#(but not to worry - akaashi will be fine and recover in good time bc i physically cannot handle the thought of keeping this ship apart)

[iwaizumi-keiji]

that you would take my place (hq angst week: day 1)

prompt: ‘it should’ve been me.’

pairing: iwaizumi hajime/akaashi keiji

warnings: car accident, hospitals, blood mention, stitches mention, cursing

notes: and here we go - my first entry for @hqangstweek over on twitter! i went through a few different interpretations of this prompt, but i hope the one i settled on makes sense. this is way more hurt/comfort than angst but i'll be trying to push for more heartwrenching stuff as the week goes on!

fic under the cut!

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With shaky hands and broken breath, Iwaizumi Hajime pushed open the hospital room door in front of him.

A little over an hour ago, Akaashi had been walking him to his favorite bookstore in town when a car suddenly came speeding right toward them.

In pushing Iwaizumi out of the way, Akaashi had gotten himself hit and was bleeding heavily all over the busy street. Not a single moment after was wasted; the paramedics had been called in a quick, unintelligible frenzy by the only conscious one between the two of them. Once Akaashi was admitted into the hospital, Iwaizumi had to sit alone outside his room while the doctors examined him.

After that hour of pure panic, a nurse finally tapped him on the shoulder and told him he was clear to go in.

Unease weighed down every step he took as he navigated to Akaashi’s bed. As he got closer, he could make out that his love was connected to an IV. Stitch lines were visible across his forehead and bottom lip.

With a soft sigh, Iwaizumi pulled up a chair next to his boyfriend’s bedside and looked down on him in silent pity.

If I ever find the one who did this, I swear I'll-

The invalid interrupted the ensuing silence by turning his head a bit to his left, feeling a wave of pain as he did so. His soulful sea-green eyes went wide with surprise at the sight of his visitor, who'd clearly been fighting to compose himself. “I-Iwaizumi-san? Are you really here...?”

At the call of his name, Iwaizumi immediately reached over to gently caress Akaashi’s cheek as if touching glass. “Right here, Keiji." Akaashi practically melted into his calloused but loving hand. "Of course I'm really here. Did you think I wouldn't come?"

Akaashi gave a few incredulous blinks. "But... it feels like I've been here for hours. Are you saying you've been here this entire time?"

"One hour," Iwaizumi corrected. "You've just been here an hour so far. But yeah. I was sitting out there while they worked on you."

Akaashi broke eye contact with his boyfriend, his face scrunching up slightly with displeasure as he gazed off to the sides. “... I see.” He turned back to meet Iwaizumi’s eyes again. “I’m sorry. I've made you wait for one hour too many."

Iwaizumi sighed. How did it not surprise him that Akaashi would deny himself even in a situation like this? “Hey,” he scolded softly. “Don’t you apologize. I didn't mind waiting.” He slid his hand up higher on his face to smooth out some of his fluffy black locks. “When else am I supposed to be there for you, if not at times like this?”

Maybe he had a point.

Akaashi pressed his palms down on his bed as he squirmed to get in a more comfortable position. “I suppose that's true. Thank you." He paused. "Are you alright, Iwaizumi-san?"

"I'm fine. Are you feeling okay?”

Akaashi nodded slowly, looking up at him with a neutral expression that betrayed his paralyzing agony. "Yes, I'm fine... don't worry." He made a shallow inhalation. "So you didn't get hurt at all...?"

Iwaizumi shook his head. He tried to hide the way his voice broke when he answered. "Not one bit, Keiji - thank you. Though, dammit, I wish I had instead of you. I don't like seeing you this way."

“What?” Akaashi frowned deeply and shook his head. He put his hand on top of the other's, which was still cupping his cheek. “Iwaizumi-san, that’s nonsense. You don’t deserve this.”

Iwaizumi couldn't help letting out a low scoff. “And you think you do?”

Akaashi squeezed his hand before responding. “No, but I’d rather go through this myself than have it happen to you. Besides, no part of this is your fault. I had to make sure you were safe, and I don't regret that.”

Iwaizumi bit his lip, trying to bite back the tears glimmering in his eyes. Akaashi had been strong for him so many times, and now he needed to return the favor. "It is my fault. How could I let this happen to you, Keiji... Some boyfriend I am, huh? I'm sorry." he sniffed. "I don't care if you say you're okay - it should've been me who got hit! It should be me in your place.”

"Iwaizumi-san. That's quite enough," Akaashi scolded, brushing his thumb against the back of Iwaizumi's hand. Iwaizumi's eyes widened and Akaashi slightly wilted in shame. "Forgive me, that came out much too harsh." His chest rose and fell as he took a breath. "But really, there's no need to fuss. You did nothing wrong. Don't blame yourself for my choice."

