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Hey! I just read your Heather hc with Kuroo and Suna and I LOVE THEM! Can I ask for the same idea but with Akaashi and Iwaizumi? Thank you ❤

So I actually did one with Iwa from another request, here is the link to his:

Iwaizumi’s “heather” ✨

Pairing: Akaashi x f!reader

Warnings: Swearing, Angst(?)

Prompt: He has a girl best friend who’s got a crush on him, but he has feelings for y/n (“heather”)

Akaashi

He just rambles about you and he doesn’t really realize that he subtly relates everything back to you

He sees a book you like? He starts to tell her about it. She’s wearing your favorite color? He tells her that (YIKES).

He can be a bit of an overthinker so he’s always asking stuff like ‘do you think I’m coming on too strong?’ Cause he doesn’t wanna make you uncomfy.

HE WRITES POEMS AND STUFF FOR YOU 100%

She always jokes that she’s hurt he never writes poems for her but like,,, she’s not actually joking

He’s like “I thought people only do that for someone they’re in love with,”

“They do,”

That’s why I wanted one

She starts to distance herself from him when you start hanging around more and he’s a little confused and a lot hurt to be honest

He’s definitely wondering why she seems to wanna avoid you and him all the time.

So he confides in his best friend, Bokuto, and asks why he thinks she’s been so distant,

“SOOO you didn’t hear it from me, but she’s crushing on you big time,”

“Oh.”

I feel like he doesn’t REALLY think much of it like,,, it’s not really his fault he doesn’t feel the same way, and he thinks she should just get over it

But I feel like he’d try to stop talking so much about you when he’s with her so he doesn’t hurt her.

That hurts her more though because it makes her feel like he’s pitying her and she hates that.

She admits defeat though, she doesn’t get all crazy or anything

She’s the one who actually ends up telling you how Akaashi feels about you, because she’s certain you like him back.

She knows she should have let him do it himself, but she also knows he was having a hard time working up the courage to actually do it, and part of her just wanted to be able to do one thing that Akaashi would remember.

honestly just wants to see him happy, even if it’s not with her.

“She came to our game last week, and we were up against a tough opponent, but we won,” Akaashi explained, a small smile spread across his lips as he looked down at his hands, “She must be my good luck charm,”

The girl frowned for a moment too brief to be noticed, “Oh yeah? Well, she seems nice, I’d like to meet her soon,” Akaashi nodded and looked up at his friend, smiling a bit harder. She smiled back, thinking his was for her, “What?”

“Your shirt,” he started, “It’s her favorite color,”

Her jaw almost fell to the floor, but she quickly regained composure, “Oh, really? I guess have good taste then,” a nervous laugh escaped her. He was quiet, and she was sure that what she’d just said had gone in one ear and out the other. She sighed and rolled her eyes at the lovestruck boy, “Akaashi?”

He shook himself, “I’m sorry, did you say something?”

“Nope,” she shrugged. Akaashi hummed and his smile grew wider, “You’re thinking about her, aren’t you?” she asked, dreading the answer. “I am,” Akaashi said, “She’s wonderful, I really can’t believe someone like her is even interested in talking to me, I don’t think I’m very interesting,” he fiddled with his fingers in his lap as he sat at his desk.

“Don’t say that about yourself ‘Kaashi,” she said softly, “You’re amazing! You’re smart, talented and you’re a great person!” a smile spread across her lips as she sat up on the edge of his bed, “Anyone would be lucky to have you.”

“Thank you,” he mumbled, “I hope y/n feels the same way.”

The girl sat in the library with Akaashi and Bokuto across from her as she quietly read a book she’d checked out the day before. Akaashi looked up from his work and smiled, a small huff coming from his nose. Bokuto’s eyes shifted towards his friend and the girl looked up.

“Akaashi! You’re blushing!” Bokuto noted, “Are you thinking about you know who?” he wiggled his eyebrows and Akaashi looked away. The girl’s eyes scanned the room, thinking for a moment that you were there. You didn’t have to be there to make him feel flustered though, just the thought of you made his heart race, and just that thought was enough to make hers sink.

