Keiji wakes in the morning to a bed that he's not familiar with, in a room he's not familiar with, and he blinks, needing a moment for his brain to process this information.
Koutarou is sleeping beside him, face pressed against Keiji's shoulder, his soft hair a fluffy mess of black, grey and white, curling lightly now that there isn't any product in it. Keiji brings a hand up to stroke it gently and he smiles to himself.
Right. It's their first morning together in their new apartment.
Keiji's entire body aches pleasantly from the previous night and the skin of his neck stings with new hickeys. They were both incredibly enthusiastic about breaking their new bed in and Keiji supposes that they've well and truly taken care of that, now. Koutarou will probably insist on starting on the couch next.
He sits up, rubbing a hand over his face as he yawns. Beside him, Koutarou makes a low, sleepy whine of protest, reaching out to clutch at Keiji. He gets Keiji's wrist, holding onto it, and settling back against his pillow with a sigh.
Smiling to himself, Keiji gently pulls his hand away and bends to kiss Koutarou's forehead before getting out of bed.
He locates his boxers, pulling them on and walking out of their bedroom and into the kitchen. He made sure that the coffee machine was set up yesterday, so that he wouldn't have to figure it out in the morning. Their mugs are both sitting on the counter and Keiji rinses them out as the coffee machine warms up. He goes to brush his teeth, assessing his reflection. He looks tired, but he supposes that's to be expected, when yesterday was such a long day. Koutarou is probably even more tired, considering he doesn't know how to take things slowly and was pushing himself to get everything moved in and set up as quickly as possible yesterday.
Sure enough, Keiji is just finishing making their coffee when he hears Koutarou getting out of bed. He's groaning sleepily as he shuffles out of their bedroom and into their kitchen, still naked. He wraps his arms around Keiji's waist from behind, kissing the back of his neck.
"Good morning," Keiji murmurs, tilting his head just slightly to nuzzle against Koutarou.
"Isn't it?" Koutarou sounds happy. "First morning together in our first place together. That's pretty special, hey?"
"Yeah," Keiji replies, placing his hand on top of Koutarou's. "Brush your teeth and put something on, I'm making you coffee right now."
"You're the best," Koutarou tells him. "You're amazing. I love you. I'm so lucky I have you."
Keiji bites back his smile. "Go on."
Koutarou does, making his way back to their bedroom to find his boxers, then going to the bathroom. Keiji takes a sip of his coffee, grinning against the mug. Life with Koutarou is going to be interesting, and he's looking forward to it.
"Back," Koutarou announces, when he's done brushing his teeth. He wraps his arms around Keiji again. "I'm here for coffee and snuggles. I bet you've got both of these for me."
"Lucky you," Keiji smiles, pushing the mug on the counter a little closer to him, before holding his arms open.
"Yeah," Koutarou agrees, wrapping both his arms around Keiji and holding him close. "Seriously. Lucky me."
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Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou (Haikyuu!!) G, fluff
Keiji wakes in the morning to a bed that he's not familiar with, in a room he's not familiar with, and he blinks, needing a moment for his brain to process this information.
Koutarou is sleeping beside him, face pressed against Keiji's shoulder, his soft hair a fluffy mess of black, grey and white, curling lightly now that there isn't any product in it. Keiji brings a hand up to stroke it gently and he smiles to himself.
Right. It's their first morning together in their new apartment.
Keiji's entire body aches pleasantly from the previous night and the skin of his neck stings with new hickeys. They were both incredibly enthusiastic about breaking their new bed in and Keiji supposes that they've well and truly taken care of that, now. Koutarou will probably insist on starting on the couch next.
He sits up, rubbing a hand over his face as he yawns. Beside him, Koutarou makes a low, sleepy whine of protest, reaching out to clutch at Keiji. He gets Keiji's wrist, holding onto it, and settling back against his pillow with a sigh.
Smiling to himself, Keiji gently pulls his hand away and bends to kiss Koutarou's forehead before getting out of bed.
He locates his boxers, pulling them on and walking out of their bedroom and into the kitchen. He made sure that the coffee machine was set up yesterday, so that he wouldn't have to figure it out in the morning. Their mugs are both sitting on the counter and Keiji rinses them out as the coffee machine warms up. He goes to brush his teeth, assessing his reflection. He looks tired, but he supposes that's to be expected, when yesterday was such a long day. Koutarou is probably even more tired, considering he doesn't know how to take things slowly and was pushing himself to get everything moved in and set up as quickly as possible yesterday.
Sure enough, Keiji is just finishing making their coffee when he hears Koutarou getting out of bed. He's groaning sleepily as he shuffles out of their bedroom and into their kitchen, still naked. He wraps his arms around Keiji's waist from behind, kissing the back of his neck.
"Good morning," Keiji murmurs, tilting his head just slightly to nuzzle against Koutarou.
"Isn't it?" Koutarou sounds happy. "First morning together in our first place together. That's pretty special, hey?"
"Yeah," Keiji replies, placing his hand on top of Koutarou's. "Brush your teeth and put something on, I'm making you coffee right now."
"You're the best," Koutarou tells him. "You're amazing. I love you. I'm so lucky I have you."
Keiji bites back his smile. "Go on."
Koutarou does, making his way back to their bedroom to find his boxers, then going to the bathroom. Keiji takes a sip of his coffee, grinning against the mug. Life with Koutarou is going to be interesting, and he's looking forward to it.
"Back," Koutarou announces, when he's done brushing his teeth. He wraps his arms around Keiji again. "I'm here for coffee and snuggles. I bet you've got both of these for me."
"Lucky you," Keiji smiles, pushing the mug on the counter a little closer to him, before holding his arms open.
"Yeah," Koutarou agrees, wrapping both his arms around Keiji and holding him close. "Seriously. Lucky me."