#akaashi keiji imagine

akaashi keiji tutor au

masterlist | sorry this is too long.

• you think you’ve never been this embarrassed. how were you ever going to focus when the akaashi keiji, was in front of you?
• let’s recap
• you had been struggling with math ever since BIRTH and it was the only thing standing between you and a scholarship.
• your teacher simply told you that he had assigned one of his other students to teach you
• and now here you are, sitting across the pretty volleyball setter, in the library.
• ur brain is literally FRIED at this point
• you had liked akaashi ever since middle school when he was in your literature class,, the way he was so passionate about it made you really adore him.
• but when middle school ended, you didn’t really expect to see him anywhere.
• until you saw him in the volleyball practice and you were like ?????!!! HES HERE?? hES IN THE SAME SCHOOL AS ME??? AND HES IN THE TEAM??? wHAT IS HAPPENING
• you even went to cheer on the team in one of their matches and you vividly remember cheering a bit too loudly for your liking.
• however, you were sure you had no chance. the setter had more than enough popularity. why would he even notice you? you’re sure that he doesn’t even remember that you went to the same middle school.
• “what are you having difficulty in?” akaashi breaks the silence.
• “e-everything,” you reply.
• “alright, let’s start with the basics,” he flips open his notebook.
• and you can’t help but swoon over him
• his sessions became a regular part of your life with his best friend bokuto coming in sometimes just to “spice up the mood”
• but akaashi always kicked him out because with bokuto around there was no way both of you could study
• and omg!! he’s such a good teacher?? he’s patient whenever you make mistakes,, he tells you to relax when he feels like you’re getting too stressed,,
• plus the ONE time he bought you boba tea and you were like ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ iloveusmplsmarryme
• in school, however, akaashi was dismissive of your presence. while bokuto loudly yelled “HELLO” and waved at you like a mad-man, akaashi would turn the other way and walk off
• you were so confused as to why he acted this way,, like does he not want to be seen with you or what? you even wanted to ask him why but you couldn’t find the courage to do it.
• besidesthis should be the last of your worries right now
• “are you listening?” akaashi snaps you out of your thoughts.
• “s-sorry–what?”
• “this the question I want you to do before you go into the exam tomorrow,” he explains.
• ah yes, the exam. the final math exam that would decide the fate of your scholarship. you think that’s what you should be worried for, but why were you more worried about this being your last session with akaashi?? and that you wouldn’t see him outside school again??
• you sigh’ it’s useless. it’s an endless cycle and it’s just better to fall in love with a fictional character rather than a real person
• the next morning, you head out to your class and you’re surprised to see a cute strawberry milk box on your desk. a small note is attached to it saying “you’ll do great. I have faith in you. breathe.” signed by akaashi.
• these words repeat in your head like a mantra as you solve the paper which seemed a bit tooeasy
• and when the results came back in
• the first thing you had to do was tell him
• “AKAASHI I GOT A FULL SCORE!” you run to him after class, as he greets you with one of his raresmiles.
• “i knew you could do it,” he admits.
• you blush. “well i–i couldn’t have done it without your help.”
• “you should give yourself credit, alright?” he says and u can literally feel your heart going BADUMP
• “for getting such a good score, i’ll treat you to some onigiri,” he tells you out of the blue, running his hand through black hair. “is that okay?”
• “it’s more than okay!” you say with way too much enthusiasm
• bokuto randomly appears, as he swings his arm around akaashi, “can I come too?”
• “this is for people who didn’t fail their math test, bokuto,” akaashi retorts.
• “I THOUGHT YOU PROMISED YOU WOULDNT TELL”
• you laugh at both of them
• and MAYBE this could be your chance to actually befriending him!!
• but when the two of you were walking towards the onigiri stall, it was DEAD SILENT.
• until you finally mustered up the courage to talk to him. “do you still like literature?” you ask him, to break the silence.
• “i’m surprised you still remember,” he remarks. “but yeah, I do. but with volleyball, there is seldom time left for reading.”
• “oh,” you fall silent again.
• WHY IS IT SO AWKWARD HERE?? at this point you just want to bury yourself beneath the ground
• “can I ask you something?” akaashi says. and you nod.
• “why are you so easily distracted?” akaashi asks.
• you feel yourself turning scarlet for the fiftieth time in his presence. “it’s nothing, really.”
• “is it maybe because i’m boring?” akaashi asks, a hint of playfulness in his voice.
• “NOOOO,, I just am like this,, I tend to think about like fifty things at one time” you tell him,
• “well–don’t do that when i’m around,” akaashi orders. “i like having your full attention,” he grins.
• ur literally like 0.0?????? WTH ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT
• “wh–what do you mean?” you ask him
• “i never thought i’d finally say it but I like you,” he admits. “in fact, I have for a long time–ever since middle school, actually.”
• WHAT
• “b-but you avoid me in school all the time!” you blurted out,,
• akaashi sighs. “i really hoped you hadn’t noticed,” he remarked. “i was avoiding you because I was afraid bokuto would put me in a position where i would have to confess and I just didn’t want to do it in that stressful environment.”
• “o–oh,” you stutter.
• “it’s okay if you don’t like me,” akaashi consoles. “in fact i’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable–”
• ur like NO YOU DIDNT MAKE ME UNCOMFY I LIKE YOU TOO I HAVE FOR A LONG TIME I CANT BELIEVE YOU DIDNT NOTICE AND I THINK YOURE AMAZING AND SO COOL INFACT IM–
• “woah slow down,” akaashi chuckles, and you feel yourself turning into a puddle
• “it’s a relief to hear that you like me,” akaashi says. “and also the fact that you think i’m amazing and cool,” he grins.
• and ur like ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ
• “if it’s any consolation, I think you’re pretty cool too,” he ruffles your hair. “besides, you look acute from every angle.”

