[ akaashi doesn't brace himself quick enough, so when bokuto lunges he can't stop the way his feet stumble, or the way his hands grab into bokuto's sleeves to keep his balance. it's too much, it's too tight, and he swears he saw bokuto just a little while ago back at fukurodani. there's really no need for this, right? ] Bokuto-san, please.

[ for the love of god and all that is holy, give the boy his personal space. this is bone crushing. akaashi lets go of the sleeves and hopes bokuto gets it. please.

which he does, but then bokuto is yapping about phones or something, and really, akaashi doesn't get the big deal. he had planned on texting him soon enough. ] I know how to use my own phone, Bokuto-san. [ probably. all this video chat stuff is new though. ] I was just trying to understand... this, before I started going through it.

[ this being, yah know, everything about holly heights. his house. what the fuck is going on in general. ]