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What in the World? (Akaashi Keiji x Reader) pt.9

Part 9 of WINTW? :D Enjoy!

Akaashi’s lineup: @alluring-akaashi @oikawalmart-hq @extrasugafree @bbykiyoomi @apricotjihyo @awings @simpformiya @sayakaaaaa @colorseeingchick @something-that-idk (i have no idea why i can’t tag some of you :( huhu )

links: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 10

Were you teased when you came back? Yes.

Did you mind it? Not really.

The event’s of the night were more than you could hope for. With the lights now off and a few of the girls softly snoring, you were staring at the ceiling. Why did you ask those questions? Were you actually thinking of those things? Did you not want to become a hero and save quirkless civilians?

All your life, you were flooded with compliments about you making it big. With parents who eventually got greedy, they immediately signed you off to marry Todoroki knowing to have both agencies team up would be such a big lift for them. Of course the engagement was called off and you finally voiced out your thoughts and they apologized.

Now that you were dropped off into a quirkless world, you came to appreciate the simplicities of having such a normal life (Though, you did cheat by using your quirk every now and then). Having to be surrounded with people who used their own strengths was just mesmerizingly inspiring. To work even harder without any power ups was much harder than you anticipated.

And now, your mind went back to Akaashi.

You almost told him that you were not from here. Did you want to tell him, though? Or were you hoping that he would catch up and piece together the small tidbits of information you had been giving him. Maybe you just wanted to be accepted fully? Not as a person who's trying to cope with the new life presented to you but as someone who belongs in his world.

Feeling your phone vibrate, you hid under the blanket and unlocked your phone.

Akaashi: Goodnight.

You: Dream of me :p

Akaashi: I’ll try my best, hypothetically.

The days had passed and it was now the final day of training camp.

Overall, it was memorable. Bonding with a lot more people than you expected. Seeing just how competitive your team was and the others as well, was invigorating. And maybe the small detail of meeting up with Akaashi by the tree every night might have given you the necessary push to seal the deal.

Preparing the needed utensils for the barbeque, you could practically hear the growling sounds of stomachs and footsteps approaching as all the managers from each school finally lit the last grill. Once the coach of Nekoma announced that everyone could enjoy as much meat as they could, the boys cheered and hollered.

“Oniku niku niku!” You turned to look at the boy you knew as Tanaka, he was leading this cute dance with Noya, Hinata, and an awkward Kageyama. The four of them seemed to know the lyrics by heart and the sparkle in their eyes were too adorable. When you made eye contact with Noya, he grinned and dragged you to the group.

“Oniku kami-sama, Oniku kami-sama!” You joined in on the small cheer only to have Bokuto join in on the chant as well. “Yahoo!”

“Heeeh~” Kuroo chimed in. Draping his arm over your shoulder, you felt him pulling you away from the crows and towards the cats. “You still owe me a conversation, chibi-chan~”

“Kuroo.” Kenma lightly scolded his friend. His eyes glued to the PZP. “Let her go where she wants.”

“OY! Put that game away before I have to shove food down your throat!” Before Kenma could leave, he managed to hold on to his friend’s collar and drag him over to the nearest grill. With how tall he was, it was an easy task to have a cat and a baby owl under his toned arms.

“I don’t think she wants to be under your sweaty arms, Kuroo-san.” There was that voice again. The same voice that sent chills down your spine. When you first heard it the night Akaashi and you stayed under the tree, you clung onto his arm and felt your body shaking. Remembering that people here had similar voices to those from yours, you let go of his arm and met Tsukki.

“Give me back my baby owl, Kuroo!” Bokuto exclaimed with a small slab of meat in between his chopsticks. “She belongs in our nest , not your den!”

Trying to look for an escape, Yukie or Kaori were nowhere in sight. Kiyoko and Yachi were busy with the antics of their own group. With no other options, you decided to see where their conversation would go. Watching them bickering back and forth, you failed to notice how Kuroo’s arm was now far from your shoulder.

“God, I’m surrounded by dorks.” You amusingly shook your head. Feeling another hand snaking into your wrist, you took a look at the owner only to have your cheeks flare up. Letting Akaashi slowly drag you towards a more less populated area was a bit amusing. “Well, aren’t you a hero?”

“You looked like you needed help from those people.” Handing you a paper plate and chopsticks, you happily accepted it. The both of you began to munch on some meat and vegetables. The spot he chose was as peaceful as the camp could get. Of course he knew it wouldn’t last long knowing Bokuto.

“Do you want juice or water?”

“You decide.”

Putting your plate down, he watched over it as you went to get refreshments. Reaching the table with plastic cups, you were met with only one of each variant. Grabbing them before anyone could, you made your way back to the setter. On your way back, Yukie and Koari caught your attention. The two girls were giving you such teasing smiles to the point you began to wonder if they hid the other drinks.

With your focus on them, you bumped into Akaashi’s back. The drinks spilled a bit on your hands and the back of his shirt.

