Akaashi was not one to convey his emotions verbally; instead, he'd show you how much he cared by painting little and huge images of you and him together. You didn't mind at all; in fact, you loved it. He makes your world, and you make his. You complete one another.

One night, Akaashi got drunk while painting you, and he suddenly got so vocal with his thoughts. And then came the sweetest thing you’ve ever heard.

“Y’know… I'm the artist, and you're my masterpiece, love," he murmured.