day one: naked cuddling (established relationship)

Furihata usually sleeps in full-gear: a set of pajamas, a sleeping mask, and ankle-high socks. It's not as if Akashi has ever complained of his attire before, but Furihata sometimes envies how Akashi could simply doze off in a shirt and loose sweatpants. It's a surprise that Akashi never engages into a conversation about Furihata's excess baggage comprising of sleepwear.

At least, not until they've taken lodging at a hotel where the air conditioning happened to be non-functional on the evening of their stay.

"It's unfair," Furihata mumbles into his pillow, his mask still placed over his forehead.

Akashi considers Furihata's appearance and turns away to flick the lights. "It's not my fault that you have quirks when it comes to bedtime."

"They're not quirks. Anyway, it's smoldering hot in here."

Furihata feels a dip in the bed when Akashi settles on his side. "At least take your socks off, Kouki."

"But."

"It's 70 degrees in here, and I assume that you'd rather abandon your clothing than grill yourself alive."

"You don't understand," Furihata props himself on his elbow and almost feels frustrated that Akashi already has his eyes closed. "These are my requirements to hop off to slumberland. Unheard of, yes, but I don't think they're that peculiar."

Akashi opens one eye and says, "Surely you can bend the rules. It's all in your head."

"Sei. If it's necessary for you to have cinnamon in your warm cup of cocoa, then maybe I can indulge in my sleeping habits, too."

Suppressing a groan, Akashi sits up and contemplates for a moment. There's this hesitation to move from what seems to be the perfect position on the mattress, but he stands up anyway and promptly raises his shirt over his head. His sweatpants and boxers follow, ending up on the floor in a pile of clothes.

"It's warm," Akashi states as-a-matter-of-factly and settles on the bed again, neglecting a bewildered Furihata beside him.

"What did you do that for?"

Akashi turns on his side and eyes Furihata closely. "Desperate situations call for desperate measures. I wouldn't exactly say that it's drastic, but I was beginning to think that the material of my clothing was trapping the heat even more."

"It's cotton," Furihata spits in disbelief.

"I still think that you should strip, though," Akashi suggests, his fingers already working on the buttons on Furihata's nightshirt.

Furihata tugs Akashi's hands away. "If you're using this as an excuse to have sex, then I'm finding another hotel. Pass me my phone, please. It's on the bedside desk."

Akashi raises his eyebrows in disapproval. "I'm disappointed. To think that you'd have figured out by now that I never participate in any strenuous activities before an executive meeting...it's unsatisfactory, Kouki."

"And I would think that the president of a company would want to at least keep his undergarments on while he's sleeping," Furihata mutters.

"I'm afraid I have a knack for disproving preconceived notions regarding myself."

"Well, so do I," the defiance in Furihata's expression is unmistakable; he really outdoes himself when it comes to making clear that he's not going to succumb to Akashi, even if he was petrified on their first meeting. "I've been told that I can't stand up to Akashi Seijuuro, yet here we are."

Akashi doesn't bother to purse his lips when a smile forces itself on his mouth. "Yet here we are, indeed."

Before Furihata can don his triumphant beam, Akashi tosses his leg over Furihata's stomach and situates his hands on either side of Furihata's abdomen.

Furihata exhales shakily. "I'm not even going to comment on that thing poking my belly button right now."

"Sure, you aren't," Akashi laughs. The dread only settles in Furihata when he realizes Akashi's intentions, and he tries to pry off the hands that ghost over his ribs and wander back to his hips.

"No. Nonono, Sei, you know I'm going to pee if you-"

Akashi doesn't heed the brunet's warnings, and his hands scuttle along Furihata's sides, making him erupt into giggles and gasps of, "Stop, no not there-"

"We're going to sleep with absolutely nothing on," Akashi says in the midst of his efforts to control a squirming Furihata and to tickle him even more. "It's excessively warm, and I'll have none of your peculiarities when it comes to sleepwear. I don't want you getting hyperthermia."

"No-wait, okay, stop tickling me there-a heat stroke? You're not serious, are you?"

Akashi purses his lips.

Finally, Furihata catches both of Akashi's wrists, and he pants. "Fi...ne. It's your fault if we get cold in the morning."

"There's the option of body warmth," Akashi replies, quite satisfied with himself. He begins to strip Furihata away of any clothing that he has. "I won't try anything. You have my word."

"Really, now."

"Really."

Somehow they end up all skin and arms and legs weaving through each other, breaths fanning the other's cheeks. A shiver runs over Furihata's spine at 4 am and he instinctively reaches for the covers. Still asleep, he situates his head in the crook of Akashi's neck and mumbles a "Mmmm" before letting his hands wander and encircle Akashi's hips again.

They are late for the meeting, but there's no apprehension. Akashi can always call it off and earn himself an indicator of his lack of professionalism whenever he has Furihata around.

Even if they do distribute great coffee during the meeting, there isn't anything better than lacing his fingers through Furihata's and knowing that even in his sleep, he is not alone.

day one - end

i'm aware that a whole ton of people will deem this as ooc but, heck, i've come to despise the fanon furihata, to which i also contributed. while this collection may not be enough as atonement, i just want to move beyond the 'furihata shaking like a leaf and jizzing his jeans before the almighty emperor' phase that many akafuri fans have. so, yeah, i guess that this is what i envision them to be.

1. ficlets won't be in chronological order.

2. collection also entitled: "why the fuck are you starting another multi-chaptered fic sui you've just updated the other one after 2 months"