Haikyuu! Striking Thoughts

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FUKURODANI BOYS

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Akaashi Keiji

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"Y/n?," a soft voice calls you over. "Yes? I'm in the kitchen making us coffee," you replied just as softly. "Come here for a moment," beckons your boyfriend Akaashi with a tone so gentle and laced with formality. It didn't take you long to find him in your study, curious as to what he might need you for. He stood right beside your working table. If you follow his fixated eyes, he was looking through the scribbles you usually drew out of boredom. Akaashi glances back at you as you crossed the room and held him by his arm. "These pieces are golden Y/n. I don't know why you keep rejecting my offer to work for the shounen manga jump when you're this good," he turns to you. Truthfully at one point you did consider making your own manga, but you realized through the time you spent living with Akaashi that you're better off completely driven by intricate feelings when you draw. Not by deadlines. Not by public reaction. Intricate feelings only Keiji brings out of you that's why you find yourself moving again, drawing again despite deciding to stop when you've lost all purpose before. Pushing the papers to the far side, you smiled to Akaashi. "I like it better this way. Besides, don't you think it make things so much more special?," you slowly lead him out of the room. "When they're hidden?," Akaashi's eyes widened. You don't realize it but you and your words really are the most beautiful being he ever knew. "That's very much true," agreed Akaashi. Come, you reached for his hand. "Coffee's ready."