"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...
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