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(A/N:I saw an ending photo of Akashi playing the violin near a fireplace, and I was like- that boy is so perfect, what can I do with myself?? Lately, I’ve been referencing him as my future husband, just like Midorima. His character just entices me so much!)

    This is not how you make love
    This is not what we signed up for
    This is not how it’s meant to be
    This is how to start a war

    Akashi grazed you a look, one with darkness emanating from his heterochromatic orbs. You didn’t turn, no, but stayed back, your (h/c) locks facing him. Away.
    “You shouldn’t have done this to yourself, (f/n) (l/n).” He murmured, his fingers tracing the sharp ends of his scissors. Whose fault was it, yours for defying, or his for reacting? Youbelonged to him, no matter how primal that seemed, but it was that he claimed you. You were to follow his ways and to never stray from his plans; no matter how extravagant that seemed, he only wanted what was best.

    When you walked away, trying to not regret this mistake, it came with the warning of: He was going to hunt you down.
    As you stood by your locker, shifting apart the items that you needed for the next periods, Akashi was there, slamming the door moments you were done.
    “Watch it, Akashi,” You replied. He had you cornered, his arm propped against your locker and his body facing yours. The space in between you was so close, if you moved, you would kiss.
    “I know that you’re thinking that if we moved, we would kiss.”
    You grunted, trying to change the subject, “I wasn’t done getting things.
    He laughed it off, “Yes, you were, (f/n).”
    “No…” You stated back, trying to get out through an opening. He quickly concealed it.
    “You’re very slow to these things,” He stated nonchalantly. You had forgotten one of his primal instincts; the Emperor Eye.
    “You can run.” He warned, “But I will find you. You can fight, but I will beat you. No matter how many times you think you’ve lost me completely, I’ll be one step ahead, lurking where you can’t find me. The only thing you can do, is submit. What’s mine is mine.”
    A look that could be viewed as a leer appeared viable upon Akashi’s face as he walked through the desolate hallway.
    ~~~~
    A few years later, you had moved and worked at one of those companies that often produced millions. You were a higher position than others, so the pay was good. It actually got you to one of your higher end neighborhoods
    Although your life was good, your past became not so. During your university years, every single one of your boyfriends either became missing, or cheated on you. Some of your friends ended up in prison. You were one of the only in your generation that remained unscathed.
    Sighing as you read the increasing workload, an alert popped up on your email.
    “What the-” You said audibly. The section you worked in of the company was being cut due to its unproductivity. But you knew you and your co-workers were good people.
    It was impossible. You were losing the position you worked hard in, and the purchases you slaved to make.
    “Shit. No…” You hissed. You finally got yourself well on your feet, and now?
    The doorbell rang, making you jump.
    It was a sight that you haven’t seen for years. His red and gold orbs glinted at you, the same did with his smile.
    “Hello, (f/n).”
    “Akashi?” You stuttered.
    “How many years has it been?” He asked, the smile still growing on his face, It creeped upon you with ease, silently strangling at parts.
    “You haven’t forgotten our promise, have you, (f/n)?” He said, his hand reaching your shoulder, “You’ll regret walking away from me.”
    “That was years ago. I don’t remember how I felt.” You retorted.
    “You’ll remember how you’ll feel now,” Akashi said, “Guess who’s the CEO of (rich company)?”
    You ran to the computed on the nook. It was still on. Googling (rich company), you saw right on the Wikipedia.
    Current CEO: Akashi Seijuro.
    “You can’t do this to me,” You said, eyes widening.
    “I am absolute,” He stated, “Now, do you want to continue to live the life that you’ve worked so hard for?”
    You winced at his words, for they were right. You did work hard for this. So much so that it pained you to leave.
    “Yes.”
    “Then you have only one option, and I promise it won’t be as bad as you think.”
    He tilted your chin up with his thumb, and used the rest of his hand to stroke your face.
    “(f/n), marry me.” Akashi stated, his eyes burning into yours, “If not, I have no choice to dispose of your life, and make it a living hell.”
    You considered the options. One, you would most likely live on the streets if you didn’t marry him, But the other option, to live under his power,bear his children, and submit to everything he asked for…
    Only on one condition.
    “I would say yes, but…” You looked him dead in the eyes,
    “Do you love me?”
    “Why do you think I would continue to haunt you for so many years?” Akashi replied, not daring to break the gaze, “If this was all pointless, then I wouldn’t bother to haunt you. You’re mine. I need you.”
    Deep within those pools of ruby and gold, you noticed something. He probably wouldn’t say it, but deep inside his possessiveness, he only truly cared. He couldn’t let you go, because you may never come back.
    “Then, I do.”

