Akaza x Douma Oneshot

The Prince Of Destruction And His Servant

Royalty AU
-Prince Akaza
-Servant Douma
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There was only the sound of rapid footsteps could be heard as two people speed-walked down the corridor.

The young prince Akaza Soyma.A five foot eight,eighteen year old with bright pink hair,honey yellow eyes and pale skin.A very humble boy but often let his anger issues take over more often.

The other person is a servant of the prince.Twenty year old Douma who has unique rainbow eyes,long blond platinum hair.He's tall-six foot two.

The two walked down the long corridor in silence,surprised to find that they were the only two that currently occupied the palace.Both stopping once they reached the final room that they needed to check,the ball room.

Nobody but them.

"Where the hell is everybody?!" Akaza yelled,turning to the blond haired servant who was just as confused as him.Although nowhere near as frustrated.It was probably better that everybody else had gone in his mind,it would finally be peaceful.Well as peaceful as it could get when the only other person in the house had anger issues.
"I don't know my prince but please do try to remain calm," Douma placed a hand on the pinkette's shoulder,talking soothingly to calm down the angered royalty.It worked a sligtkky since the younger visibly de-tensed a little and huffed weakly.Though it was clear that his anger didn't settle at all.

"How many times do I have to tell you?Its Akaza when we're alone!" The pinkette groaned,grasping the blond's wrist in annoyance.Dragging the oldest out of the ball room,absolutely despising this room in particular.Mainly because he was constantly forced to dance with the woman he was supposed to marry.He didn't even like her in the slightest!
"My prince-" Douma quickly corrected himself. "Akaza,I understand why you're upset.Your father and everybody else left without a word but think about it this way,we're alone without anybody to bother us.You can relax," just he was about to open his mouth to say something,the pinkette stopped to think.It was true,he could finally relax and be himself for a while without the pressure of being a prince on his shoulders.
"Fine.But I don't want you leaving my sight!" He released the blond's wrist and took a couple of steps backwards,an odd fuzzy feeling rising in his heart from being so close.

He knew what it was but didn't want to act on such a feeling especially because his servant is a guy.His father would never allow such a thing.Though that didn't stop him from writing a letter confessing his love to the blond.That was securely locked in his room for nobody but himself to read or see.

"But-"
"No you're staying by my side!"
"Whatever you say my prince,"

|8:30PM|

Anxiously pacing around his room,Akaza stared at the door to his bedroom.Waiting for Douma to walk in the room and start up some random conversation.The silence was killing him or at least that's what it felt like.It had been over an hour now,it shouldn't take him that long to get changed into some more comfortable clothes and walk back here.

"That's it," Akaza grabbed the jacket over the chair at his desk shoved against the wall opposite the wall.Pulling it on his arms and practically storming over to the door."I'm going to find him!" He basically ran down the corridor of the palace.

After another whole hour of searching he found the blond peacefully standing in the rain in the garden,completely soaked but seemingly unbothered.

"You fucking idiot!" Akaza yelled as he ran into the garden himself,not caring about the rain hammering down on himself.More concerned about the health of his servant."You'll catch a cold!" He grabbed the other wrist and tried to pull him out of the heavy rainfall but was instead was tugged closer.
"You gave me the wrong letter my prince," Douma teasingly poked him on the nose and pulled out a letter from his pocket,slightly damp with rain water.Of course the pinkette had no clue about what he was talking about so he read the letter,shielding it as best he could from the harsh rain.

Dear Douma,

This letter will most certainly never see a single millimetre of sunlight or moonshine but I feel it would be best to get this off my chest.Perhaps it will make these cursed feelings go away but I doubt it.Either way I want this off my chest,to forget about this.Writing this will help hopefully.

I love you.I don't think I can describe how much I love you in words.You are everything I could want in a partner,in somebody I want to be by my side when I become king of this blasted place.You're kind,thoughtful,caring,beautiful,loyal,you can make me laugh and you always manage to bright up a room with one of your stupid jokes.

If there is anybody I want to wake up next to every morning it's you.When you're around I feel so much more peaceful and comfortable,I feel like I can be myself around you.Making me happy is something only you can do by just being around.

I want to wake with you by my side every morning until death.I want to spoil you with anything you desire.I want to make you feel loved and appreciated.I want to dance with you without a care about who is watching.

Whenever I see it rain in the garden I think of you laughing like an idiot and forcing me to dance with you in the rain like you have done on numerous occasions.Whenever I see it rain in the garden I think of us,kissing under the darkened clouds and relying on each other's body heat to keep warm.Not giving a fuck about how soaked with rain we are.

I want you as my king but it will never happen,my father would never allow it.I would rather die alone as the king than have anyone but you beside me.

Not matter the circumstance,no matter the time or place I will always love you.

-Your Prince,Akaza

Akaza fumbled over his words,there was no logical explanation as to why this letter had fallen into the hands of the absolute idiot that he loved.It was tightly locked up in his room,nobody else knew that he had wrote this!

There was no logical reason to why he should have this letter!

A cold hand cupped his cheek and an arm wrapped around his thin waist,pressing him close to the other's body.The letter that was once in his hand fell to the ground,water quickly seeping into the water and making the writing impossible to read.
"So,how about that kiss my prince?" Douma smiled lovingly,leaning down to press his lips to the pinkette's.The two enjoyed the tender movement they had together even if the rain hammered down on them and soaked them to the bone.

It was sweet even if they were both at risk of catching a cold or even a fever though they didn't care.Being with each other like this was the only thing the two cared about in this moment.

"You're soaked dumbass," Akaza muttered as he rubbed long platinum blond hair with a towel,hoping to dry it quicker.
"And you're being stubborn," Douma stated sternly,gently pushing the other away and taking the towel into his own hands.Placing on the bedside table."Get some sleep my prince,I'll be fine I promise," he kissed the pinkette on the forehead before turning to leave the room.Not all that surprised when a hand grabbed his wrist.

"At least stay with me dumbass!"

"If I do will you promise to start taking care of yourself more?"

"..."

"My prince,I won't stay if you don't promise me."

"Fine!Just cuddle me you dick!"

Akaza felt content as two arms wrapped protectively around his waist.Pulling him close to the body of his servant,he wouldn't call Douma his boyfriend just yet since they had said so.Though he felt pretty confident that he would be marrying this man.No matter what his father thought about it.