bokuaka one shots

elope

"'Kaashi!"

The brunette looked up from his writing desk where he was making a delicate flower crown, smiling at the sight of the lively boy in the doorway. He stood there in his white blouse, which was messily tucked into his trousers, winded and grinning wildly. It drove Akaashi absolutely mad.

"Hello, Bokuto," Akaashi greeted him, tucking the stem of a flower into another carefully before standing and carrying it to the boy. "Look at what I made."

His eyes widened at his lovers creation. It was simple, but Bokuto adored anything that was made by his hands. "Its pretty."

Akaashi smiled and plopped it onto the boys head. "Let's go. I made bread."

"Ah, I hope its good this time," Bokuto groaned in a joking manner. Neither of them could deny that his baking skills weren't the best, but he was learning. Or trying to, at the very least. His mother made it hard, claiming, "Boys belong outside. Women don't want husbands that make bread!"

Bokuto wants a husband that makes bread.

The two marched towards the door, bidding goodbye to Akaashi's mother on their way out.

They sat in a field, one with wildflowers and grasshoppers and tall grass. Out here, they can be themselves. They can kiss and hug and say "I love you"- things that aren't allowed at home .

"Hey, Keiji," Bokuto spoke as he tore the loaf in half and handed a piece to the blond. "Y'know, I heard today at work that if you go far enough east, you can find cities where anyone can get married."

"Is that so?" the boy giggled, poking the pastry in his hand cautiously.

"Even two men can marry," he claimed. Akaashi's eyes widened at the statement. That wasn't allowed here- if they tried to get married... He didn't even want to think about what would happen. They didn't have their parents approval, much less the approval of their small town.

"Really?" he hummed, pretending to be unsurprised by Bokuto's claim.. Bokuto nodded silently, biting into the bread and observing his boyfriend.

"Elope with me, Keiji."

Akaashi's heart raced at the thought of running away and marrying Bokuto. He was madly in love with the boy, so much that he was willing to do (and has done) stupid things with him but, but he had his doubts. "Are you sure? It sounds... risky."

Bokuto nodded, meeting Keiji's eyes with a determined look in his own. "I have money saved. Enough to get us there, at least." He took his partner's hands and met his eyes with a stern look. "I'm being serious. I want to marry you. I'll get a job as soon as I can, I'll take care of you."

Akaashi hesitated to answer, thoughts of their plan backfiring coming to his mind. He quickly shook it off, deciding he was sick of hiding. "O-Okay. Yeah."

"Let's leave tomorrow. Right at sunrise."

"Thats really early," Akaashi frowned. "How will we even get there?"

"I've been thinking about this for a while. There's a train that leaves to go east tomorrow. I bought two tickets today."

Keiji laughed and shook his head at his boyfriend. "What if I said 'no'?"

"I already knew you wouldn't." Bokuto smiled lovingly at the shorter boy, kissing him quickly on the lips. "I'll meet you outside of your house, okay? And only bring one bag."

Akaashi nodded, a new excitement welling up inside of him. "I can't wait." Their lips met again briefly before the two lovers parted, heading back to their own homes to gather their things and rest.

Once his parents were undoubtedly asleep, Keiji reached under his bed and pulled out an old leather suitcase, one he has only had to use once while visiting family. At the time, he thought he would never need it again, but he was now glad he had it.

He gingerly placed his carefully folded clothes into the suitcase, tucking a box of saved drawings and letters in with them, along with an envelope of his savings.

As promised, Bokuto was waiting for him at sunrise. They quietly filled two glass bottles with clean water and headed off, walking down the dirt roads in silence.

This was it. The start of their new life. Neither of them were quite sure what would happen when they got reached their destination, or what they were going to do, but they would do it together.

And that was enough for them.

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