five times kissed !
prompted! / @majeime.
i.Ā SUNNY SKIESĀ ; sticky hands run with watermelon juice and thereās a lull in afternoon practice. large hands fumble with the rinds, setting them to the side because he knows that they could pickle them and eat them at a later time.Ā heās warm, the sun beating down on his skin. he leans against akaashi, golden eyes focused on his setterās watermelon. ( he eats slower than bokuto does. akaashi is gentle when he eats ; it makes his heart hammer inside his chest ; he wonders why. ) āakaagaasssshiiiii,ā opening his mouth, he silently asks for a bite of the otherās watermelon. he expects the other to get up, walk away ; instead akaashi shoves the watermelon into his mouth and he blinks before biting off the piece and swallowing. a grin that could rival the sun grows in place and suddenly he canāt sit still when konoha calls over and says something about an indirect kiss. itās summer ; heās ready to fly.Ā ( indirect kiss. )Ā
ii. STORMY WEATHERĀ ; a lost game, and everyone expects it to be him that breaks. they wait, they wait, & they waitā but he knows he played the best game he could. thereās no reason to think of anything else ; the other team was simply better than they were. his team, heās proud of them, you see ? akaashi however, excuses himself and golden hues rest upon the otherās back as he walks off. heās stiff, hands clenched and he lets out a hum before talking to his team about where they should improve. he excuses himself to the restroom, but instead follows akaashi into the locker room and he sits next to his vice captain, hands resting on the stool and eyes looking upwards towards the ceiling. heels bounce against the floor, and akaashiās always been a soft sorta quiet, but this quiet is too quiet, too deafening so bokuto opens his mouth to speak ā he decides against it, before standing and parting the others hair and placing a gentle kiss on the otherās forehead. itās soft, and his brow is ridden with sweat but he doesnāt mind. of course he doesnāt. a grin, and heās letting out a loud sigh,Ā āwell, my mama always kissed my forehead when i was younger when i was upset. so i thought itād help you cheer up too. we played the best we could.ā outside, the storm lightens to a soft drizzle, and heās content here, next to akaashi, unable to fly.Ā Ā ( kiss on the forehead. )Ā iii. BITTER COLDĀ ; take care of yourself, it lingers on his tongue when he seeās akaashi whoād forgotten gloves and brows furrow together. itās nippy, wind howling outside &Ā bleak. akaashi is smarter than that, he knows better than to forget his gloves and he wonders if maybe something had happened. his body reacts faster than he thinks, and heās grabbing akaashiās hands, cheeks tinged pink from standing outside of the clubhouse. heās fine, akaashi should warm up. he blows on the hands and rubs them together like heād do his own. akaashiās fingers are longer than his, prettier and slender too. almost immaculate ; but heās cold to the touch and he begins to chide the other, kissing the tips of each finger tip in between words. the wind dies down, and sun peaks through the fog and everything is silent.Ā ( kiss on the fingers )Ā iv.Ā SPRING AWAKENING ; feelings. it seems that he has a crush on someone new every week, but itās always fleeting. there are a couple of people he has dated before, but itās never worked out for him. heās too loud, too much, too focused on volleyball. none of those things, he thinks is bad, but he gets it ; he understands. people donāt care for a romantic partner whoās head is filled with volleyball and not them. staring out of the window, eyes focus on a familiar mess of curls and itās akaashi. heās tempted to open the window to yell out at the otherĀ ; he notices that someone is with him, and whoever it is is pretty. something he doesnāt like drops and settles at the bottom of his stomach as brows furrow. his friend, his best friend, is being confessed too and bokuto wants to interrupt it. they say jealousy is a disease, but bokuto doesnāt even realize that heās feeling jealous and continues his day, with a dark cloud hanging over his head. he didnāt bother to watch akaashi once he realized that his friend was receiving a confession, he missed the way the otherās eyes flicked upwards to see bokuto slump in his seatĀ ; he missed the girl bowing and walking off trying to hide her hurt.Ā bokuto settles on the fact that akaashi should just focus on volleyball, in fact, they all should just focus on volleyball and heās half-way tempted to ban dating from the club. it sounds like a good idea to him, but he knows that otherās would probably riot if he agreeād and he opens the door without even realizing that akaashi is in front of him. the otherās pick up on his air, and watch him as he makes his way to the lockers and leave akaashi to him.Ā heās cornered, changing out of his shirt, arms in his sleeves but not over his head yet when akaashi speaks to him, and lips thin out and he doesnāt want to tell akaashi that he thinks the other shouldnāt date. that he should focus on volleyball because itās akaashiās life and who is he to tell him what he can and canāt do ? heās just a friend , his captain. ( does akaashi consider them friends? he hopes so. heās never really asked the other. heās always assumed. )Ā Ā he has the other worried though, and he doesnāt stop to think about it before kissing akaashi on the cheek. his body moves before he does, and he swallows down whatever that feeling heās feeling into his stomach, shoves it away, and twists on his heel.Ā ācāmon akaashi, letās practice!ā itās spring ; and heās about to soar.Ā Ā ( cheek kiss. )Ā v.Ā SUN-KISSED ; thatās one way people would describe him. from the warmth in his skin, to the blinding way he grins, and attracts attention everywhere he goes. and yet, heās settled, nestled into akaashiās side. heās no longer captain ; heās given that title to akaashi, entrusting him to do what he couldnāt with his team, but it doesnāt stop him from stopping by the otherās practices and training with the others. they laugh at him, but bokuto just grins. theyāre sitting outside the club room, eating watermelon and bokuto has no qualms about taking a bite or sharing food with akaashi anymore because theyāre together, and donāt boyfriends share food all the time, akaashi? the other huffs, twisting so heās out of reach from bokuto and a pout plays on his lips, but owlish eyes dance in mirth. heās got an idea, and he lets out a hum before standing and blocking off the view from the others before kissing akaashi quickly after he takes a bite of the watermelon. rocking backwards, he hums.Ā āitās definitely sweeter once you take a bite, just like a thought.ā heās found his sky to envelop him.Ā Ā ( mouth kiss. )Ā