“Shit.” Placing the drinks down, you quickly took some tissues and began to wipe the cold liquids away. “I got distracted. I’m sorry, Akaashi.”

“Don’t mind, (l/n).” Feeling the stickiness of the juice, he took one last bite before excusing himself. “Wait for me. I’ll change into an extra shirt.”

“I know where your gym bag is, I can do it for you.” You offered. It was partially your fault.

“It’s fine.” He began to walk his way towards gym 3. But when he felt your small hands wrap around his arm again, he let out a defeated sigh. Not much use in arguing.

Gym 3 was a little walk away from the barbeque area. The voices of each player could still be heard from where you two were walking. For a second, the both of you heard Kuroo and Bokuto yelling something about meat. The walk was quiet but nothing too awkward. With both hands on each of your respective sides, Akaashi began to fidget with his fingers, His elbow barely grazing your skin.

When the both of you were now inside the gym, he grabbed his bag and went towards the bench. Taking a seat beside his bag, you watched as he rummaged for his extra shirt. It was incredible how the inside of his bag was arranged meticulously. When he finally found the shirt, Akaashi stepped back and turned around.

‘Why is he tur-’ Your thoughts were cut when your eyes widened. ‘Oh. My. Meat gods.’

Taking his shirt off was something you were not expecting. Being given such a blessed view was enough to make your palms glow. A lot. You’ve seen Todoroki without his shirt, Bakugo in his trademark black sleeveless shirt, or even Shinso after he buffed up. But this was all too different. You held no crushes for those mentioned.

“Fuck...” The glow was too bright. Not even clenching your fists were enough to cancel out the light being emitted. Trying to think of a cover up, you shoved both hands under your thighs and hunched your body a bit.

“Something wrong?” Akaashi asked as he turned around. His new shirt still in his hands. Toned torso now on full display for your eyes to absorb. He wasn’t as beefy as Bokuto but he was chiselled just right by the gods out there. Whatever moves he did in practice, paid off big time. His brows furrowed when he saw the bench...glowing. “Did you actually bring firecrackers here?”

Analyzing his question, you inhaled and held your breath. The tug on your palms were getting stronger as the seconds went by, along with your heart beat and reddening cheeks as well. Todoroki had always told you that you were the weirdest when flustered. Never once did you believe him, but now you saw he might’ve been right all along.

Not sure what to do, you slid off the bench and placed your hands behind your back. Placing them beneath your shirt in an attempt to hide the glow. When he took a step closer, it did not help. Releasing your breath, the heat from your palms became too hot for your shirt to handle.

“(l/n)!” Akaashi ran towards you. The small pillar of smoke forming behind you was not a good sight. Beating the small fire that had ignited, he dropped his shirt when he was sure the chaotic scene was over. Standing in front of you, he rested his hands on your shoulders. “What in the world just happened, (l/n)?”

“It was noth-” Realizing that you had raised both hands and shook your glowing palms in front of him, you were now facing an Akaashi with his jaw slightly hanging and gunmetal eyes reflecting the bright yellow glow on your palm. “I can explain. BUT, please wear a shirt.”

When the (useless) piece of cloth now shielded your eyes from his finely sculpted torso, your quirk had finally calmed down. After giving yourself a mental scolding, you buried your face in your palms. You fucked up in the lamest way possible. Who knew that your demise would be a shirtless boy and not some tragic accident that you would prevent. When you heard him zipping his bag and felt his presence inches away from you, you sat straight.

“You won’t believe me.”

“Try me.” When he saw how your body was slightly trembling, he reached for his bag once more. Taking his jacket out, he unzipped it and made it rest on your shoulders. The small patch of shirt had exposed a fine portion of your back. “You don’t have to tell me. But, it might help ease your mind if you choose to.”

“I want to tell you.” You really did. “I just… I don’t know how or where to start.”

“Start anywhere, it’s okay.” He reassured you. “Take your time.”

“Well, for starters, I don’t carry firecrackers.” You chuckled at such simple thoughts. “I do have a friend who has something similar but much stronger.”

“What do you have, then? Lights?”

“Not really.” Showing him your palms, you activated your quirk. “I, uhh, I can manipulate objects. But only to a certain degree.”

“So what happened back there…”

“Was my quirk going haywire.”

“Quirk? Like superpowers?”

“Yeah. Where I’m from, people like me are everywhere. Think of it as a superhuman population.” Similar to what you showed Bokuto, you began to manipulate the glow on your hands. Slowly they began to form into small orbs. Akaashi stared with childlike wonder at the orbs encircling him with a silent dance. “The same day you met me, I was on some kind of mission. The bad guy we were after, his quirk was water. We managed to capture him but he shot some kind of smoke. I thought I got rid of everything.”

“But you didn’t?”

“I’m here now.” You shrugged and made the small orbs a bit bigger and even shifted their hues to the school’s colors. “I was about to be tested but then I experienced a massive migraine and then, poof, I woke up as your neighbor.”

