"No... Akaashi, don't. Stop. You're drunk..." "So it's you..." "Akaashi... Please, I don't.. I don't want you to..." "Don't worry, I want this." "I know... I hope. But I want to remember this..." "Why...? I'm just your a guy you know for few weeks. If you let me... this can be just a drunk one night stand...." "No. I don't want that. I want to remember this because... Because I like you, Akaashi." Enjoy~ WARNING This is BokuAka fanfic - so it's yaoi. Or boyXboy story if you want. [I'm NOT an English speaking person, so I'm sorry for possible typos.] -- Character's aren't mine, they belong to Haruichi Furudate. --

In a world where a touch of your soulmate illuminates your skin for a brief amount of time. In this world Akashi just wanted to see a concert. He got a punch in the face instead and apparently that idiot is his soulmate (Bokuaka) (rock! Au)

Whatever Bokuto writes shows up on his soulmates arm. An arm that belongs to Akaashi Keiji. A bokuaka, kuroken, bokuroo fic. Written: 2019-2020 Cover art: @almangods