#Akaashi comfort

[simeon-lovergirl]

Thinking about timeskip Akaashi

Manga editor Akaashi who is your boyfriend ever since high-school, you've been together for nearly nine years, and as you knew, he wanted to be in the literature department.

Well, after arranging some things with his boss, he managed to let him publish a small manga, and so his excitement extended to you.

It was weird for him to not tell you or show you much about this project that clearly excited him so much, but he brushed you off saying that he wanted it to be a surprise.

When the much expected day arrived, he came home with the just published edition of the magazine, quickly and excitedly setting up his camera to record your reaction, his nervousness making him smile and even shake a bit.

You found it cute, how your boyfriend was all excited to show you his newest project.

But you weren't expecting the short one-shot to be a romance manga, so, with a confused expression you glanced at Keiji, who is looking at you expectantly, encouraging you to keep reading.

And then the tears flow when you realise that he is asking you to marry him, when you turn at him he's already down in one knee, the fine and elegant black velvet box opened in his hand, showing the most beautiful golden ring you have ever seen in your life.

You obviously accept, and the manga gets so much attention it goes viral over the next few days because it's just so cute, and so well written and omg the way he draws you it's sooo beautiful?? So the people ask for more, they want to know your answer so you post the video of your reaction and after that they need more, so Keiji's boss offers him a contract to keep drawing his story and so your story becomes the best romance manga, best seller, meets and greets, plushies, IT EVEN BECOMES AN ANIME AND HAS A LIVE ACTION...

And after the manga is done, he keeps making one shots of little moments yall had/have

[kiyoramen]

Akaashi can see the life slowly draining out from you. The calluses and bruises in your hands are multiplying. Your unkempt hair and the bags hanging from under your eyes. He leans in, raising his hand to shield your face from the harsh glare of the sun. He misses the light in your eyes, the spark of you touch, the smile on your face.

“I’m sorry,” you would always say, “I’m just so…”

“Preoccupied?” he would continue.

And Akaashi promised he would wait, even if it took forever. However, he doesn’t want to stand still and watch you pick up the pieces you broke yourself. Everyday, he wishes you would listen and try to understand. 

“You can’t fix them.” Kenma once said. 

“I know,” he replies, “but I want to be there to help.”

As he watches you sew a cloth of dreams, he prays that you would lean on him like now, forever. Because he needs you, his shining light and without you the his shadow will cease to exist. 

[kisses4suna]

hii, would you do akaashi and iwazumi and Kuroo if they found out their s/o would scratch themselves while washing their hands with soap aggressively so it makes their hands have scars? I use to do this all the time when I was stressed out. But I’m better now(:

FINDING OUT YOUR SCARS !

☆ featuring. akaashi, iwaizumi. gn!reader

☆ tw. scratching ? , mentions of ED ( eating disorders )

☆ a/n. hi babes! im so sorry about that :( i used to do that before too and it got really bad, my skin started peeling so i had to put a bunch of vaseline 😭😭 i’m so glad you got out of that habit!! and i am so sorry because i can only fit two charcaters for these, i’ll make a part two with kuroo and another chatacter ! also sorry if you waited long for this, ive been busy :((

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AKAASHI KEIJI

you would always hide your hands away from akaashi, always wear gloves, mittens, or either shove your hands inside your hoodie or jacket. he didn’t know why though. he thought maybe you didnt wanna hold his hands? or maybe you were insecure of them like him

he asked you about them one day, and you didnt want to hide anymore. “keiji.. my hands are ugly! their all scratched up and scarred! im sorry..” you say, frowning. you wished he could’ve found someone better, someone who would actually hold his hand, or even show them at all.

it takes him a minute to ponder on his thoughts, before he asks why, “i just washed my hands a lot.. i scrubbed too much and now their all rough.. ‘m sorry keiji.. i didn’t know they’d get this bad.” you looked down, too ashamed to look him in the eye. “it doesn’t matter.. scarred or not, your hands will always be beautiful to me, everything about you will be beautiful to me. i love you, i want you to know that.” he grabs your hands, pulling them both up to kiss them.

and he isn’t lying, scratches or no scratches, you’ll always be the most beautiful living thing he’s ever seen.

