Sosa Hii!! Do you have any aki thoughts??
moneaa hey luv <33 do i have any aki thoughts? of course i do! who doesn’t honestly 😩 i love him a little too much
personally i like character types like him: dark n moody, probably have some trauma in his past, emotionally stunted (intentionally or not), probably a prodigy and really strong…the list goes on fr. i find him and other characters similar to him very appealing and intriguing to me.
sometimes i like to daydream about how personal aki is. like he cherishes the things he’s received very deeply, sometimes on a subconscious level. i kinda noticed this in his partnership with himeno, the cigarettes she gave him, his friendship with power and denji. . . he’s especially that way with you.
you’re something—someone, he can really call his own and no one else’s. you are only for him and he’s only for you. this isn’t something physical you can give away to someone else, and this isn’t a bond that either of you share. he’s yours and you’re his. he finds immense comfort and calm in that fact. so much so, that when denji and power and snoring away in his living room, sometimes he sneaks out of his own house, his heart and his mind leading him to a little slice of heaven in this hell he has to live in everyday: your house. he’s knows it’s risky making his way to you in the dead of night, considering his job and the fact that there could very well be devils lurking around, those with powers he couldn’t even imagine.
but he doesn’t care. when it comes to you, he does what he wants because it’s you. he’s personal like that.
it’s an ungodly hour, past two am maybe, when your phone buzzes in your palm. you were watching miscellaneous videos on youtube when a preview of the text aki sent you briefly drops down on your screen.
open the window in your bathroom.
you weren’t sure why he was here at this hour— you weren’t expecting to see him for another few days— but regardless, you didn’t miss a beat hopping out the comfort of your warm bed and padded your way to the bathroom next to your bedroom.
when you creaked the door open, your eyes were met with your dark haired boyfriend perched on a sturdy branch inches away from your windowpane . you couldn’t help but smile at the adolescent feeling of it all: teen lovers forbidden from being together, so in order to see each other they had to resort to things like this.
once you unlocked the window and he swiftly stepped inside, he locked the glass again behind him and let out a heavy sigh, and threw his head back, before turning to face you. aki’s face was expressionless, even more so because it was dark, but his little heart was a drum against his chest and ribs. a little part of him hopes that you can heart it and realize it’s for you.
aki’s hair wasn’t tied up tonight, he didn’t really feel like putting it up again and decided to let his roots relax a little. so curtains of onyx hair fell in tresses across his face and forehead, his black earrings glimmering slightly in either ear. he wore a simple, large black hoodie and black sweatpants; the sword he carried around for work rested lifelessly on his back. he was always careful.
he didn’t speak for a while, thinking that he would take the initiative to explain what he was doing here, but he didn’t. this only made your worry grow a little more. “aki? is. . . everything okay?”
you met his stare, attempting to find the answers on your own from just looking in his eyes. but you weren’t successful.
aki hummed before replying. “everything’s fine. denji and power snore so fucking loud. one of these days i’m actually going to kill them and dump them on the street.” his voice was low— steady and serious, which something you found attractive, but you could still hear the faint amusement in his voice. “your place is quiet and peaceful.” that was all the answer he gave you before slipping out of the bathroom and making a beeline to your room.
you followed shortly after him, watching him take off his hoodie and sword, maneuvering around your bed as if he lived here. you couldn’t help the chuckle that erupted in your throat.
“so that’s it? you came all the way out here to my house because you couldn’t stand denji and power snoring? wow.” you retorted softly, feigning hurt in your voice as you climbed into bed next to him. “you could have easily moved to another room if it was that bad.”
as if there were magnets in your epidermis layer of skin, aki’s big calloused hands gravitated under your shirt and landed on your side, mindlessly rubbing a path from your hips to your waist. you also snuggled into his side and rest a palm on his chest.
“true. but your room is way better.” he replied. you made an amused humming sounds in agreement.
soon your breathing patterns fell in sync, and before long, you were sound asleep, whisked away into dreamland with your boyfriend carrying you there. he looked down at you in a loving stare you rarely got to see from him. this is personal. this was his. even after all this time he still didn’t like the two devils in his personal space, or anywhere near him really. but aki was . . . particular about you.
and even though he knew you were now asleep, he whispered against the temple of your forehead, “i feel more at peace when im with you, princess.”