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Akaashi Keiji x Reader
Haikyuu!
He sat there in anticipation as the blue screen came to life. He silently watched as the dark blue screen changed into a dimly lit room with fairy lights hanged on the cream coloured wall. Polaroid photos scattered around the background, reminding him of the moments that made his heart skip a beat and fall a little deeper than before.
“Hey,” you greeted with those heart warming smile of yours that would always make his knees weak and heart melting into a puddle. There you were, plopped down on your bed surrounded with thick fluffy blankets that warmed you from the cold December air. Glasses slightly askew and your [hair colour] pulled into a messy bun.
As you smiled right across from him, seas apart, a familiar twinge against his chest made his eyes drown with longing. He misses you, dearly. He misses watching you across the library table as you nibbled your lower lips as you let the words drown you with knowledge; knowledge that you had always wanted to have and eager to receive. He misses the way you would leave lingering kisses and touches against his feverish skin. He misses everything about you.
Giving you one of his heart melting smiles, he settled down o n his bed. All throughout the ordeal, his eyes never left the screen, drinking you in.
“I miss you,” he suddenly whispered, making your smile smaller and a bit sadder than before. Both of you hates being apart, with the seas ripping you both apart.
“Just a few more months. I promise,” you breathed, your fingers tracing the outline of his face against the warm screen of your laptop. “I always miss you Keiji. There are no days that I don’t.”
He closed his eyes and hummed, letting your sweet whispered words warm him up. If only you were really there beside him, sharing your warmth with him, you sweet scent overwhelming his senses. Giving you another smile that is full of love, he reached out and tried to caress your cheeks.
“Not even distance can tear us apart,” he started, searching your eyes with pure longing.
You smiled, kissing both of your fingers and reached out to the cold camera, sending him your kisses.
“Even the seas cannot break us apart,” you replied, pulling the blankets closer to you, trying to pretend that he was here beside you, arms securely wrapped around you. Holding you.
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