warnings: a lot of trust issues and mentions of betrayal
summary: being a royal courtier has led you to build up an immovable wall, unflinching and unfeeling. sadly, the wall didn’t account for bokuto koutarou. maybe it isn’t so immovable anymore, is it?
note: this is the angstiest reader i’ve written i’m so sorry if it seems like a lot but also shoutout to @fukurodanni who i wrote this for!! i write a lot of gifts for them because they are lovely and very very kind. also happy belated birthday bokuto!! this is a little late <3
Trustworthy. Such a simple word with so many connotations. Throughout your years inside of palace walls and gilded rooms you have met only one person you think might fit into the word’s neat definition. Akaashi Keiji was your friend since childhood, and the only one who actually decided to stay. Even in the constricting stares of noblemen through court rooms, you know that no matter what you can look over to Akaashi and see someone who you can say anything to. How amusing that you won’t have that soon.
“How long do you think you will be gone?” You try to keep your voice even, almost an instinctual reaction to anything new and changing in your life, where the slightest shift in expression could ruin you, but you can tell Akaashi hears that timber in your voice when he looks over with a pained glance.
Marius likes the way you roll your eyes at him. He likes the small dance he can waltz with you in each of your conversations. He jabs, you retort. He pesters, you bristle.
It’s familiar and fun, and his favorite part is when there are moments in those small fights or petty squabbles that you laugh at his pout or petulant comment and smile.
And every brush stroke he puts onto his canvas too late at night, is to capture the pure adrenaline that smile gives him into his paintings. It’s like it’s meant to be momentary, a shooting star. Something precious and bright and special only to those that are blessed enough to see it.
But he imagines one day painting you in a wedding gown, and gets back to work. He needs to be able to paint the smile on your face in it after all.
Summary: it’s really just waxing poetic about how nice dating Bokuto is there really is nothing else
Warnings: N/A
A/N: this was made for the very lovely @fukurodanni themself!! Highly recommend following them, they are beautiful and deserve a kiss on the lips
He’s the feeling of sitting at the top of a rollercoaster, edged right to the drop but never fearing that fall. It’s all of the excitement and the joy and the laughter but none of the fear, just… adrenaline. He is pure adrenaline, constantly bouncing, always running, never stopping, and he makes you want to try running too, to capture that feeling and make it your own.
