𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 | 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦!𝘣𝘰𝘬𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦!𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘰

𝗮𝗱𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀

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"this is how we will be doing it now,"

"please akaashi!"

"relax? we finally see y/n again and you want us to relax?" kuroo sighed. they placed you in the middle so that you were in between bokuto and kuroo.

"we don't want y/n to feel uncomfortable, do we?"

bokuto pouted and placed his hands on his lap. kuroo wrapped his arm behind the seat.

"y/n, this is akaashi, akaashi, this is y/n," kuroo said. you shivered as he dragged a finger down your cheek and to your bra strap.

"why is he here- isn't he going to get you in trouble?" you asked hesitantly.

"do you think we are morons?"

"i'll tell you everything, princess!" bokuto looked at you delicately. "akaashi is actually an officer from the prison we escaped from! turns out he wants to be apart of this and he snuck us out! isn't he sweet?" bokuto smothered your hands on his face.

"n-no! it's sick!" you yelled.

"is it?" kuroo dug his fingernails into your thigh, which caused you to let out a slight yelp.

you only prayed that shouta and wakatoshi were out looking for you. you didn't want to relive horrid and manipulative memories.

"it is..." you cried, tears streaming down your cheeks to your neck. suddenly, the car came to a stop.

you took a quick look out the window and saw an abandoned mansion. it was beautiful but broken, almost like you.

"this is it!" bokuto jumped out of the car and carried you inside.

"is he always like this?" akaashi asked kuroo as they hid the car.

"yes, and that's what i love about him. is there a problem?" kuroo placed a knife on akaashi's neck.

"no, just curious," akaashi said as he parked. he carefully removed the knife from his neck and hummed.

"so you and bokuto-"

"it's a lovely triangle."