“That’s one of y/n’s favorite books,” Akaashi pointed to the book in the girl’s hands, “I’ve been meaning to read it for a while now, she says it’s good.” The smile lingered on his face as he looked down.

The girl his the frown on her face behind the book. Did he not know better than to compare the girl he liked to the one that liked him, to her face?

“Aw, you gotta ask her out, Akaashi! You’re totally crazy about her, right?” Bokuto encouraged, slapping a hand over Akaashi’s back, “If you wan’t, I can do it for ‘ya!”

“That’s alright, I’d like to do it myself,” Akaashi said, “I’m just worried she might not have feelings for me in the same way I do for her,” he looked at the girl, “Can I ask your opinion?”

She nodded hesitantly, “Sure,”

“Do you think I’m being overbearing by walking her home every day? Am I being too obvious?” He asked, “Do you think she’s weirded out at all?” “Akaashi,” she sighed, “You’re fine, please trust me, you’re literally being perfect, so calm down.” She wasn’t just saying that to blow smoke up his ass, she really meant it, he was acting the perfect gentleman for you, and the blush that spread across your cheeks was never unnoticed by her, even if it was by Akaashi.

Even though she’d just recently met you for the first time, your feelings for Akaashi were so dreadfully obvious; it takes one to know one, she figured.

The girl heard Akaashi’s breath hitch as his head snapped towards the door. She didn’t need to look up to know that you had just walked in.

Akaashi smiled and waved timidly at you, but he wasn’t sure you saw him until Bokuto called you over, “y/n! Come sit with us!” You smiled and waved back at Akaashi as you made your way over to their table.

“Hey guys!” you said quietly, taking a seat next to the girl and across from Akaashi.

“Hello, y/n,” Akaashi smiled, “How are you today?”

You smiled back, “I’m good! How’re you?”

“Great,” he said, “I didn’t expect to see you here so early, you usually come in later.”

The girl almost puked. He kept track of when you got there every morning. Something about that was so simple, but so intimate in a way she wished he’d be with her.

You nodded sheepishly, “I had to come make up a test, and I didn’t want to ditch you after school.”

“What’s this I hear about after school?” Bokuto leaned in, “Akaashi, are you ditching practice today?”

Akaashi coughed, “Yes, I feel a cold coming on,” You giggled and he looked over at you with a proud smile, glad he was able to make you laugh.

“Akaashi! That’s so unlike you! Is your girlfriend a bad influence?” Bokuto teased. You both blushed and looked away from each other.

You wanted to explain, and tell him that Akaashi was just going to help you study for your English exam next week, but you were a bit too embarrassed, and the words fell dead on your tongue. Your loss for words made you feel even more stupidly flustered than before and the girl quickly took notice

“Bokuto, leave the kids alone,” she sighed, looking at you apologetically.

“Kids?” Bokuto scoffed, “They’re only a year below us! You make us sound like grandparents,” he shivered, “I’m not old! I’m still cool! Right, Akaashi?”

“Something like that,” he replied and you snickered. Bokuto’s jaw dropped and he folded his arms, “I’m just messing with you, of course you’re cool,” Akaashi said.

“Hey, hey, hey! Now, y/n, say I’m cool!”

You were still a bit flustered from before, but you managed a small smile, “You’re cool, Bokuto!”

“Cool for a grandpa,” the girl teased.

“Hey! You’re the one who called them kids,” he frowned, “Besides. Akaashi and his girlfriend say I’m cool, so it must be true!” “Bokuto, please use her name instead of calling her that,” Akaashi sighed, a subtle blush dusting his cheeks.

“Yeah,” the girl said, “They aren’t dating,” it came out a bit more bitterly than she’d intended, and she almost felt like she should apologize for it.

Bokuto grinned and leaned in to Akaashi, “Not yet,”

You looked over at the girl, silently questioning the exchange.

She shrugged, “Boys are stupid, huh?”