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

he was confused at first- maybe you weren’t one for physical touch, and just like akaashi he respected your wishes, but was just curious, always wondering why you never showed your hands, at all.

you two were both hanging out in his room, your hands shoved into your pocket of your favorite hoodie. it wasn’t till iwaizumi walked over to you, grabbing your face with his two hands and planted a kiss on your face, “hey” he says, looking down on you, where you were sat on his bed. “hi” is all you say, looking up at his tall figure. “i got you snacks” he said, “here, eat something”

“.. i think i’ll have some later.. i’m not that hungry” is all you say, shoving your hands deeper into your pockets. “c’mon, you barely ate anything all day, at least eat something, please?” he asks, sitting down next to you.

“hajime- really, im not that hungry” trying to convince him, he didn’t believe one bit of it. “y/n.. do you have an eating disorder?” he asks, worried. “what- no!” you say, eyes widening.

“then are you alright? why don’t you want to eat around me?”

“iwa, what do you mean! we always eat together-“ you ask, acting completely clueless, “yeah but you just sit there saying you aren’t hungry! i have to practically feed you myself!” he slightly yells.

“it’s cause i hate my hands!” you yell back. “your what?!” he asks, completely dumbfounded. “my hands.. i just, well..” you stutter out.

you bring out your hands to show him, all scarred and scratched. “hajime.. i hate ‘em.. i can’t do anything now with these scars..”

he sighs, he had a totally different idea in his head, “oh baby.. listen, im sorry i yelled at you alright? you know i love you, but you don’t need to hide those. i don’t care if their scared or bruised or burnt or anything.. i was just worried you weren’t eating or something.. you really scared the shit out of me..” he says, voice grumbling at the end of his sentence.

he leaned in and kissed your forehead, his hands interwinding with yours. 

[kageyuji]

“is this all i have to show?” akaashi’s voice cracked over the phone. the eyes you always adored stung now, red with tears. the same tears ran down his face. they didn’t stop, no matter how much he wiped at them. he didn’t know if he wanted them to stop; did he deserve it?

on the other line, bokuto was frozen. he didn’t know what to say. what was he supposed to say?

a few swears left akaashi as he hit the red button and tossed his phone. he had meant for it to hit the couch cushion, but it bounced onto the floor. he didn’t check to see if it was broken.

it vibrated a few times, presumably bokuto trying to call him back, and so he left it.

he wasn’t thinking straight. to be honest, he doesn’t know the last time he was thinking straight, which ultimately is how he ended up here. if he had taken his mind off of work sometimes like you’d said, maybe you would still be here. maybe you’d still love him.

the phone finally stopped ringing.

bokuto gave up with a sigh, casting you a defeated look. there were tears in your eyes too. you love akaashi, which was the reason you’re here right now.

“i need to get back home. i owe him an explanation.” you said, wiping at your face one last time before grabbing your keys.

“let me come with you,” bokuto stood. “i just want to check on him.”

“yeah… he thinks i left. did he really- was he getting that bad? i knew he was exhausted, but-” as you spoke, you could feel tears beginning to pool in your eyes again.

“let’s just get you back home. i’m sure he’ll be a lot more understanding when he realizes you were just worried about him.” he waited a few tense moments before giving a half-smile. “but if you leave the house without saying anything again, please take a phone charger.”

[chalkmarkers]

Akaashi comforts you after a nightmare

a/n: was simply thinkin hard about soft baby boy akaashi so now you all get soft baby boy akaashi

genre: fluff and comfort <3

The jolt in bed next to him was more than enough to wake up akaashi. Immediately hit with concern; his first instinct is to check on you, and seeing your hyperventilating body dripping with sweat makes him freeze. At first, his mind goes into a blank panic, simply seeing you in this panicked state fills his already overthinking mind with worry. But after a few seconds he’s able to calm himself down enough to focus on you.

The first thing he does is ask if you’re alright, his voice notably quivering. If you’re not able to respond, he’ll keep talking to you to get your attention on him, and not whatever put you in this state. Once he can get a response from you, he’ll get you to focus on your breathing, taking deep breaths with you to both guide you and his own panicked heart. Gentle hands trace up and down your spine as your breathing slows down. “Are you alright, my love?” he asks in a soft, gentle voice, not wanting to cause you any more panic. His eyes never leave yours as he asks you.

“Are you alright, my love?” he asks in a soft, gentle voice, not wanting to cause you any more panic. His eyes never leave yours as he asks you.

