Chapter Text
Bokuto's pov
"Akaashi-kun, wait for me!" I yelled, running after him. He finally slowed down enough for me to catch up and I tackled him to the ground. Akaashi smiled, flipping us so that he was on top of me. His smile faltered and he sighed, lowering his gaze.
"Bokuto-kun, I'm scared. The adults are talking about marriage. What if... what if we never see each other again because we don't have time to hang out, or talk, or-"
"Akaashi-kun, calm down. I won't let that happen. Nothing will ever come between us." I assured him, tucking a strand of dark hair behind his ear.
He smiled again, climbing off of me and holding out his hand. I took it and he pulled me up. We walked back to the castle holding hands, but Akaashi quickly let go once he saw his father looking our way.
Akaashi was a prince, just like me. His father ruled over a neighboring kingdom, and often visited to discuss political and economic issues with my father, things that "children wouldn't understand". While they talked, Akaashi and I would play. We soon became practically inseparable, one of us always being found at the other's side.
"Bokuto-kun, let's play inside, okay?" He asked, seemingly anxious to escape his father's pointed gaze.
"Yeah, sure. Let's go, Akaashi-kun." I said, running ahead of him. I heard him laugh, calling my name as he chased after me.
Giggling, we both collapsed onto my bed and I smiled at how happy he looked right now. I grabbed his hand again and laced our fingers, rubbing my thumb over the back of his hand.
"I don't want to get married to someone else, Bokuto-kun." Akaashi whispered, squeezing my hand. "There's only one person I want to be with, and that's you."
"Keiji..." I whispered softly. "Marry me. Marry me and it will just be the two of us forever, no one will ever be able to keep us apart."