"i'll see you on monday?" bokuto asks, keeping his hands in his jeans pockets. akaashi nods, "good night, bokuto-san." bokuto smiles. akaashi starts taking off bokuto's jacket, but the latter stops him. "keep it. i like it on you." the younger's face immediately starts going red.

the older laughs, "your face is red! do you like me, akaashi?!" he teases the red faced boy. "i-i'm just embarrassed. stop it, bokuto-san." he covers his face. "okay, okay. good night, akaashi."

-

monday comes and akaashi feels so cold. he comes to school, warming his hands together. "good morning." akaashi greets his classmates quietly. before he could sit down, he hears a loud voice calling for him in a sweet voice.

"akaashi~." he sees bokuto leaning against their classroom window, waving at him. he stands up and walks towards the buff senior, "bokuto-san. good morning." bokuto chuckles, "still cold?" and the younger nods, almost like having a pout on his face. and bokuto finds it extremely cute. "if you're cold, you should wear a thick coat and a scarf. you might get sick." the younger nods again, "i really should. i'm not good during the cold."

before bokuto could say anything, the school bell rings. "come by classroom later at lunch break!" he waves at akaashi and runs to his class.

-

"bokuto-san." bokuto sees him and immediately smiles. "akaashi, you really came." bokuto runs to him. now, they're both outside, in front of class 3-1. "hi bokuto-san. how was cla-"

"kotaro!" a girl's voice interrupts the black haired boy from speaking. "oh, yukie!" in comes a very beautiful lady. "akaashi. this is shirofuku yukie." they bow at each other, "i'm akaashi keiji." he introduces himself, keeping his hands at the back, fiddling with his fingers.

"your girlfriend, bokuto-san?" akaashi hears the school bell ring, "well, bokuto-san, see you later." akaashi slightly waves at the other boy and bows at yukie before running downstairs to his classroom. "wait akaashi, you just got here!"

"you like him, don't you?" yukie elbows the other in the arm. "what? no. shut up." bokuto starts walking back inside his classroom, planning to talk to akaashi later.

-

"bokuto-san. you're here." akaashi says, fixing his bag and not looking at the other. "let's hang out today, akaashi." bokuto leans against the wall, arms crossed. "uh, maybe not today, bokuto-san. i don't really feel well." the older approaches the younger and rests his hand on the latter's forehead. "doesn't feel like you have a cold or a fever."

"maybe it's because i'm just so cold." akaashi slings his bag over his shoulder and begins walking towards the door. bokuto rolls his eyes and sighs before running up to the other. "did something happen?" he's now standing in front of the smaller, holding his arm to prevent him from running away.

"bokuto-san, please." akaashi tries to keep it cool, but he's slightly panicking from how the other's face looks right now. he has never seen bokuto kotaro have that serious look on his face ever. "let's go." the taller drags akaashi outside the classroom, and akaashi flinches on how hard bokuto slams the door.

"bokuto-san, where are we going?" bokuto doesn't answer and akaashi gets nervous. is he mad? does he hate me now? "bokuto-san?" bokuto stops walking and akaashi notices they're at a nearby park. "bokuto-san. what are you doing?"

"akaashi, are you mad at me?" akaashi furrows his eyebrows, "no i'm not, bokuto-san. i told you that i don't feel well. please let me go home." he says calmly. "right, let's go home." bokuto once drags the younger, "why are you dragging me towards my house?"

"you said you wanted to go home." akaashi looks at his hand that's being held, "i meant by myself, bokuto-san." bokuto doesn't answer.

and minutes later, they stand before akaashi's house. "you can go home now." akaashi adjusts the bag on his shoulder. "good night." and he arrives inside without the older stopping him nor speaking another word.