“I’m better now. Thanks Keiji.” as you speak barely above a whisper, you can see akaashi’s glare falter, seeming heartbroken at how weak your voice sounded.

“I just had a bad dream is all, you don’t have to worry.” you do your best to reassure him, but his gaze does not weaken, instead, he looks more determined. You could reassure akaashi for hours, but after seeing you so filled with fear, he can’t possibly go back to sleep without doing all he can to help. Akaashi knows your limits, and he knows your boundaries. Not certain if you’d want to talk about your dream, his first question is if you’d like to go back to sleep.

If you truly don’t want to talk about it, and staying awake with the memory of your dream is too much for right now, he’ll pull you close to him, his grip on you strong, but gentle, almost as if to promise that even in your dreams, he won’t let anyone, or anything hurt you in any way. He’ll face you towards him as he places soft kisses to your forehead, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as you drift back into a sleep of peaceful warmth.

However, if you don’t wish to go to sleep, or find it too difficult to, akaashi will stay awake with you for as long as you need. His next question will be whether or not you’re able to, or want to talk about your dream.

If your answer is yes, he’ll hold you close and listen quietly as you recap your dream. Although not very noticeable, you can feel his grip on you tighten when you get to the bad or scary parts. You truly love how protective he is over you. He wants to keep you safe, and knowing that he can’t do so in your dreams is what drives him to try harder in your waking moments.

If you don’t feel you’re able to, or don’t want to talk about you’re dream, akaashi wont push or prod, he’ll simply nod his head, bringing his lips to your forehead and kissing you softly. He’ll take your hand and guide you to the kitchen where he makes your favorite tea and offers to do an activity to get your mind off it. Be it watching a movie, playing a board game, baking, or simply going back to bed to enjoy each other's company, akaashi is willing to do anything it takes to make sure then next time you drift off, you’re drifting into his familiar warmth.

Once he’s finally gotten your mind cleared, and your smile back, he suggests it’s time to go back to sleep. He pulls you close and whispers a soft “i love you” in your ear, and those were the last words you hear as you drift off peacefully in his embrace.

[sips-tea-cutely]

Akaashi helping you through your period

#Akaashi Keiji

You woke up with immense discomfort. Your eyes shoot open as you groan in pain. You feel the bed shifting as you proceed to curl into a ball on the bed. "Y/n.. is something wrong..?"

He saw the discomfort on your face as you proceed to move around in pain. "Hey.. hey. Are you okay?"

You look at him, trying to compose yourself from the pain. As you expect, you feel some wetness down there. You look at the bed sheet only to see it stained from a red substance.

"Hhh, why did I have to get it nowwww" You whisper, but loud enough for Akaashi to hear.

Hie eyes travel to the bedsheet, and he quickly understood the situtation. "...Are you on your period..?"

You groan and turn to the side "WELL WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE BABE"

He furrowed his eyebrows. He would always take care of you when you were on your period ever since you started dating, but so far, this might have to be the worst one. He didn't like seeing you in pain, in fact, he hates it. He would do anything to make you happy and safe.

He quickly got up and rushed to find where they had hid your pads/tampons (you can choose). Once he did, he went back to you and guided you towards the bathroom. He gave you the pads/tampons and let you have your privacy.

Around 7 minuets later you came out of the door. He hugged you once you went back to the bed for comfort, knowing you'll need it. You looked at the bed to see it clean. "He must've changed the bedsheet already." You thought.

"You need anything else?" He asked. You hummed in response.

"Maybe some food.. f/f I guess? I feel like having stuff from f/r." He reached for his phone and dialed a number. "Hi is this f/r? Hi yes.."

You smiled. You wondered how you could deserve such a perfect boyfriend.

Once he was done ordering, he looked back down to see you a big hug. He buried his face in the crook of your neck. You cuddled for a bit more, until the doorbell rang.

He got up the bed and came back with paper bags filled with food. Your eyes shone with stars as you saw what was inside. You quickly got the food out and started eating. Akaashi sat beside you and started eating as well.

The food finished quickly as you thanked Akaashi for the meal. He kissed your forehead and told you "Anything for you."

The both of you went back to cuddling. Akaashi started singing a song to you. It's something he does when the both of you are cuddling each other.

