The covers shift as Akaashi rolls over in bed. "Are you awake?"
"Hm," you mumble, because you're not asleep, but you're not so sure you're awake either. "You okay?"
"No, yeah, I'm perfect," he says, just as coherent as he was hours earlier in the day. This man never sleeps, and it's going to be the end of him some day soon. "Just hungry. Do you want to get something to eat?"
"Nothing is open," you mumble, slurring all the syllables together. He gets the message, though. "Sleep."
"Okay, I'll just make something real quick. Sleep tight." He shuffles out of bed, kissing your hair and smoothing it down before he leaves. He makes sure you're securely back under the covers and comfortable.
But the thing about cooking is that it's infinitely louder when you're trying to be quiet. In your daze, you hear a clattering of pans and a muttered expletive from Keiji. Once he's figured it out, the smell of his cooking starts wafting into the room - he didn't shut the door, did he?
And that's how you end up pulled out of your sleep at 3am anyway, shuffling into the kitchen and wiping sleep out of your eyes. Keiji lights up at the sight of you, brandishing his plate of eggs and rice like he expects some culinary award for his prowess. "Look."
"Mhm."
You sit with him until he finishes eating, then usher him to brush his teeth once more and attempt a few more hours of sleep before work in the morning.
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Akaashi Keiji- love of my life
Romancethis is just a collection of my fave Tumblr drabbles that i am immortalizing here so they are perhaps a little easier to find when i want to read them. other characters coming soon, but i wanted to start with akaashi considering he is the love of my...