Iwaizumi forced a weak smile. "Okay, I'll try not to. I just wish there was something I could do to make this better. It's hell seeing you like this, you know?"

"All I need from you is not to worry about me, Iwaizumi-san," Akaashi replied instantly, his lips curling up in a small yet true smile. He didn't look like he was done, so Iwaizumi stayed quiet and merely prompted him to continue by raising his brows. "... Actually, there is one other thing you can do." His eyes bashfully wandered down. "I know... this probably sounds silly... but... could you sit by me and hold me... for a little while, please? I-if it's not too much to ask, of co-”

A real smile took shape on Iwaizumi's lips. He chuckled fondly as he brushed off the concern. “You know what I’m gonna say.” Akaashi's face lit up. With slow movements so as not to jostle him too much, Iwaizumi climbed into his bed and draped his arm securely over his shoulder. “How’s this?”

Akaashi did what he could to snuggle close to him, letting out a sigh of contentment once he'd settled into Iwaizumi's side. "This is perfect, thank you."

"Yeah? Good, good..." Iwaizumi pressed a chaste kiss to the top of the jet black hair brushing against his jaw. "I love you so much, Keiji."

"I love you too, Iwaizumi-san."

As both of the boys gradually fell to a light sleep, no other words were exchanged between them; instead, in the comfort of each other's embrace, they let any concern about the accident or who was responsible for what fade into the far-gone past.

All that mattered to either of them in the end was that the other was safe.

[sevmch]

hq boys as dads calling you while you're away bc your child wouldn't stop crying

characters: kuroo tetsuro, bokuto koutarou

warning(s): none, just fluff. kuroo is v father material aahh!!

a/n: this was sitting on my drafts for a while now. other characters coming soon 👀

kuroo tetsuro

you were overseas for two days to attend a convention that your job required which meant leaving kuroo and your child

kuroo was admittedly and without a doubt, a really good father so when he told you not to worry about them, you left without any worries at all

kuroo knew everything - how to prepare milk and baby food, changing diapers, how to get them to sleep, how to stop their tantrums, basically everything

still you bugged him all the way to the airport to call if something were to happen or if he needed help with anything such as locating the diaper and milk powder

afterall, he was rarely on baby duty since his job required more of his time compared to yours but he has never failed to provide you and his son the time and affection

the first day went by smoothly and without a problem, that is until the next day. your son just wouldn't stop crying so he had to call you to calm him down

no matter what kuroo did, your son just wouldn't stop crying even when he was cradling him gently in his arms and rubbing his back. their child has been crying for almost an hour now, only getting louder and stronger despite his best efforts to calmly shush him or lull him to sleep.

the morning went by pretty fine; kuroo fed, bathed, and played with their son - even changed the diapers twice. their son seemed to be in a pretty good mood throughout the morning but apparently, babies get mood swings too, and that's when the crying started.

kuroo tried basically everything from trying to get their son to drink milk, to giving the pacifier, and humming baby songs he could think of but all his attempts failed. their son wasn't bored nor hungry and was definitely not sleepy so it was starting to worry kuroo.

"hey bud, you're scaring me now," kuroo cooed, softly pressing the back of his hand against their son's forehead but the temperature was fine. kuroo knew all the baby stuff without sweat, even the signals of what they needed but this was entirely different. it was only when then their son pointed to the picture of the three of you framed on the wall that kuroo got his answer. pressing a soft kiss against his son's temple, he whispered softly, "i know bud, i miss mommy too."

kuroo grabbed his phone from the couch and called you, chuckling when you instantly answered on the first ring with a hint of worry in your voice. "tetsu, what's wrong? are you both okay? should i get on the next flight?"

"relax kitten, we're fine. we just miss you."

"awe, i miss both my boys too."

"mama's on the phone bud." kuroo switched to loud speaker, smiling widely at their son who looked at him with wide, doe eyes upon hearing your voice. the crying eventually died down as you kept speaking through the phone with your cute, tiny baby voice until your son fell asleep in his arms.

"is he asleep?" you asked.

"yep. hey, you should use that baby voice often. it's cute," he teased, grinning ear to ear.

"shut up."

the rest of the afternoon was spent at a mall near the airport, buying toys and new clothes and stopping by for ice cream before waiting for you at the terminal.

"look bud, there's mommy!" kuroo crouched to level with their son, pointing at your figure from a distance. their son's eyes lit up when spotting you, giggling and reaching out his other hand that kuroo wasn't holding.

"awe, it's my two favorite boys! i missed you both so much!" you said sweetly, dropping your bags to hug your son.

"i missed you so much, love." you hugged kuroo tightly when he stood up only for him to hug you tighter, peppering kisses on your cheeks.

