the one with the timer of your first meeting ; first encounters!
AKASHI: Akashi tended to avoid things as absurd as fate. The idea of soulmates was something that had been passed down generations and, as a slight skeptic, a concept he didn’t really believe in. The only truth he believed in was tenacity and diligence — both of which had placed him upon the throne he sat today, not luck.
All the magic that came with finding your loved one, the sparkles and butterflies people spoke so fondly of, was almost blatantly horrifying. This was perhaps the reason why Akashi never really did look down on his timer, not after he decided that he would wait until he fell in love to check. Love at first sight was blind faith and he didn’t give much thought to it.
Until you that was. Meeting you had been somewhat accidental, a bumping of shoulders as you rushed down the sidewalk. Your hair caught in the wind as you whirled around, eyes blown wide in surprise, your pretty lips parting. It was almost cinematic, that moment. “Oh God, I’m so sorry!” you gasped, stumbling over your own feet and straight into his arms. It was comical to say the least but Akashi gave it no further thought as he caught you easily, reassuring you that it was okay. “I-I—oh my God, this is embarrassing, I’m super sorry. I have to run but I’m really sorry again!”
Something in his heart kicked him, urged him to ask for your name and introduce himself to you. But, again, he figured it was just a momentary lapse in judgment. As you looked down at where your arms were joined, wrists close to each other, he, for the first time in a very long time, looked at the numbers.
00:00:00 – your eyes widened even bigger. “Um,” you started, blinking.
“Akashi,” he suddenly said, wondering what in the world pushed him to do so. “It’s—lovely to finally meet you.”
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