#but i hope its not too cringey qwp

[marcipancake]

Everything's going to be alright

Pairing: Akaashi x Ele🥺👉👈

Word count: didnt count, i just wanted this to be done

Note: jsbsjsua so sorry for the storm, ele!! Not sure if this is any good im so sorry if i butchered any of u two's personality😭😭 also i know this is probably so little but i wanted to write this to show my love for u🥺👉👈

Im tagging u anyways cuz u might not come on tumblr and miss the notifs qwp @ohmythatmiya

Akaashi came as soon as he heard.

He didn't live far, but it was still a distance that kept the two of you away for the most part of the week. But this time, when he heard of the storm that hit your home, he just ran, only texting his boss later, not caring for consiquences.

His dark blue eyes scanned through your neighbourhood, him being in more and more horror after every one of the houses he laid his eyes on. The state they were in has left his guard down enough for his anxiety to crawl up his chest, sinking his heart deep.

Even before he reached your house, his mind was running through the worst possible scenerios. What if you were buried under the house and he has to be the first one witnessing it? What if you were just carried away by the storm, never found ever again? What if you will die in his arms, leaving him unable to do anything to help? These, and such questions, along with some self degrading outcomes on his part has started seiging the carefully crafted wall of emotionlessness in his mind.

By the time he took two more steps, his heavy tears have threatened his eyes with that stinging feeling and the shortness of breath. Akaashi hated crying, in general and in front of you, but now he couldn't help it.

But his head and body took a complete 180° turn as he heard a familiar voice call out his name, which instantly lifted the fog of doubt and the heaviness of his tears from his chest. His lips formed into a smile so big it started to hurt in no time at all. As soon as his eyes located your familiar form, his legs lounged him forward, closing you into a tight hug before you could even process what's happening. You could hear small sobs coming from him as he buried his face in the crook of your neck - his favourite, kind of comfort place by now - hugging your hips with one hand, and letting his other get lost in your hair.

"Keiji, are you-"

"I was so worried, Ele" he admitted, yet again shedding down his carefully crafted wall as he always did with you.

"I was, too. I was so scared, Keiji, I-" you almost got too carried away, but cut yourself off, not letting your grip loosen on his back for a moment.

For a few more moments, you fully embraced his comforting touch, his scent, the sound of his heartbeat, and the warmth he radiated, which felt like fire during a painfully cold snowfall.

"Look, my-" your voice failed you again, even just thinking about it. And this made Akaashi's heart twist again, jumping into the worst conclusions.

"What is it? Your family?" he asked, waiting for a decline or affirmation from you. You shook your head, avoiding meeting his worried gaze. "Was it anything in your room?" Akaashi tried again, his voice also starting to crack from all the worry that was eating him up. Your house destroyed, what could have been worse? You seemed fine, considering the situation, so what could worry you more?

But before you could have shake your head to his question, the answer struck him like a lightning. He hugged you close yet again, getting a first confused look from you. Soon, you finally let your own mask slip down. You had to keep the facade for your family and neighbours, to look strong, but now in the safety of his arms, you threw it in the trash.

Akaashi rubbed your back, not caring for anything else, but you. He whispered sweet nothings to you, but they meant the world to you now.

"I have contacts. I'll get your baby to be repaired as soon as I can, okay? There's nothing to be afraid of anymore. You can move in with me temporarily, or I can help you out in any way you want" he said finally, which was the thing that hit strong. New tears streamed down your face in the place of the half dried ones. Your lungs hurt, your throat hurt, and your eyes hurt from all the crying, but it didn't matter anymore.

Because you were with your love, and for the time being, you believed, stronger than ever, that everything's going to be alright.