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#osaaka | glance
+ Slight angst, mentions of pining 

What does one do when a star drifts away? 

Akaashi sits huddled in a corner of his room. Knees drawn to his chest, he casts a glassy, forlorn look at the vast night sky outside his open window.

It's hollow, empty and void.
The chill is beginning to settle in his bones, but it beats having fresh, hot tears running down his cheeks in rivulets, when he doesn't want to feel. 

Not when he is hurting, wounds fresh, heart broken.
Not when he has to face the bitter, hard truth of the person he loves, getting married. 

Not when Bokuto Koutarou, his star, is drifting away from him, for good.
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#OsaAka | Confessions 🤍🍙

Sibilant rain poured down from the darkened evening sky, droplets chinking off Onigiri Miya’s window and down onto the puddle ridden sidewalk.

Autumn was upon them bringing cool winds and even colder rains.
But inside his humble restaurant, Osamu couldn’t help but feel anything but /warmth./

Onigiri Miya had closed an hour ago yet there were still dirtied stacked plates, half full cups, and napkins scattered at the bar indicating just how busy the dinner rush had been.
He would get to those later.

Soft jazz music plays in the background as he moves easily through the kitchen - flowing from counter to stove to sinks like a languid dance.

His focus keeps him distracted; distractions keep him from-

An arm brushed against his own
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#osaaka | nsfw, royalty au

"Hmm? Are you sleepy?" Akaashi murmurs, soft enough that only the man laying his head on his lap could hear.

Osamu didn't answer, merely whines and rubs his face into the emperor's thighs. Akaashi momentarily
got distracted by the silver threads braided into his grey hair, glinting under the warm lights spilling through the large windows of the throne room.

His advisor was still talking, so he held a hand up.

"We shall continue this later." Akaashi says, his eyes not once
leaving Osamu as he cards his fingers through the soft hairs of his concubine.

The advisor nods, bows.

"Osamu," Akaashi's voice was soft and fond, cupping the boy's face to tilt his head back. Osamu slowly opens his eyes, staring into his emperor's
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#osaaka | moon god osamu, consort akaashi, possessive osamu

"Osamu-sama, forgive me for interrupting you while you are resting."

Bokuto’s loud and cheery voice was uncharacteristically somber and serious from behind the shoji doors.
"Its alright." Osamu says, keeping an eye on his slumbering husband in case he stirs.

"We have some lords claiming ownership over him." Bokuto says. Osamu’s inhales sharply, slightly annoyed that his post coitus snuggle is interrupted.

"Very well. I'm coming."
He extracts himself from Akaashi’s limbs, carefully tucking him back into the sheets before standing up.

He doesnt even bother dressing up properly, following Bokuto to the foyer of his and Atsumu’s palace clad only in pants and a loose untied robe. His tattoos glimmer
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haikyuu ships aus, promps, ao3
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#osaaka / jealousy (uh slight nsfw idk)

it’s absurd, but akaashi doesn’t know what comes over him.

akaashi spots it the first time when osamu foregoes the turtleneck with the weather warming up.
he doesn’t know how he didn’t notice it before, but the glaring red bruise on osamu’s neck, right below his jaw, mocks him.

it’s huge.

there’s another one right above his collarbone, slightly smaller, but a much darker red.
he shuts out osamu’s rants about atsumu doing something stupid akaashi doesn’t remember leaving marks on osamu’s neck.

it doesn’t process in akaashi’s brain on how osamu could have possibly gotten those hickies.
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