Akaashi sat up, holding onto Bokuto. Bokuto huffed softly. "Keiji..."

Akaashi rubbed Bokuto's back slowly. "Morning."

Bokuto turned over slowly and smiled. "Do you mind laying back down?"

"Why?"

"Because I like the feeling of you next to me. Especially like... this." Bokuto gestured to his naked body and smiled lovingly. "I have told you so many times that you are beautiful and I just want to hold you right now."

Akaashi laid down again and kissed Bokuto. "You are so sweet."

Bokuto rubbed Akaashi's hair. "You are too."

Akaashi just closed his eyes and let Bokuto kiss his face. He loved this. He loved laying in bed with Bokuto. He loved being able to be himself with no filter.

Bokuto stopped kissing his face and sighed softly. "Damn it."

"What's wrong?"

"I've gotta leave you again."

"Not if I fake invite you. I do that to some servants."

Bokuto laughed. He wrapped his arms around Akaashi's waist and got him closer.

"Careful there, you don't want me getting aroused in the morning."

"Why?"

"My sisters will kill you for keeping me away."

"True. Guess I gotta save you for later." Bokuto faked a sigh before sitting up. "Can we wake them up?"

"If you want. Warning though, the twins bite."

Bokuto rolled his eyes. "They're like seven."

"And they're super mean."

Bokuto grabbed his clothes and put on his shirt. Akaashi watched him get dressed from the bed, just admiring him.

When Bokuto was fully dressed he noticed this and laughed nervously. "What?"

"You're just great. I could stare at you all day."

Bokuto went around the bed and helped Akashi stand. "You're adorable."

Akaashi's knees buckled for a moment. "Oh ouch."

Bokuto held him up higher and helped him to his wardrobe. Akaashi got dressed and smiled at the soft hold of Bokuto between clothing items. If he could he would melt into Bokuto's touch and let Bokuto have his way with his body. Last night had been a dream and he had never felt so in tune with another person. Poor Bokuto almost cried when he saw Akaashi fully naked, in love with the way his body had been molded. Akaashi in that very moment decided that all that mattered was Bokuto and that he was going to stay loyal to him.

Bokuto was going to be king someday.

Akaashi looked back. "Kotarou, how does this shirt look?"

Bokuto smiled. "Perfect."

Akaashi nodded and stretched slightly, reminding himself to take it slow. "Could you please massage me like you did a bit ago?"

"Now?"

"Later."

Bokuto nodded. "Of course. Did I hurt you?"

"I don't hurt, I'm just very sore."

Bokuto nodded. He held Akaashi to himself and smiled. "You really are so cute."

Akaashi kissed Bokuto. "We've got to wake the girls. And remember, do not love on me when we are around them."

Bokuto nodded. He let go of Akaashi and gave him one more kiss before they went to Amaya's room. Amaya was an absolute mess while sleeping, her hair all over the place and her head buried between two pillows. Akaashi leaned over and gently rubbed Amaya's back. "Hey... Amaya? It's time to get up."

Amaya shifted and turned over. "Mm?"

"It's morning."

Amaya nodded. She huffed. "Can you brush my hair?"

"Of course."

Amaya sat up and Akaashi helped her up. "Let's go."

Amaya looked around. She startled. "Hi?"

Bokuto waved nervously. "Hello."

Amaya stared. "Mm... you stayed the night again?"

"I did."

Amaya snickered. "Keiji."

"What?" Akaashi questioned, trying to get all of Amaya's hair forward. Curse their mother and her insanely long hair.

"He has a hickey."

Akaashi looked back hurriedly. "Oh shit!"

Bokuto went to the mirror and groaned. "Keiji..."

Akaashi got up. "It's okay! I can fix it! It's okay!"

"How?!"

Amaya pointed to her powder bench. "That. Use the darker shade on him."

Akaashi grabbed his sister's powder foundation and quickly tried to cover the mark. It covered almost all of the way and Akaashi nervously stared. "I'm so sorry."

"Don't sweat it man."

Akaashi glared. "I took your virginity. You can't just call me man after that."

"Why not?"

"It's fucking weird Kotarou."

Bokuto rolled his eyes and tapped his nose. "Okay cutey."

Amaya groaned. "Stop it!"

Akaashi rolled his eyes. "Can you double check me? I don't want to get in trouble."

Bokuto pulled down his collar and shook his head. "Just your shoulders and stuff."

