Bokuto who jogs home midday between practice and conditioning to make sure Keiji (who works remote) gets outside to enjoy the beautiful day. They take a walk around the block and through their neighborhood park, holding hands, and it does wonders for Keiji’s mental health
Bokuto who jogs home midday between practice and conditioning to make sure Keiji (who works remote) gets outside to enjoy the beautiful day. They take a walk around the block and through their neighborhood park, holding hands, and it does wonders for Keiji’s mental health
As soon as the cigars were lit and drinks poured, conversation easily took an interesting turn.
“The wildest place I’ve ever had sex was probably the locker room showers,” Adriah says.
“Is that really wild though?” Hinata asks.
As soon as the cigars were lit and drinks poured, conversation easily took an interesting turn.
“The wildest place I’ve ever had sex was probably the locker room showers,” Adriah says.
“Is that really wild though?” Hinata asks.
There are times in his life that Akaashi Keiji is sure that he’s gotten over his crush on Bokuto Kōtarō.
Like the time Bokuto accidentally ran over Keiji’s foot while helping him move into university.
There are times in his life that Akaashi Keiji is sure that he’s gotten over his crush on Bokuto Kōtarō.
Like the time Bokuto accidentally ran over Keiji’s foot while helping him move into university.
Bokuto loves to shake people’s hands.
The first time he was in America, he thought it was weird, the players shaking hands under the net after a match. But he quickly learned that every handshake was different, that you could tell so much about a person by their grip,
Bokuto loves to shake people’s hands.
The first time he was in America, he thought it was weird, the players shaking hands under the net after a match. But he quickly learned that every handshake was different, that you could tell so much about a person by their grip,
Akaashi: Hey handsome, are you a coffee? Because I can't live without you
Bokuto: Keiji, you only slept for 2 hours again?
Akaashi: . . .
Bokuto: *takes his hand* Come on, let's take a nap, you get silly when you don't sleep well, baby
Akaashi: Hey handsome, are you a coffee? Because I can't live without you
Bokuto: Keiji, you only slept for 2 hours again?
Akaashi: . . .
Bokuto: *takes his hand* Come on, let's take a nap, you get silly when you don't sleep well, baby
growing up, kou’s mom would remind him periodically, “never let go of the one who brings you calm”
which was hard to understand, as living life at the highest frequency is all he ever knew. anything less seemed scary—boring even.
until akaashi keiji. where he learns calmness means peace.
growing up, kou’s mom would remind him periodically, “never let go of the one who brings you calm”
which was hard to understand, as living life at the highest frequency is all he ever knew. anything less seemed scary—boring even.
until akaashi keiji. where he learns calmness means peace.
a stressed keiji who groans & shoots up from his desk to march into his bedroom where kou is currently propped up in bed reading a book.
dropping it to the side, kou opens his arms in invitation & keiji dives into him, smushing his face in between his juicy tiddies with a relieved sigh.
a stressed keiji who groans & shoots up from his desk to march into his bedroom where kou is currently propped up in bed reading a book.
dropping it to the side, kou opens his arms in invitation & keiji dives into him, smushing his face in between his juicy tiddies with a relieved sigh.
Bo snatches it out of Atsumu’s hand and runs off to his bedroom to read it. Then comes out, sniffling, to kiss Akaashi
“BABY 🥹 that was so sweet lemme go write my response!”
Bo snatches it out of Atsumu’s hand and runs off to his bedroom to read it. Then comes out, sniffling, to kiss Akaashi
“BABY 🥹 that was so sweet lemme go write my response!”