[Akaashi getting distracted... it's an odd concept for Bokuto to grasp. He knows that the guy gets anxious and thinks ten different things at once, making him frantic from time to time, but that's mostly on the court. He always looks collected outside of it that it's hard to tell what he thinks. Admitting that he's feeling that way, especially after the loss they suffered- he can relate. A lot.]
You're better at focusing than me.
[A plain truth. Akaashi is like an unmoving pillar of support for him. Just his presence makes things more bearable. Especially when it came to volleyball. They knew each other. Akaashi helped him a ton, and Bokuto wished he could've done more for him. He wanted to give him that win at Nationals; it wasn't about Bokuto anymore, but Akaashi and the rest of the team.
His wayward thoughts return to the notebook Akaashi is working on and he just nods. Zero ideas about the details, but if Akaashi says it, then it's correct.]
Okay, so I just rearrange it? That's easy enough.
[He can work around that! That sounds easy. No need to write more.]
I'm sorry too stuff about my job got rly hectic ;;
You're better at focusing than me.
[A plain truth. Akaashi is like an unmoving pillar of support for him. Just his presence makes things more bearable. Especially when it came to volleyball. They knew each other. Akaashi helped him a ton, and Bokuto wished he could've done more for him. He wanted to give him that win at Nationals; it wasn't about Bokuto anymore, but Akaashi and the rest of the team.
His wayward thoughts return to the notebook Akaashi is working on and he just nods. Zero ideas about the details, but if Akaashi says it, then it's correct.]
Okay, so I just rearrange it? That's easy enough.
[He can work around that! That sounds easy. No need to write more.]
Thanks, Akaashi, I owe you one!