Akaashi nodded and grabbed Amaya's brush. Amaya got up and took the brush. "I'll brush my hair. I don't know where your hands have been. Well I have an idea but I don't like it."

Akaashi blushed. "I wash my hands."

Bokuto tapped his arm. "We've gotta get the twins and Sara."

"Twins first. Sara hasn't been sleeping much so she can sleep longer."

Bokuto nodded and followed Akaashi to the twins' room. Akaashi went to one of them and she immediately got up and Akaashi started brushing her hair out. The second twin sort of whined when Bokuto attempted to wake her. She slapped his hand away and he paused nervously. "Keiji she's fussy."

Akaashi got up and touched her shoulder and she kicked him. Akaashi picked her up and put her on the floor on the other side of the room. "Absolutely not. I am not dealing with your attitude today. You can brush your own hair this morning."

"Oh Keiji she's just in a bad mood don't be so mean." Bokuto leaned down to pick up the little girl and she screamed and started to kick. "Hey, hey, hey! I'm on your side! I can help you out!"

She kicked and huffed and Akaashi rolled his eyes. "Let her be. She hates me."

Bokuto backed away. "Is she the stereotype?"

"Yes." Akaashi lifted the more behaved of the two and kissed her hair. "Get dressed and help your sister please."

"Where's mommy?"

"Mama is resting still."

"Oh."

Akaashi set her down. "Do not worry your pretty head. She'll be okay soon."

Akaashi left with Bokuto and they got to Sara's room. She was fast asleep and had the curtains shut tight. Akaashi had Bokuto sit on the side of the bed and he slipped under the blankets, bringing Sara closer. Sara huffed softly into her stuffed bunny.

"Hi there... how are you feeling Sara? Sleepy?"

"Mhmm..."

Akaashi rubbed her back. "Guess what lovely girl?"

"Mm?"

"I have someone you want to see."

Sara huddled into Akaashi. "Mommy?"

"No, not mama. I have Kotarou."

Sara giggled softly and sat up. She yawned, stretching. Akaashi held her up and Bokuto reached out, hugging her careful. "Hello little miss."

Sara climbed into his lap. "Don't wanna put on dress please."

Akaashi smiled. She was so little and so sweet. "We don't have to change you honey. Would you like to go eat?"

"Pancakes?"

"If you want them."

Sara nodded. Bokuto stood, holding her to his chest. Akaashi hurriedly grabbed a blanket and covered Sara up. "What's wrong?"

"I don't want Satoru seeing her form."

"What do you mean? She's a child."

Akaashi gave him a worried stare. "If he can throw away the idea of consent with me he certainly doesn't have the respect to not stare at my little sister."

Bokuto's brows furrowed and he frowned in disgust. He walked down the halls with Akaashi by his side. When they got to the dining hall Satoru, the king, and the queen were sat. Amaya was sat silently and the twins were arguing over something. Akaashi bowed and Bokuto attempted to do so as well.

Satoru looked at Bokuto and cocked a brow.

Akaashi gestured to Bokuto. "This is Kotarou. He will be eating with us this morning. Please put a chair next to mine between Amaya and myself."

Bokuto waited with Akaashi and still held Sara to his chest as he sat down. She was fast asleep, perfectly fine where she was. Akaashi's mother smiled tiredly at Bokuto. "I see you've found our sleeping beauty. If you'd like, a guard can take her back to bed so you won't be bothered."

"Sara is no bother ma'am. She's very sweet and I figured that she would like to wake up to eat."

The queen nodded, smiling. Satoru leaned forward and eyed Bokuto again. Akaashi grabbed his chin. "If you don't stop staring I'll hurt you."

Satoru rolled his eyes. "You're the boss."

"Don't forget it."

Bokuto chuckled softly. "Keiji be nice."

Akaashi's father sat up fully. "Who are you?"

Akaashi spoke up. "He's a good friend of mine. He eats breakfast with us sometimes to help with the girls and myself. A bit of a personal guard if you will."

Bokuto nodded. "It is very nice to meet you sir."

Akaashi's father continued to eat and ignored Bokuto. Satoru reached under the table for Akaashi's hand, bordering on the inside of his thigh and Akaashi immediately stood, flipping the chair on its back and knocking Satoru to the floor. "That is not at all appropriate! Keep your hands off of me!"

Satoru stared up at him, eyes wide. Bokuto touched Akaashi's arm. "Keiji."

Akaashi sat down. "Pick the damned chair up."

Bokuto looked at Satoru and smiled apologetically. What the hell was happening to Akaashi?