“ hands ”

akaashi x reader

genre: fluff.

it didn’t matter that you were at the mall, crowds of people rushing back and forth to get their holiday shopping done, all that mattered was the boy in front of you. the two of you tucked away in the booth at the far end of the food court, warm drinks in front of you.

this was only your fourth date, but you already knew you loved him. his black hair with curly tips and bangs that almost draped over his eyebrows. his blue eyes looked like the water in a hidden magic garden. his beautiful brain, that always found such unique ways to compliment you.

“keiji?” you got his attention, his head peering up from what he was reading; the back cover of a book he’d just bought on your mall date. his hands began fidgeting under the table, reminding you of why you bothered to break the silence. he hummed, waiting for you to continue.

“why do you play with your hands?” you asked like a young child, curious on why the sky was blue. akaashi paused for a second, bringing his hands onto the cool surface of the table and laying them out, palms facing the ceiling.

his eyebrows frowned, lines creasing into his forehead. not even he knew how to answer. he looked back up to you, your eyes wide with curiosity.

“well,” he sighed, tilting his gaze back down so he could watch his fingers curl in and out. “i think it’s just because i get anxious about…things.” you watched him press his lips together, deep in thought.

“just things?” your tone became softer, slightly biting your lip and analyzing his response, “but it’s okay if you don’t want to tell me.” although he shook his head, meeting your eyes once more. seeing you gave him confidence.

“no it’s okay. it is a bit weird but i guess i just get insecure about them.” your lips pressed together, a small pout forming on your face while akaashi waited for you to reply.

leaning forward, you placed his hands into yours, cupping them despite his being bigger and you gently jolted him forward in order to bring his hands close to you.

“i don’t think it’s weird.” his mouth was open just the slightest bit, taken a back from your sudden movement, his eyebrows raised with surprise as he anticipated what you were trying to do.

you kept eye contact until the moment your soft lips touched the back of his hand. your eyelids fluttered shut, resting lightly. his hands heated up, it was cute you could feel his fluster all the way to his finger tips.

sitting back up, your beaming expression was contagious as a smile rested naturally on his face. “you’re amazing, you know that?” you reminded him, trying to keep any self deprecating thoughts from his mind.

“i always feel amazing when we’re together.” he managed to connect your hands, giving them a loving squeeze. you could feel the tips of your nose heating up at his remark, nodding in agreement.

you were quick to break out into a giggle, feeling the happiest you had in awhile. love had a tricky way of slipping into every situation with him.