“So? Is it too much?” Akaashi asked nervously as the girl’s eyes scanned the paper he’d handed her. His handwriting was almost as pretty as him, and she found herself mesmerized by his way with words, “Um?” “It’s beautiful, Akaashi,” she said, “You wrote this for y/n?” he nodded shyly, “She’s gonna love it.” “You think so?” He smiled as she handed it back to him.

“I’m like a million percent sure,” she said, “It’s so freaking sweet, and cute, and- hey! How come you never write things like that for me?” she asked, half joking.

Akaashi furrowed his brows and tilted his head, “Things like this are supposed to be exclusive for someone you’re in love with though,” he explained, “If I wrote things like that for everyone, it wouldn’t be special for y/n anymore,”

She nodded, hiding the way his words wounded her, “Right.” a subtly bitter laugh escaped her, “My bad I’m sorry,”

He shook his head, “No need to apologize,” he looked up from the piece of paper in his hands and smiled as he caught a glimpse of you across the schoolyard, waiting patiently for him by the exit. Akaashi smiled and looked back down, feeling butterflies in his stomach before he turned to his friend, “Okay, I’m going to give it to her,”

“Good luck, ‘Kaashi!” She cheered halfheartedly.

“Get your girl, Akaashi!” Bokuto’s loud voice startled her from behind and she snapped her head towards him with a frown, “Oh, hey! You’re here too!” He grinned. She watched Akaashi approach you hesitantly. He gently tapped your shoulder and smiled handing you the poem he’d written for you. “Do you wanna get closer so we can eavesdrop?” Bokuto suggested with a raised brow.

“That’s kinda wrong though, isn’t it?” She folded her arms over her chest. “Not if they don’t notice!” Bokuto grabbed her wrist and pulled her along towards you and Akaashi.

She rolled her eyes and frowned. It wasn’t that it was ‘wrong’, she’d usually never pass up an opportunity to eavesdrop on someone else’s personal conversations, but to be frank, she didn’t really want to know the details of Akaashi’s love for you. She’d read enough in his heartfelt poem, but there she was, being shoved behind a bush by Bokuto as they listened closely.

“I wanted you to have that, I’ve been working on it for a while,” Akaashi said, a bit nervous, “I wrote it for you, so I hope you like it,” a soft, closed-eyed smile spread across his lips as he looked at you,

“That’s so sweet of you, Keiji!” You grinned, a faint blush tainting your cheeks as you looked at your feet, “Thank you so much, I feel really special,” you giggled, looking at the piece of paper, but not reading it yet, “I’ll read it when I get home, is that alright?”

“That’s perfect,” he said.

Bokuto frowned and folded his arms, causing them to rustle against the bush. Akaashi and your heads snapped towards the sound and he pushed you behind him defensively.

“Bokuto!” the girl whisper-shouted, “You scared them!” “Shhh!” his hushing was louder than she was, and it made Akaashi frown, but breath a small sigh of relief.

“Bokuto, I see you behind there, you can come out,” he said, relaxing the arm that had went to barricade you behind him.

You smiled at him, ignoring the other two, “You protected me, Keiji, even if it ended up being just from Bokuto,” you got on your toes and hesitated for a moment before kissing his cheek. His eyes went wide for a moment, then he relaxed. “Of course, y/n,” he said, coughing into his hand to hide his furious blush.

“Hey! We’re still here y’know!” Bokuto frowned.

“We?” Akaashi raised a brow.

The girl popped out from behind the bush as well, “For the record, this wasn’t my idea,” she said, “Sorry y/n, sorry Akaashi,”

“It’s alright!” you laughed.

Akaashi shrugged, “Well, we should go before it gets any later, it’s already dark, your parents probably want you home, right?” you nodded,��“Right, then let’s go,” he waved his friends goodbye and smiled at you one more time, “Thank you for coming to our practice tonight, I think I did a lot better with you there, maybe you could try coming to more of our games, I do better when you’re there too,” he suggested. You nodded happily.

The girl really wished she hadn’t come to snoop on you guys. Akaashi had never invited her to his games, she always just showed up, or Bokuto would invite her.

