Akaashi raised a hand, already completely covered in the goopy sticky junk, and smirked at Bokuto.
“Ah,” Bokuto said, eyes widening, “I mean -”
“That’s funny, Bokuto-san, I think you have some in your hair. Here, let me get it out for you.”
“What?” squeaked Bokuto, raising his hands in protest. “No, no – Keiji, Keiji!”
A collaborative (and belated) Halloween gift for @quinnlocke, with fic by the exceedingly talented @kaiyouchan and art by yours truly. We hope you like it as much as we love you, Quinn. (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
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