“You are my beautiful, by far

Our flaws are who we really are”

His soothing voice lulling you to sleep, all pain disappearing.

“And now, I hear

A symphony.”

He brushed your hair and kissed the back of your earlobe.

“I love you.”

[strxnged]

WHEN IT’S DARK : series masterlist + teaser !!

-> ARTIST!AKAASHI x GN!READER

Summary: Akaashi’s mental health has been failing since Bokuto left and he seems to be dismissing many of his abilities - especially his artistic talent. When you see advertisements for an art contest that you know he’d have in the bag, you get an idea. Maybe this will change things for both of you.

WC: 9k (i’m sorry okay it was very emotional so i went hard)

Warnings/content: descriptions of depression, Akaashi being somewhat OOC due to evident mental illness, angst + arguing, hopeful ending.

AN: um I honestly couldn’t tell ya if I liked this more than Run To. like. there are too many things i did differently that i can’t judge them in the same way. Run To: my favourite fluff/hurt comfort. this: my favourite angst. OKAY I WENT HARD WITH THE SYMBOLISM THOUGH. ESPECIALLY NEAR THE END.

FULL FIC: POSTED

CHAPTERS LISTED BELOW ↴

CHAPTER 1: absently CHAPTER 2: let go CHAPTER 3: without him CHAPTER 4: again CHAPTER 5: your side CHAPTER 6: somehow

-✧✿♡-

[mindfulvenus]

Blue Flowers.

↬ Akaashi Keiji x Reader

↬ WC: 252

It was wide hill-like field of beautiful, dainty flowers. Their colours ranged from pastel yellows, pinks, and blues in the light green grass. And you were laying in the middle of it with Akaashi.

“This is nice...” Akaashi audibly sighs with content, relaxing his muscles into the grass.

“Yeah...” Brushing your hand through the grass, you played with the flowers. Some were tall and pink, while others were yellow and short.

The blue ones remained neutral and contained a universal beauty. They even caught the steel colored eyes of the young man sitting next to you.

“These are my favorite flowers because they remind me of you.” He plucked the flower from the grassy knoll, admiring it, and then switching his gaze to you.

He handed the flower in your direction so you could take it from him. Your hands brushed up against his own slightly as the singular blue flower slipped into your hand.

You twirled its stem between your fingers, feeling it’s smooth texture. Switching your gaze from the flower to Akaashi, blushing.

He leaned in closer every second, you felt the warmth of his body. His lips pecked your cheek, littering kisses all over your face until he touched your lips. He slightly smiled into the kiss, as he let it linger for quite some time. His arms were on either side of your body as he hovered over you.

You could spend all your days here in this field of pastel flowers because, time felt nonexistent with Akaashi.

Note: Akaashi gives off an ethereal, field of flowers vibes, and I like blue flowers so aha, here we are :D!!

[septemberinorange]

Akaashi Comfort Fic

Desc: You’re feeling overwhelmed but luckily Akaashi is only a phone call away 

This room is suffocating, the same four walls and the same laptop screen trapping you into place with a never-ending stack of work to complete on time. I need to finish this you think, you need to finish now before moving from this seat where you seem to be rotting away. The seat you’ve been sat at for what feels like thousands of years, where no-one else can be seen anywhere near you. Trapped on this desert island without a clear way out an overwhelming loneliness engulfs all else as your will to carry on with it breaks into pieces. So, you turn to the person who never fails to comfort you, who always has a kind word to say. Naturally, your trembling hands track to Akaashi's number, his familiar face on the screen smiling invitingly out to you even as a tiny icon in your contacts.

“Hey y/n” Akaashi says but immediately his features falter as he sees your teary face staring back at him through his phone. Whether he was right by your side or peering faintly through facetime he’ll always know if something’s wrong, and he’ll always try his best to make you feel better but still you wish he were by your side. Your features become awash with panic as you desperately hope for his tender hands dancing across your skin, but instead his voice comes low and gentle through your phone.

“Sweetheart, I’m here okay” Akaashi croons “you’re not alone now.” His deep soothing tone rings throughout the room straight into every pore in your body. His words acting as a light in the dark, a blanket in the cold. He grounds you to him by reaching an invisible hand out and letting you take it, his unseen grip on you managing to soothe your worries. The pure familiarity of his voice reminding you of years spent together, of joyful memories which never fail to make everything seem a little brighter.