He certainly never smiled at her like that either.

Laughter filled the air. Something Akaashi said had made you crack up, and his attention was trained solely on you as he watched your reaction with adoration. The girl didn’t even know what he’d said that was so funny, she wasn’t paying attention, but she took notice of how your smile seemed to light him up inside.

Recently when you were around her, all she could think about was how worthless she was in comparison to you. She felt guilty for feeling that way, you’d never given her a reason to feel that way, you’d never been rude to her. She actually liked you a lot and she was sure you could be great friends.

If Akaashi weren’t in love with you.

That alone changed everything. She was nothing to him when compared to what you were to him. He looked at you like you were made of diamonds and gold and everything precious, and if you were made of all those things, then she was made of dirt and cobblestone; she was there, but what purpose did she serve if no one admired her, if he didn’t admire her?

“I think I’m gonna head out,” the girl said, feeling like she was talking to herself.

Bokuto was the first to acknowledge her, “Aw, okay, see you at school on Monday!” He smiled. She forced a smile onto her face, “Yeah,”

“Oh! You’re leaving?” You asked, “Do you want us to walk home with you?”

The girl shook her head, “It’s not dark yet, don’t worry about it,” she wished you’d make it easy for her to hate you.

“Let us know when you’re home safe then,” you smiled.

“Yeah,” she wished it were Akaashi saying that.

“See you later,” was all he said.

“Yep,” she said back.

The girl waved goodbye to the three of you and left the small cafe. It was usual for her, Bokuto, and Akaashi to hang out there on Saturdays, but you’d joined them that week. She liked your company, but not when you were Akaashi’s company too.

“I think I’d better go too, I have some errands to run, I’ll see you guys later!” You told them.

Akaashi stood up as you did, “Alright,” he said, “Would you like to do this again next weekend?” You nodded and he smiled, “Great! I’ll talk to you later, y/n, be safe,”

“Bye Akaashi!” you smiled and waved, “Bye Bokuto!” they both waved at you and smiled.

“Catch ‘ya later y/n!” Bokuto grinned, and as you stepped out of the building. He turned to his friend. Akaashi’s expression was strange, he looked almost confused, “You good there?”

“Huh? Oh, I’m sorry,” he said, “It’s just, do you think she’s avoiding us?”

Bokuto tilted his head, “Who, y/n? No way! She’s crazy about us,” he smirked, “especially you,”

Akaashi shook his head with a light blush, “No, not her,”

“Oh,” Bokuto realized, “Well, can I let you in on a little secret?” Akaashi quirked a brow, “So, basically, she and I were talking a few days ago and she told me that she likes you,” Akaashi narrowed his eyes, “Don’t tell her I said anything though,”

He was a bit taken aback, “She knows that I’m not interested though, why would she do that to herself,” a frown formed on his face, Bokuto chuckled, “The heart wants what it wants, Akaashi,” he said.

“I suppose it does.”

The girl sat on one end of Akaashi’s living room sofa, and he sat on the other. They looked at each other, neither of them speaking for a while. She kept her eyes trained on him and his gaze didn’t waver either. It was strange and left an uncomfortable feeling in her chest.

“So,” she started finally, “How are things going with y/n?”

He nodded and shrugged, “Good,”

She frowned, “Just ‘good’? You usually never shut up about her,”

“Well, I don’t wanna bother you,” he said.

“Why would it bother me?” She laughed nervously. He looked at her with eyes that spoke louder than his words, “Oh,” she bit her bottom lip, “You know?” He nodded. “Well you don’t have to feel bad for me, it’s not your fault I feel the way I do.”

“I know that, but maybe if we shouldn’t talk about y/n,” he said. She couldn’t tell if he was just looking out for himself or if he was trying to be sensitive. The latter seemed more logical.

That pissed her off.

“I don’t want your pity,” the girl hissed, “I already told you, Akaashi, you don’t have to feel bad for me,” she said lowly, hee arms folded over her chest.

