Here, have some bokuaka domestic fluff. It’s also on AO3 in a drabble collection I just decided to make.
Keiji was slowly drawn out of his slumber when he
felt the sheets around him shift and heard the bed creak. He cracked an eye open
and found his boyfriend sitting up on the edge of the bed, arms stretched over
his head, back muscles flexing with the movement. Keiji wanted to reach out and
slide his fingers down that smooth skin, to feel the firmness of Koutarou’s
perfectly sculpted back, but his limbs felt much too heavy. Instead, he groggily
asked Koutarou for the time.
Sorry, I just had to 
test 