Sun soaked raindrops. Idk, I was just thinking about standing on my back porch and seeing rain falling even when the sun and the sky are still visibly clear.. Every time it happens it freaks me out but its still a beautiful sight.
i love this!!! i might have to actually write a story for this hmm (if i end up dm-ing you pls don’t b surprised KJBDFAJK i just vibe w ur description and the title a whole lot)
Sun soaked raindrops, and the teeny tiny fragments in the inbetween that show how the world looks if it was closed in water. Akaashi Keiji blinks; thinking the sun looks sort of like a memory in the moment. Where the dry patch of grass under the tree was home, and the sun that danced with the raindrops beyond was a boy who smiled like he was the center of existence itself.
“Hey,” he says, then takes a step and reaches out a hand.
“Hey,” he says again, the telltale signs of laughter bubbling from his throat.
“Hey!” he eventually hears from a far, and when he looks on the other side of the grass-- he sees the sun. And he’s waving once, then twice, before eventually running past the shade, into the rain, and towards him. Golden eyes catching light, raindrops falling down, and Akaashi thinks of the sun soaked raindrops he thinks are so beautiful again.
“Bokuto-san,” he smiles.
((tears i actually wanna write this out i am inlove w how u described the rain fsdjkbsdfjksd im freaking out rn))
