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𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 - 𝘣𝘰𝘬𝘶𝘢𝘬𝘢 (𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘸)

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characters/ship: bokuaka | bokuto koutaro x akaashi keiji
word count: 2850
type: smut

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"Papa! When is Santa coming?" The twins were getting agitated at this point, clinging to their father as the dark-haired man sighed for the thousandth time of the night.

"Santa won't come until you two go to sleep you know?" Akaashi ruffled the twins' hair and picked them up, setting the two on his work desk. "And he told me if you two aren't going to bed soon, he's going to put you two on the naughty list!"

The twins' mouth dropped and immediately scrambled off the work desk before bolting to their room, diving under the covers. Kousho even started to fake snore as an attempt to fool 'Santa'.

With the twins in bed, Akaashi was sure Bokuto was going to come back soon. He had practice, even though Christmas is around the corner. The coach had told them to go home, but knowing Bokuto, he would stay and practice spiking with either Hinata or work with Atsumu. He did invite Akaashi, but with these manga deadlines and the twins, he really couldn't join his husband in practicing.

Akaashi took the remaining sip of coffee from his mug and leaned back against his chair. His eyes were starting to hurt from staring at the screen for so long, and his back was starting to ache. He had to get the draft and storyboard up by Christmas Eve and he currently has nothing. And Christmas Eve is three days away, well two if you fast forward two hours.

He decided to take a break from the manga and go check in on his kids. Thankfully, they ended up falling asleep pretty quickly, with Kousho sneaking into Sora's bed and the two snuggling. The twins had forced themselves to stay awake hours past their bedtime, just to wait for Santa to come, even though Akaashi told them that Santa isn't coming until the 25th. They were convinced Santa was too busy to deliver all the presents in one night and would make early deliveries. How did they come up with that? Akaashi's best guess was Bokuto.

He tucked the twins in, making sure the blankets were covering them completely, not leaving an inch of skin out in the cold (except for their faces of course), and pecked their foreheads before closing the door behind him. He stepped back, only to bump into something very muscular.

"Bo?" Akaashi's voice cracked as he was spun around by his husband and pressed against the door.

"Hey, Kaashi." Bokuto was hovering way too close to Akaashi's face, the former's hot breath fanning on the latter's. Akaashi couldn't help but let his eyes flicker onto Bokuto's lips, they were pink, glossy and so close. He could feel the blood rushing to his chest, his heart thudding against his rib cage, sending every possible signal to every part of his body.

Akaashi's eyes widened as he scanned up and down at Bokuto. He was dressed in a very revealing Santa outfit, with a top barely covering his muscular chest, revealing his toned abs and the strong arms, but what surprised Akaashi the most was the skirt. Bokuto was wearing a skirt that doesn't even cover his ass, the hem just covering the large bulge.

Bokuto leaned closer and his lips were just touching Akaashi's, making the latter's heart skip a beat. The smell of sweat and soft lavender was hypnotic, sending Akaashi into a trance, a deep spiral that he knew he couldn't get away with. The dark-haired male could feel tingles running down his spine, the touch on his lips so mesmerizing that it is flooding his thoughts, leaving his mind completely blank.

And Bokuto took Akaashi's bottom lip and cupped his face gently, tilting it so Bokuto could kiss deeper. Akaashi parted his lips and felt his husband's warmth wash over him, curling his toes, and unfurling all his senses as the taste of his husband silenced every rational thought.