#something about barista!akashi appeals to me

[kurokolovesakashi]

Meet Akashi Seijuro, the local owner of the chill new coffee shop near Kuroko’s university.

[furihata]

[AkaFuri] The President’s Guide to Furihata Kouki

Title: The President’s Guide to Furihata Kouki Pairing: Akashi/Furihata Summary:

“Actually, before we go, there was something I wanted to do for you,” he began, shifting in his seat as he spoke. He looked unsure, as he sometimes did when he was trying to surprise Akashi. “I don’t know if you can call it a gift. I mean, I can’t exactly buy you a yudofu restaurant, as much as I’d like to. So I had to get creative.”

An intrigued smirk crossed Akashi’s face, “Why would I need another restaurant? I’m sure whatever you’ve prepared for me will be infinitely more appealing.”

More snippets from my AkaFuri office AU, of various moments when Akashi can’t help but think Furihata Kouki is not your average assistant.

Or, three birthdays, and five times Furihata stole Akashi’s heart.

Notes: Happy Birthday Akashi! This is the third and final companion piece to  Whether Asleep or Awake, marking the end of my At All Hours series. Read: HERE @ AO3.

“One medium americano, please.”

As the barista behind the counter punched in his order, Akashi looked over at the assistant next to him. Under groggy eyes, he stifled a yawn behind his shirtsleeve. “And for you, Furihata-kun?”

“Huh? Oh, I’m fine,” Furihata tried to smile in light of the offer, only for another yawn to escape him.

“Please,” Akashi insisted, grabbing his wallet from within his coat pocket. “You look as if you’re about to doze off any second now. Allow me to buy you a coffee, at the very least.”

“Um, well… okay then,” the brunette scratched the back of his head, “I’ll have a caramel latte then – extra shot of espresso, please.”

Once their coffees were ready, Akashi picked up both drinks and directed Furihata to a table by the window. They were at his favourite coffee shop, a classy but quaint café that Akashi liked to visit some days before diving into work. He wasn’t in any rush to get back to the office, and the biting cold of an early December morning didn’t make him very eager to be outside again.

Continue @ AO3