuto smiled.
"W-Why are you overreacting?" Akaashi smiled and started to have a coughing fit. More blood dribbled down his chin and dripped down his chest.
"Hurry up Kuroo!" Bokuto shouted.
"I'm trying!" Kuroo screamed back.
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Bokuto slammed through the ER doors and shouted through the room.
"I.. I need help!" Bokuto screamed.
Soon enough Akaashi was on a hospital bed being wheeled away, out of his arms. He stood there, speechless.
Kuroo and Kenma soon were at his side.
"I.." Bokuto stood there with a blank stare. He walked over to the wall next to the seats and slide down the cold wall. He sat there with his knees up and slightly open. He dropped his head and looked at the floor.
Kuroo soon walked over and sat in the seat next to him. He put his hand on his head and patted it. Kenma clung to Kuroo's arm at sat there with a blank stare.
"Hey Kuro.." Kenma whispered.
"Mhm.." Kuroo leaned his head on the pudding haired boy.
"Why am I such a bad friend?" Kenma whispered back.
"Stop. You honestly didn't know this would happen.." Kuroo nudged him a bit.
"What do you mean?! He's already been to the hospital! And the bruises.. why didn't I do anything?" Kenma spoke up a bit, tears filled his eyes.
Kuroo took his hand and squeezed it. "Don't worry kitten.."
Kenma sniffled a bit and nudged more into him.
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It was about thirty minutes later a nurse came out and approached the three college students.
"Uh.. you three are friends with Keiji Akaashi?" The female said.
Bokuto popped his head up and nodded. Kenma sat up more and leaned closer to hear.
"Okay. Are any of his family members here?" She questioned.
"No.. his family lives away from here." Kenma said.
"Okay.. well I am going to need one of you to come with me for one minute. To discuss about his condition." She bobbed her leg up and down.
"I'll go..?" Bokuto stood up and looked at Kenma. Kenma nodded.
Bokuto walked with the nurse around the corner.
"So.. about him." She looked up at Bokuto. "I need to know what happened to him."
Bokuto stood there, "I don't know.. I uhm.. walked in and he was throwing up vigorously." Bokuto explained.
"Well.. luckily it's nothing that serious. His throat is pretty scratched up, but I also need to know about all of the bruises around his body."
"I don't know.." Bokuto shook his head.
"Okay.. well one of his ribs are bruised. It also seems his nose was a bit dislocated." She stood there looking him in the eyes.
"Can.. I see him?" Bokuto questioned.
"We will need about another twenty minutes. But after your free to come see him." The nurse nodded and walked away.
Bokuto stood there, his legs felt like they were going to collapse. He heart was still beating rapidly from all the commotion. He walked back to the two boys and slid back down the wall.
"What did she say?" Kenma quickly asked.
"We can see him in twenty minutes..!" Bokuto tried to say enthusiastically.
They both nodded.
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Bokuto walked into the hospital room once again. Seeing him in a hospital bed once more pulled at his heart.
Akaashi was asleep, but he looked like he was in pain.
Bokuto walked over and sat in the chair next to him. He lifted his hand and slightly slid some pieces of hair from Akaashi's face.
"I'm sorry. If I was there sooner.." Bokuto dropped his hand.
"Bokuto-san?" Akaashi whispered.
"Akaashi?" Bokuto smiled.
Akaashi turned his head and facing him. His dark eyes stared at Bokuto's. The room was filled with silence. It was cold in there, he slightly shivered.
"Bokuto-san.. I do want you help.." Akaashi whispered, his warm smile curved on his soft lips.
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a/n: I made a long chapter :) I wonder where Akaashi's shitty boyfriend is.. 😓😡