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(A/N:I saw an ending photo of Akashi playing the violin near a fireplace, and I was like- that boy is so perfect, what can I do with myself?? Lately, I’ve been referencing him as my future husband, just like Midorima. His character just entices me so much!)

    This is not how you make love
    This is not what we signed up for
    This is not how it’s meant to be
    This is how to start a war

    Akashi grazed you a look, one with darkness emanating from his heterochromatic orbs. You didn’t turn, no, but stayed back, your (h/c) locks facing him. Away.
    “You shouldn’t have done this to yourself, (f/n) (l/n).” He murmured, his fingers tracing the sharp ends of his scissors. Whose fault was it, yours for defying, or his for reacting? Youbelonged to him, no matter how primal that seemed, but it was that he claimed you. You were to follow his ways and to never stray from his plans; no matter how extravagant that seemed, he only wanted what was best.

    When you walked away, trying to not regret this mistake, it came with the warning of: He was going to hunt you down.
    As you stood by your locker, shifting apart the items that you needed for the next periods, Akashi was there, slamming the door moments you were done.
    “Watch it, Akashi,” You replied. He had you cornered, his arm propped against your locker and his body facing yours. The space in between you was so close, if you moved, you would kiss.
    “I know that you’re thinking that if we moved, we would kiss.”
    You grunted, trying to change the subject, “I wasn’t done getting things.
    He laughed it off, “Yes, you were, (f/n).”
    “No…” You stated back, trying to get out through an opening. He quickly concealed it.
    “You’re very slow to these things,” He stated nonchalantly. You had forgotten one of his primal instincts; the Emperor Eye.
    “You can run.” He warned, “But I will find you. You can fight, but I will beat you. No matter how many times you think you’ve lost me completely, I’ll be one step ahead, lurking where you can’t find me. The only thing you can do, is submit. What’s mine is mine.”
    A look that could be viewed as a leer appeared viable upon Akashi’s face as he walked through the desolate hallway.
    ~~~~
    A few years later, you had moved and worked at one of those companies that often produced millions. You were a higher position than others, so the pay was good. It actually got you to one of your higher end neighborhoods
    Although your life was good, your past became not so. During your university years, every single one of your boyfriends either became missing, or cheated on you. Some of your friends ended up in prison. You were one of the only in your generation that remained unscathed.
    Sighing as you read the increasing workload, an alert popped up on your email.
    “What the-” You said audibly. The section you worked in of the company was being cut due to its unproductivity. But you knew you and your co-workers were good people.
    It was impossible. You were losing the position you worked hard in, and the purchases you slaved to make.
    “Shit. No…” You hissed. You finally got yourself well on your feet, and now?
    The doorbell rang, making you jump.
    It was a sight that you haven’t seen for years. His red and gold orbs glinted at you, the same did with his smile.
    “Hello, (f/n).”
    “Akashi?” You stuttered.
    “How many years has it been?” He asked, the smile still growing on his face, It creeped upon you with ease, silently strangling at parts.
    “You haven’t forgotten our promise, have you, (f/n)?” He said, his hand reaching your shoulder, “You’ll regret walking away from me.”
    “That was years ago. I don’t remember how I felt.” You retorted.
    “You’ll remember how you’ll feel now,” Akashi said, “Guess who’s the CEO of (rich company)?”
    You ran to the computed on the nook. It was still on. Googling (rich company), you saw right on the Wikipedia.
    Current CEO: Akashi Seijuro.
    “You can’t do this to me,” You said, eyes widening.
    “I am absolute,” He stated, “Now, do you want to continue to live the life that you’ve worked so hard for?”
    You winced at his words, for they were right. You did work hard for this. So much so that it pained you to leave.
    “Yes.”
    “Then you have only one option, and I promise it won’t be as bad as you think.”
    He tilted your chin up with his thumb, and used the rest of his hand to stroke your face.
    “(f/n), marry me.” Akashi stated, his eyes burning into yours, “If not, I have no choice to dispose of your life, and make it a living hell.”
    You considered the options. One, you would most likely live on the streets if you didn’t marry him, But the other option, to live under his power,bear his children, and submit to everything he asked for…
    Only on one condition.
    “I would say yes, but…” You looked him dead in the eyes,
    “Do you love me?”
    “Why do you think I would continue to haunt you for so many years?” Akashi replied, not daring to break the gaze, “If this was all pointless, then I wouldn’t bother to haunt you. You’re mine. I need you.”
    Deep within those pools of ruby and gold, you noticed something. He probably wouldn’t say it, but deep inside his possessiveness, he only truly cared. He couldn’t let you go, because you may never come back.
    “Then, I do.”