bokuto gets a lil sad when he and akaashi dont get to sleep in the same bed when akaashi's deadlines are looming, so sometimes he cuddles akaashi in the living room as the latter types away. not that akaashi hates it-in fact, it's a welcome reprive from his stressful job.
at some point bokuto brings his futon beside the kotatsu where akaashi works so he can sleep beside his boyfriend (and secretly, he's worried akaashi is going to isolate himself from all the stress and anxiety he feels right before an important date).
akaashi never says it out loud, but he's thankful bokuto made that decision. people around him may think that bokuto depends on akaashi most of the time, but that's not true. they save each other an equal amount.
when akaashi gets agitated in the middle of the night he turns to bokuto who's sleeping soundly beside him. sometimes akaashi slips in the futon to nap for a few minutes, and automatically, bokuto opens his arms.
bokuto's embrace feels like the safest place in the world.
bokuto's embrace feels like the safest place in the world.
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for someone as loud as bokuto, akaashi finds solace in being with him.
it's dawn when akaashi takes a break from revising. he's only made aware of how long he's been working when he notices that the glaring metropolitan lights have disappeared from his peripheral, only to be replaced with the dimness that comes with the few minutes before sunrise.
also this tweet from @kodzuuu we have the same braincells https://twitter.com/kodzuuu/status/1275444296385097729
he rubs his eyes, shuts his laptop, and crawls into bed, which is conveniently located right beside him, where bokuto lies. akaashi's overcome with a wave of affection as he stares at his lover's peaceful figure. when he lifts the blanket, bokuto shuffles to make space for him.
akaashi didn't think bokuto would still be awake at this hour. and upon closer inspection, he really wasn't. his relaxed exhales said it all. akaashi's heart clenched a little too painfully...was bokuto still thinking of him even as he slept on? did bokuto dream of him?
when akaashi's finally settled in bed, bokuto wraps his arms around him and pulls him closer until their foreheads are touching. akaashi gulps and places a hand on bokuto's chest. his heart is thudding away at a steady pace; it lulls akaashi to sleep-almost.
akaashi wants to savor this moment, this time he measures in heartbeats, before the sun shines through the windows and bokuto leaves for his morning jog. even as his eyes droop, he manages to lift his other hand to trace bokuto's features-soft cheeks, strong jawline, full lips.
he wants to savor this time when bokuto's not jumping around, when akaashi can just admire his lover for as long as he desires. he cups bokuto's cheek, and bokuto responds in kind by nuzzling into akaashi's hand. his face is warm, skin heated by the insulation of the blanket.
akaashi doesn't mind the strange vulnerability that comes with the few moments before sleep overtakes him. he welcomes the feeling, embraces it like a passionate lover. "i love you," he whispers, "as long as you'll let me."
akaashi's last thought before his eyes slip shut is that he'd spend every waking moment loving the boy who'd saved him a million times and who'd continue to do so for the rest of their lives.
as the sun rises, its rays catch and reflect on the rings of the two lovers who lay entangled in each other's arms.
if you have reached this part of the thread congratulations you were not fooled by the first post that was a meme ... i too was fooled into making this whole thread by my pining heart ... i had no control whatsoever
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