Bokuto smiled, drawing on Akaashi's arm with a black pen. "…and I said that I wanted purple hair dye and Kuroo told me I wouldn't look hot with purple. It was a sucky thing to do."
"But that doesn't explain the bruise love," Akaashi whispered.
Bokuto stopped drawing. "Oh I got mad and we fought. It was fun."
Akaashi nodded. He closed his eyes. "You wanna color that in?"
"Sure! I'll color it purple."
Akaashi hummed. He moved his fingers against Bokuto's waist. His lips felt a bit tingly. "Gross…"
"You okay Keiji? Did your blood sugar drop?"
"It feels like it."
"Ah hang on." Bokuto leaned over and grabbed a little bag. He pulled out a juice box, opening his phone right after. "Oh, honey it is a little low. Sit up real quick."
"How low?" Akaashi whispered, sitting up. He took the juice, fumbling to open the straw.
Bokuto pried it from his hands. "68 right now. You think you need more than juice?"
"Mm… I think I'm good." Bokuto leaned over to kiss his cheek but Akaashi whined. "My lips are tingly Ko."
"Pfft." Bokuto handed him the juice. He rubbed his back, smiling. "Goodness. Tomorrow will be interesting if you're all icky feeling now."
"Oh no, I haven't picked out an outfit for the interview." Akaashi tried to get up.
The older male pulled him down. "Who here is the one with diabetes that sometimes makes them feel sick when their blood sugar is low?"
"Me," Akaashi stated softly.
"Exactly. So just chill out. I'm sure we'll find something."
"Fine." Akaashi laid against Bokuto. He closed his eyes, sipping at the juice.
"Oh, my love, you are so cute." Bokuto kissed his hair. "I love you."
"Love you."
Bokuto watched his blood sugar go back up slowly, rubbing Akaashi's hair. Akaashi started to snore, holding onto Bokuto's leg.
Bokuto set him on the bed. Akaashi huffed softly, waking up. "Bokuto…?"
"Hm?"
"Jeans." Akaashi pulled on the pants he was wearing. "I needa get them off…"
Bokuto pulled his jeans off of him. He took off his shirt and put it on Akaashi. "Better?"
"Almost." Akaashi shifted around. He slurred quietly, tired. "I just… Sleep. C'mere. I wanna hug… I mm…"
Bokuto turned off the lights and held him around his waist. "Good?"
Akaashi stretched, nodding.
"Good night Keiji."
"Night."
Bokuto smiled as Akaashi snored into his chest. It was so soft. It was nice.
****
"You sure you're not hungry Keiji?"
Akaashi nodded. He yawned softly. "I'm alright. The interview will be fast. He's known for doing fast interviews."
Bokuto held out his hand.
Akaashi put his hand in Bokuto's and kept messing with his coat buttons.
"Hey sweetheart, you might wanna take a deep breath. It's just buttons. I'll get you something to eat, okay? We can't have you skipping meals."
"It'll be fine Ko."