"missed you more, kitten," he said softly, pressing a light kiss to your lips before carrying your son. you really had nothing to worry about.

bokuto kotarou

you were a little bit worried about leaving bokuto and your child even if it was just for a couple of hours. you had to visit your parents in kyoto and dropby for groceries on the way home

it's not that you didn't trust him, you were just not quite sure if the house would be exactly the same as when you left knowing how bokuto and your child loved to play A LOT

you considered calling akaashi to babysit the two lmao

bokuto matched your child's energy so while you're incharge of all the serious baby duties, bokuto was incharge of playing and goofing around with your child while you rested

really, your child got their hyperactiveness from bo

you were also the one who dealt with the tantrums while bo assisted, so when bo was left to deal with your son's tantrum alone, he panicked and was about to cry himself because your son was crying and it made him sad :(

you left the house around 6 am after preparing breakfast for your husband and son as well as the other things that bokuto will need for the day. althought bokuto spent a lot of time with your child, it didn't always include the serious baby duties so you knew for sure if you hadn't displayed the diapers and vitamins on the counter in advance, he'd be flipping the house upside down searching for them.

you also left a note on the fridge that consisted of all the instructions and reminders to serve as a guide. you trusted bokuto, of course, but you really just didn't want to come home to a mess.

bokuto's arms snaked around your waist and squeezed you lightly in his hug, nuzzling his face at the crook of your neck. "can't you just take us with you?"

"i'd love to kou, but our son just recovered from a fever so it's best if he stays home for now."

he nodded, visibly frowning. you cupped his cheek to get him to look at you. "kou, baby, i'll be back before you know it."

bokuto pouted, looking at you with puppy dog eyes and it took everything in you not to cancel your plans. "call me if there's a problem, okay?" you kissed him goodbye and left.

with the note you left him, bokuto had no troubles throughout the morning routine even during bathtime. he would send you pictures and videos from time to time so you wouldn't have to worry, also because he loved sharing things with you.

bokuto loved playing with your son, loved seeing the adorable smile and hearing the soft giggles during their playtime even if it meant having to crawl on the carpet with his son on his back like a horse.

bokuto was filming him walking around with a huge smile on his face, "come to dada, little guy." your son just recently learned how to walk on their own so their steps were still unstable and wobbly and this resulted to your son tripping on his own feet.

bokuto could shit his pants right now, quickly fumbling to his now crying son to comfort him.

"hey little guy, it's okay you're good, dada's here now." he's whispering comforting words while gently rubbing on their back but the cries only got worse, the tears streaming down the little guy's face nonstop and this made bokuto's heart sink, feeling his own tears pool in his eyes. "shh i'm sorry, i'm sorry... you're okay, i gotchu."

his hands hesitantly reached out hug your son, so fragile it scared bokuto. he was calling you now and thank god you answered right away.

"kou?"

"he won't stop crying and i don't know what to do, can you come home now please? i think i just made our son hate me."

you sighed, "he doesn't hate you, kou. can you tell me what happened?"

"i was taking a video of him while he walked around but then he tripped and i swear i was watching over him! he won't stop crying, oh god i'm gonna cry too."

"did he hit his head? is he seriously hurt anywhere?"

"no," bokuto mumbled and you sighed in relief.

"okay that's good. it'll be fine babe, kids fall sometimes, okay? especially at this stage where they're learning how to walk. just carry him around for a while and he'll eventually ca-"

"what if i drop him?! should i ask akaashi to come over??" he pressed the phone between his ear and shoulder, gently and carefully lifting his son from the ground, pressing him close to his chest despite being nervous.

"you won't drop him kou, i'll punch you if you do, and no, do not call keiji. you got this, babe, you're his dad and he needs you not his uncle."

it took a while to convince bokuto that he was going to be find and to get off the phone so he can start comforting your son. bokuto did as you said, cradling him in his arms while he walked around the house and pointing to the pictures on the wall until your son finally calmed down. the only problem was that his son would start crying again whenever he attempted to bring him down, tiny hands clinging around his neck and onto his shirt.

you arrived home around 8 pm, announcing your arrival only to be met with silence at the door.

"kou?"

your eyes softened as soon as you found him asleep on the couch with your son on top of his chest, his strong arms wrapped securely around the tiny human being. you quietly kneel beside the couch, stroking bokuto's hair which slowly woke him up.

"i'm home." you smiled.

bokuto brought a finger to his lips and you pressed your lips together, taking your son away from his arms so you can tuck him in for the night.

"i'm sooo tired," bokuto whined, resting his head on top of your chest and cuddling close to you as soon as you joined him in bed. "it's my turn to be baby."

you snorted, bokuto's soft snores filling the quiet room in just a few seconds. "goodnight baby."

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