Cautiously, Akaashi reached out for a tiny glowing orb. He watched as your eyes effortlessly commanded it to swirl around and land softly on to his palm. The warmth he felt from the small object was similar to when you would hold on to him.

“Is this what you can do? Manipulate light?”

“Here, the most I can do is to change a succulent’s properties.” You explained. “As long as the objects I want to manipulate are similar in terms of molecular structure, then I can change them into whatever I want. It is draining though.”

Putting two and two together, Akaashi could feel his chest tightening.

“So when you hold on to me…”

“I can’t explain it but somehow, touching you amplifies my quirk for a few percentages.” You hated yourself for telling him. Of course, your pride won. You couldn’t tell him that along the way, it wasn’t for your quirk anymore. It was more on the sense of comfort he gave you when he pulled you in a little closer. “The highest I can go is 35% but it’s painful to even use.”

“Oh.” Clenching his fists, his eyes landed on your soft features. After hearing everything, he was confused and unsure of what to do. All his life, he had things under control. He always managed to read and analyze things excruciatingly well. However, when he finally chose to let his feelings decide, it only ended up for the worst. All those small gestures he came to secretly love were nothing more than selfish acts.

But, he couldn’t get mad.

If it were him, he too, would’ve done the same thing.

“I know it sounds too good to be true or maybe the meat I ate had drugs in them,” You forced a smile. “But I can’t lie about this. I’m not from here, Akaashi. Not in this dimension at least.”

“How do you plan on going back?” The thought of not being able to see you again was enough to make him break eye contact and play with his fingers.

“I have no idea.” Holding onto his jacket, you pulled the cloth closer to hug your body. “But, if I were to be honest… I kinda like it here.”

“Oh yeah?” He could feel you trying to cheer him up.

“I miss my friends and family, I can’t help it.” You told him. Heat began spreading across your cheeks again. “But, I also found solace with the people here. My mom, my friends from UA, Fukurodani people, Bokuto-san especially.”

Akaashi felt an arrow hitting his chest. But the blush on your face made him question your words. Or maybe it was just his feelings clouding his judgement.

Asking him for his shirt, he handed it to you and watched as your fingers began to pull out the orangy liquid that had stained his shirt. Seeing how it evaporated into nothing, he was more than starstruck when he got his clean and dried shirt back.

“That’s amazing.” He praised your work.

“I told you, Akaashi.” You stood up and offered him a helping hand. When he accepted it, you pulled him till he collided with your smaller frame. “I’m the most interesting person here in this dimension~”

He’s read a lot of books about how pupils dilate when a person stares at someone they like. And he was sure that yours were. Feeling a bit brave, he snaked his arm around your waist. Seeing how you allowed him to pull you in even closer made his deadpan face turn slightly red.

“I never disagreed with your statement, (l/n).” He leaned in a bit closer. Feeling how you went on your tippy toes, he kept his hold firm to support you. When your eyes fell on to his lips, he felt relieved that the feeling was mutual.

“Do your teammates know you have this cheeky side?” Your heart was beating rapidly by now, Even if your quirk was effective, you enjoyed the high of being Akaashi Keiji’s focus. Letting go of his hand, you activated your quirk.

Akaashi’s breath hitched when he felt your warm hands running across his chest only to be wrapped by your arms to bring him even agonizingly slower.

“They may and they may not.” Brushing the tip of his nose against yours, he could feel the warmth of your breath on his lips. He couldn’t help but smirk at the turn of events. “May I?”

“You don’t have to ask....”

“AGHKAASHEEE!! (Y/N)-CHAN!!”

Pushing each other away, Akaashi quickly turned and gave all his attention to his bag. He was cursing how Bokuto chose to intrude at such an intimate and perfect time. Touching the burnt area of your shirt, you returned it back to its original state. Just as you handed the jacket back, the familiar head of gray and black appeared.

“Hey hey! You two are taking way too long!” Bokuto slapped Akaashi’s back. Used to his antics, Akaashi apologized for both of your sakes even though it wasn’t necessary. Squinting his owl like eyes, Bokuto tilted his head and pouted.

‘Nothing happened.’ Akaashi could tell that the spiker was onto something. But, if he looked back, nothing really did happen. And that itself was the problem.

‘Did I interrupt something?’ Bokuto’s eyes widened when he saw the slightly higher degree of awkwardness and some kind of tension in the room.

‘You did.’

Watching the two men having a moment, you couldn’t help but giggle. Now that the person you liked knew your biggest secret, you felt much more comfortable and open. Though, you were more than willing to give him time to absorb the information you had just given him. Yet, the mere fact that Akaashi was also feeling mutual made you a bit paranoid. The looming fear you kept at bay now crept closer and closer. What if your quirk would send you back?

Shaking the negativity away, you cleared your throat and told them that it was time to head back to the barbecue. Bokuto happily skipped his way out with his mouth drooling at the concept of eating again.

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a/n: so the confession finally happened :3 what do you think will happen next? feel free to ask me questions if you have any or if yall wanna be tagged :) take care and see you next week!

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