Who invented sleep? Seriously, who did that? Which beautiful man or woman does Akaashi have to kiss to say thank you for such an amazing invention? Even if it does technically make no sense and overall sounds weird when you describe it - sleep is amazing and Akaashi wouldn't trade it for anything else in the world.

I mean, think about it logically - we lie down on a specific type of furniture, cover ourselves with a special type of stuffed cloth, we close our eyes and just lie there still, hallucinating all while our heartbeat slows down and our body basically dies down for a few hours - we then magically wake up as if nothing happened we had not just died for some time - seriously, who's invention was this?

Without further thought and like any self-disrespecting student Akaashi slapped the counter again to find his phone and glasses. It was way past midday, but Akaashi found that excusable as he stayed up during the night trying to ignore a certain someone's messages and doing only god knows what. Hopefully no one saw him doing naked yoga in a middle of the night.

"Good morning sleepy head. Finally awake?" A voice startled him and Akaashi jerked up in his bed. A pair of familiar eyes met him. "Dude. Sorry for scaring you just now"

"Kuroo, you're gonna give me a heart attack next time... you're back early" Akaashi said before yawning, he basically unhinged his jaw like some snake and let out an inhuman noise. "How was the meeting?"

"Better than we thought, actually. His parents are really supportive and so are mine, they were happy for us and wished the best. So now, Kenma and I can officially not hide it from them anymore - though my sister expected it" Kuroo said as he got up from the desk chair he was sitting in. He walked over to Akaashi and sat down on the edge of his bed, he reached out his hand and moved the hair away from Akaashi's eyes. "And what were you doing?"

"Trying to survive, ignoring the bitch, naked yoga - you know me, the usual" Akaashi chuckled. "I'm glad everything is working out for you two"

"Have you thought about your answer yet?" Kuroo suddenly asked, making Akaashi think about what the hell Kuroo was talking about - though it wasn't hard to remember. He looked into Kuroo's eyes, they were gleaming with hope and unfortunately, as always, Akaashi had to be a disappointment.

"I... have not. I'm sorry. But I will think about it, I promise!" Akaashi apologized and Kuroo simply smiled.

"It's fine. It's quite a thing to consider after all. I'll be off to the store. You want anything?" Kuroo pat Akaashi's fluffy bed hair and stood up, it was quite hard to keep looking at him, considering Akaashi was still naked from his midnight yoga session and the blanket was barely covering his private parts.

"Uhhh, chocolate milk and maybe some salt and vinegar chips" Akaashi watched the pained expression on Kuroo's face slowly change into disgust.

"How the hell can you eat those? They hurt. They hurt your mouth." Kuroo winced at the thought.

"What can I say, I like pain" Akaashi winked. "And also they are the only chips you don't steal from me"

"Touche"

Akaashi waited for a few minutes while Kuroo got ready to leave, he couldn't exactly go to his closet naked, though it wouldn't be anything Kuroo hasn't already seen. It's not like the two of them enjoyed showering together a few times before...

The moment Kuroo's tall form was out the door, Akaashi jumped up. Nothing like standing naked in a middle of the room in the middle of the day, huh. It's the freshness. The air flow. The freedom. Unfortunately, his body demanded some clothing and so Akaashi forcibly went to his closet and picked out the most usual outfit. No one would even call it an outfit, to be quite honest. Black sweatpants, black sweatshirt, and nothing else.

You read that correctly and there is no need to read that last sentence again. He decided on not putting underwear on, because, why would he? Also he had no clean ones left and stealing from Kuroo wouldn't feel right. His feels a bit... loose and Akaashi would like his manliness to not diminish even more.

Since it was a break, Akaashi ended up diving right back onto his bed, this time with phone in hand, scrolling through a million posts he had missed. It looks like some new scandal happened and everybody was talking about - someone from their university was exposed as gay. Oh my, the terror...