“Just listen to my voice, I’m right there with you okay, I’m not going anywhere I promise” he sings out, again reaffirming his presence and comforting you even through the confines of each other’s phone. Akaashi continues spooning reassurances to you like this, making sure he settles the overflow of tears by allowing his soft voice to lay a gentle hand over your back and velvet kisses on your neck, his breath ghosting over your skin until all you feel is him and his calming speech.

A/n: This fic is about someone still reassuring you without actually being there which there's so many ways to do: a text, a phone call, honestly a comfort fic written by someone else feels so nice, if you've ever done anything that's been comforting to someone in any way then thank you so much, I hope whoever's reading this has a great day and I hope you know that you're not alone, there's always someone a phone call away, whether that be friends, family or a helpline, just remember you're not alone, I promise <3

My Masterlist <3

[th0mas1ut]

can i have a haikyuu matchup, please? i am twenty one, a med schooler. i love cats and dogs the same amount, i have 2 dogs and 5 cats in total. i survive on sleepless nights, hot coffee. when i can, i write fanfiction or read a book or watch a movie— catharsis much. i am sorry, i don’t use tik tok, but if i had to choose a tik toker, i’d go for joe mele. i love the dynamic between him and his father.

➥  i ship you with... akaashi keiji!

↬ akaashi loves your pets - he never feels overwhelmed by them and loves to run around with your dogs or just chill with your cats

↬ often reminds you to go to sleep, taking the coffee you tried to hide from him to secretly drink 

↬ "it’s time to go to bed, love.”

↬ and then you probably give him a piece of your mind when you catch him doing the same thing

↬ akaashi will usually work on editing while you’re writing fanfiction or reading - the two of you just chill together

↬ movies nights are also fun as the both of you will endlessly cuddle until you fall asleep in his arms

↬ feels so lucky to have you and will whisper praises into your ear whenever he can 

matchups!:closed

[pockyxx]

“ beautiful ”

akaashi x fem!reader  genre: hurt + comfort, wholesome ending. (a s/o with alopecia)

a/n: to the anon that requested this, I hope I did your request justice. and to everyone reading this, don’t forget to be kind. I’m also really sorry it took so long for me to publish. i also wanna put out that bc i don’t have alopecia i can’t fully comprehend the struggles of having it. i used some parts of my own life with my own health issues and the mental struggles that come with them.

You sat in your room, laying on your bed on the phone with your best friend. The topic remained casual although there was something on your mind that had been bugging you. 

“So how are you and Akaashi doing?” She asked and you bit your lip, running your hand over your head, eyes glancing to the wig that sat on it’s stand. You sighed, giving the delayed response. 

“He’s perfect it’s just...” You trailed off, letting your friend fill in the blanks that you were too scared to say. 

“You haven’t told him about your alopecia?” Her tone was a confusing mix of angry and soft. She understood that it was difficult to deal with, years of trying to get over the insecurity that came with loosing your hair. 

“What if he gets weirded out? Or if he doesn’t like that I’m not feminine or that I need a wig-” You’d gone into a ramble before hearing [your friend’s name] shout, cutting you off. 

“If he doesn’t like you the way you are, it’ll be a sign that the two of you aren’t meant to be together.” She sighed, “even if it seems perfect now, if he can’t love you for you, it’ll be for the best if you ended it.” The words came with a lot of weight. 

You nodded, replying with with a yes quickly after realizing she couldn’t see your gestures. 

“When should I do it?” 

“Today and you’re gonna call me right after you do it. Okay ? Now I’ve got to go, I love you n/n.” 

“Love you too [your friend’s name], I promise to tell you how it goes. Bye.” Your pitch went up, hearing her repeat her goodbye before hanging up. Rubbing the bridge of your nose, you sent a text to Akaashi for him to come over as soon as possible and that you needed to tell him something. 

-- 

When Akaashi first got the text, his first impression was that you were unsatisfied with the relationship and wanted to end things. That’s why he left practice a little early, anxiously making his way to your house. 

This was the first time he’d actually be going inside your house, always just dropping you at the front door whenever he walked you home. A million different scenarios ran through his mind but none of them were what was about to happen. 