“I’m sorry,” “Stop!” “Stop what?” Akaashi looked hurt.

“Stop apologizing like you did something wrong!” She was shouting. She didn’t mean to, but everything was rubbing her the wrong way in that moment, if he so much as breathed wrong, she thought she might explode, “I’m gonna go,” she grumbled, standing up and grabbing her jacket.

Akaashi sat there for a moment wondering what to say, but by the time he’d figured it out, the door to his house had already swung shut.

“Hey, y/n!” The girl called out as she jogged to catch up to you.

“Oh, hey,” you smiled, stopping in your tracks and turning to face her, “What’s up?”

“Do you have a minute? There’s something I’d like to talk to you about,” she said hesitantly. Something about her demeanor made you feel uneasy.

Your face fell, “Oh,” a forced smile crept onto your face, “I’m getting in the way of you and Akaashi, aren’t I?” you asked, “Look, I’m really sorry, but I like him a lot, I don’t think I wanna back down,”

She laughed at herself for being so obvious about her feelings, “Don’t worry,” she sighed, “I wasn’t going to ask you to back off,” a shaky breath escaped her, “He likes you a lot too, actually,” she said, “that’s what I was gonna tell you,”

“Oh,” you said, all other words falling short, “Oh,” you said again, “I’m so sorry, I feel like an asshole,” The girl shook her head, “Don’t,” she said, “I wasn’t being very clear,” she smiled, “I know I should have let him tell you and all, but for some stupid reason he’s really worried that you don’t feel the same way...” she trailed of when her eyes met Akaashi’s as he neared the two of you, “I have to go, y/n, I’ll talk to you later,” she quickly excused herself without giving you a chance to say anything back. Your face fell, and Akaashi’s hand on your shoulder startled you briefly.

You watched as the girl receded into the darkness, she looked sad and the way she walked was lonely, as though she’d never been able to walk side by side with someone, like she was always trailing behind. You felt guilty. If your roles were reversed you might not have given up as easily as she did. She was a good person, she wanted him to be happy so badly that she forfeited the rights to her own happiness.

Slowly, you turned towards Akaashi.

He noticed the troubled expression on your face, “Are you alright?” he asked worriedly, “Did you catch a cold while waiting for me out here? I told you that you don’t have to wait for me,”

“That’s not it,” you said quietly.

He furrowed his brows, “Did I do something wrong then? Whatever it was, I’m-” “Akaashi, I don’t think I’m the right person for you,”

His heart stopped beating for a moment.

He forced a brief smile onto his face, “Right, I understand,” he looked at you sadly, “I’m sorry, I should have realized you weren’t interested,”

“No, that’s not it Akaashi,”

“You don’t have to sugarcoat it, I can handle the truth, y/n,” he said.

“Akaashi, I really don’t mean it like that,” your voice was pleading and your eyes flashed with nothing but honesty, “You’re the sweetest guy I’ve ever met, really you are, but-” “But you don’t see me as anything more than a friend, right?”

“But there’s someone else who deserves you more than I do,’ you corrected.

He frowned in confusion, and the expression ever so slowly dissipated as he realized who you were talking about, “y/n, I don’t have any feelings for her, and you can’t force me to because my heart is already set on you,” a smile spread across his lips, “That poem I wrote, it wasn’t just for you, it was about you, if you hadn’t figured that out already,” he said, “and I meant every word, I’ve truly never felt this way for someone.” Akaashi took your hand in his and you drew in a sharp breath as his face inched closer to yours, his lips quickly brushing yours before pulling away. You smiled and giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him close. Your eyes sparkled and his did too, but it wasn’t the stars or the moon that made them do so, it was love in it’s purest form. Akaashi’s arms slid around your waist and he held you against him, his head fell into the crook of your neck and a huge smile spread across his lips as his eyes fluttered shut. When he opened them again, they were met by another pair in the distance.

The girl offered him a half hearted smile and a thumbs up, mouthing, ‘I told you so,’

She told him it would end up like this, she told him you liked him back; she told him so.

He was never the one who needed to be told, though.

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