Thread by @Paintbrushyy

#Bokuaka // anxiety, confessions

Akaashi is notoriously afraid of planes. The shaking and trembling of his seat sends shock waves through him that make his heart thunder louder than any worldly collapse.
He grips into the arm rests, knuckles turning white. He holds his breath.+

And the only thought that races through his head is the sound of his laugh. He's stuck in his head and it's the only thing keeping the tears from perching on his lashes.
The plane shutters and bounces and Akaashi gasps, and almost whispers his name.
He's always loved his smile+

, the way it shines every time, even when talking about something dumb. It's the only thing that feels good when he's numb.
"Bokuto-san," Akaashi whispers, and his nails dig into the plastic. His heart races into his throat and Akaashi wants to sob. He wants to sob out of regret+

because he hasn't told him yet. The words have been stuck on the tip of his tongue for years, and Akaashi's never been brave enough to let them fall out.
Akaashi looks down at his phone wedged under his leg. It lights up. It's blank and Akaashi's head is empty except for fear.+

And the only good thought is the one he's impulsively having. So he picks up the phone. He ignores his neighbors and their yelps, and dials in the only number he knows by heart.
"Hey hey hey! You've reached Bokuto Koutarou, um leave a message!"
Akaashi sucks in a shaky breath+

, the plane jerking and he slams a hand in front of him, bracing himself. He fights for his words as the tears stream down his face and his arms shake.
"Um Bo— Kou, I'm on a plane. It's a rough flight and I think I'm scared." He trembles through his words. It's terrible. +

"I don't— I think I just need— Ahh— Okay, I'm— I'm in love with you. And I know it's been years past when I should have told you, and it's very impromptu. But I want to do everything with you, and I want to stay by your side. Even when you're loud, and I'm quiet, and we do +

nothing but stay in. I wanna be there. I'm so in love with you Bokuto-san. And I don't want to keep calling you Bokuto-san. I want to call you Koutarou—AHH." People yelp, and the overhead lights come on. "I just. I think I'm going to die. And I'll call again just to hear your +

silly wonderful voice in your voicemail. So just if you love me. Don't love anyone else more."
The plane jerks and Akaashi drops his phone. The call hangs up and his heart thrashes. Everything feels like it's falling apart. He leans back and lets his phone stay on the ground. +

Because what's the point if this is the end of everything. He said everything he's wanted, he's said the scariest thing he could, even now. So he leans back and sighs, and shakes, and lets the tears stream down his cheeks as he clenches his eyes shut. Because this is the end. +

This is the end.
... ...
Akaashi opens his eyes, and looks straight ahead. The plane is still and a voice comes over from above.
"Ladies and gentlemen sorry for the rough ride but we have landed safely. Welcome to Osaka..."
He stops listening, and his body relaxes.+

It didn't end at all.
Akaashi searches for his phone when everyone's off the plane. He finds it several seats down and doesn't look at it when he does.
He doesn't look at it until he has his bag and is standing at the departure pick up. He pulls it out, and turns it on. +

And in a second it rings. A terrifying sound because it's his favorite, or almost. It's Bokuto's ring tone, and his smile flashes across the screen and Akaashi cant help it when his heart soars from seeing it again.
He picks up, and presses it to his ear, his head finally clear.+

"Akaashi?"
"Yeah?" His voice is small.
"I got your message."

//END

Hehehe, cliff hanger. I've been listening to a song on repeat and I wanted to write a bokuaka fic about it.
Hope you enjoyed!
#Bokuto #Akaashi #Haikyuu #Threadfics #hq_anime

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