His eyes widened when he greeted him at the door with puffy, bloodshot eyes. You were wearing his hoodie, it falling over you nicely. Akaashi picked up on your body language, noticing how reserved you seemed. 

“Come inside, please.” You voice was soft and broken. Caught up in his anxiety he didn’t know how to embrace you-- well he knew, he was just frozen in place, this was the first team he’d seen you so upset. 

“Y/n, what happened?” He wondered as you lead him up to the living room, seating him down on the couch, your hands shaking. You explained how you and [friend’s name] were talking earlier. 

“You too didn’t get into a fight did you?” He sat a little bit closer to you, placing his hand on your back but it only caused you to shudder, lip trembling as a silent-trying-to-be-held-back sob escape. 

“I thought I could do it today, but I don’t think I can.” The back of your nose rubbed your running nose as Akaashi could hear his heart beating a pace about a million times faster. 

“Did I do something wrong?” He asked, slowly taking his hand away but you quickly shook your head. 

“No, no, Keiji. It’s nothing about us-- well...” You trailed off, keeping your voice from cracking. You leaned forward, hiding your face in your hands only to peek back at him. “You love me right, Keiji?” 

He was taken back by the question, putting his face in front of your, taking your hands in his, tracing over them with his thumb. 

“Of course I love you, y/n where is this coming from?” he let go of your hand only to softly cup your face.

It hurt to make eye contact with him but you knew you had to. The promise you’d made to your friend rang through your mind.

“It’s just, there’s something about me that you don’t know and I didn’t tell you when we first met because I was terrified it would scare you away.” His heart beat sped up but at the same time shattered that you felt like you couldn’t be open with him.

“Nothing you do will scare me away.” You nodded in response, his soothing words making just the slightest bit easier. Taking a deep breath, you told him.

“When I was starting middle school... I started noticing that parts of my hair were falling out, and other people would notice it too.” You frowned, recalling the sour memories. Keiji laced his fingers with yours again, listening attentively.

“It got to the point that my parents too me to the doctors, they ran a few tests and they said I have alopecia. It’s when the immune system basically attacks the hair follicles.”

Your free hand inched closer to the base of the wig that you were wearing. Akaashi watched you, taking in every detail and subconsciously he figured out what you were trying to convey.

“So now...well I don’t really have any hair... anywhere.” You gulped, bracing yourself for him to flinched away and call you gross but instead he only brought you closer.

“That’s not important to me, y/n, I’d love you even if you had scales.” You chuckled. The way he held your face with both his hands now, and even though your eyes were closed you could feel Keiji tracing over every feature of your face.

Letting go, you stared deeply into his beautiful eyes, as he pushed a strand of the wig behind your ear.

“Let me see you, all of you.” He breathed out as you nodded and while keeping eye contact with him, you tugged off the wig.

Tears threaten to fall again at the vulnerable position you were in but Akaashi only brought you closer to him feeling his smooth lips on the crown of your head.

“Beautiful—you’re breathtakingly beautiful.”

[kageyuji]

“thanks, ‘eiji.”

next to you, akaashi smiled. he hoped it was encouraging but it probably looked more pitying than anything else. a part of him felt a little guilty though. of course, he didn’t want you to get hurt, but he didn’t want you to go on a date; not unless it was with him.

but it wasn’t... although, it wasn’t much of a date if you got stood up, was it?

“don’t mention it. are you alright?”

“yeah,” you responded, ignoring the way your body shivered from the rain. “i’m just a little cold.”

he reached over to turn the heater up. then, he leaned forward to take his hoodie off and placed it on your lap afterwards. you looked at him with confusion drawn on your face, though gripping the fabric anyway.

“you aren’t cold?” you finally asked.

akaashi shook his head no, although he’d only vaguely heard what you’d asked. instead, he was watching water run down your face — he didn’t know if it was a tear or rain.

“you just stood in the rain for an hour, i can manage.”

“it wasn’t an hour.”

you watched his eyebrows knit in confusion, although you didn’t really know about what. it was as though he was thinking about something. rather, debating with himself. his tongue darted between his lips, he cleared his throat, and then finally spoke.

“you know, if it were me, you wouldn’t be stuck out in the rain like that.”

you giggled despite the heat rising in your cheeks. “and what’s that supposed to mean?”

“i... uhm, i think you know what i meant.”

you knew exactly what he meant.