Yeah right, nobody really cared apart from homophobic people who thought it was some sort of big deal to expose a person - but all they did was make themselves even more unlikable. Just as Akaashi was about to type a rude comment answering one of the girls under the post saying 'oh ew and to think I had a crush on him', there came a know on his door.

Akaashi was way too lost in thought to even ask who it was before opening the door. The moment the door opened and foot stepped in between the door and the frame, just in case Akaashi wanted to slam it shut. A pair of golden eyes met Akaashi's and he could feel the disgust in his stomach boiling. Alongside arousal, I mean, we'll get to that later.

"What do you want?" Akaashi asked coldly as he put his phone in his pocket, the phone weighted down his pants, exposing the skin.

"You didn't reply to me, so I came in person. Why did you ignore me like that? It hurt my feelings, you know?" Bokuto asked in that fake sweet voice of his.

"Hurt your feelings? Maybe think about my feelings too, huh, Mr. Homophobe" Akaashi said sternly. He watched as a small smirk formed on Bokuto's face. Oh, how he wanted to punch him in the jaw.

"Awh, were you hurt by my comment the other day? C'mon Akaashi, you know it means nothing" Bokuto chuckled just a bit. "Can we go inside?" He followed up as he looked around, hoping no people show up.

"Listen up here. I had enough, okay? I admit, the sex with you is bonkers. I mean, absolutely amazing--" Akaashi began ranting.

"Let's go inside..." Bokuto tried ushering Akaashi inside, but instead he stepped out and shut the door behind him.

"-- but I've had enough. I can't keep getting hurt by every single word you say. I can't keep pretending to be okay when you basically insult me daily. Our arrangement was good, but it's time to end things" Akaashi finally said, he had been meaning to say this for a while and finally the moment was right.

"Let's talk inside! What if someone hears? Also... was? You really want to end this? C'mon, I won't say that anymore" Bokuto tried his tactic of promising things, unfortunately Akaashi was long tired of it.

"There you go promising shit again. No. It's over. Go away and delete my number" Akaashi said. Bokuto placed his hand on Akaashi's shoulder, which he promptly shook off. "Don't touch me"

"Keiji, stop being like this. I know you will regret this!" Bokuto laughed a bit as he placed his hand on Akaashi's waist, it was once again slapped away.

"Regret? I am a beautiful guy, Bokuto. I can get it any time I want! I bet if I created a tinder account I would get a hundred matches in the first five minutes! I have choices, you're not the only one. As a matter of fact I have better choices. I have people who want me, who wouldn't hide our relationship!" Akaashi yelled. Bokuto tried to shush him by lifting his hand to cover his mouth, but Akaashi slapped it away. "I said stop touching me"

"Akaashi, stop yelling--"

"What else do you not understand?" A loud voice boomed from the right side. A figure taller than Bokuto by a mere couple of centimetres was more ten times for scarier than he could be, like a gaze of a hungry lion Kuroo's eyes pierced him.

"Fine... I'll go. I'll see how you crawl back, Keiji" Bokuto whispered before basically sprinting away from them, hoping Kuroo wasn't going after him.

Akaashi took a deep breath and fell right into Kuroo's embrace. "Fucking bastard..."

"I hate him. I'm glad you finally told him off." He spoke. He quickly led Akaashi inside the room and handed him his snacks, he couldn't help but smile to himself - now that the main obstacle was gone...

"Kuroo I... I want to try" Akaashi suddenly said, facing away from Kuroo.

"Try... you mean--?"

"Yes. I don't know how polyamorous relationships work, but... I want to try. If you and Kenma are still up for it?" Akaashi turned to Kuroo, a smile played on his face.

"Akaashi, Kenma and I have been crushing on you for the longest time, of course we are up for it. I'll invite him. We can talk about everything. Okay?" Kuroo stood up from his bed and walked closer to Akaashi, he gently traced Akaashi's jawline. The other nodded...

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KurooAka and AkaKenma are SIN SHIPS okay???

Again, a reminder - we need character development. I have a feeling this is going to be a long story...

So yeah, get ready.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed!!

-Hatari