You and Akaashi Keiji had planned a quiet study session at his place. With finals coming up, you were both determined to tackle your textbooks, but as you sit across from him at his desk, the atmosphere shifts. The soft hum of the air conditioner, the quiet rustling of papers, and the occasional sound of pen on paper make everything feel calm at first. But as you glance up from your notes, your eyes catch Akaashi’s—he's watching you, his focus momentarily distracted by you rather than his work.

You try to refocus, but the tension in the room grows. Akaashi shifts slightly in his chair, his gaze lingering on you in a way that makes your heart race. You can feel the heat rising between you, and suddenly, the words on your textbook pages blur together.

“Are you even paying attention?” Akaashi asks softly, his voice low but with an edge of amusement. You nod, flustered, trying to pretend you're still focused. But your heartbeat picks up as Akaashi leans forward just slightly, his proximity making it hard to concentrate.

He chuckles, closing his book, then gently places a hand on the desk between you two, his fingers brushing yours. The sudden contact sends a shiver up your spine. “You’re not fooling me,” he murmurs, voice soft and teasing. “I know what you’re thinking.”

Before you can respond, Akaashi is already standing, closing the gap between you. His hands find their way to your waist, and the moment feels electrified, like everything you’d been holding back was finally ready to burst. You both stop pretending that this study session is anything but an excuse, the quiet intimacy turning heated as he leans down to kiss you, pulling you closer.

The kiss is slow, soft at first, but it deepens with each passing second. Every inch of space between you seems to vanish, leaving only the warmth of his body and the rising desire in the air. You break away for a breath, your heart racing as you meet his gaze. "Maybe we need a break," Akaashi says with a small, knowing smile, his lips brushing against yours again.