PAIRING: Koujaku x Aoba
NOTE: Samurai AU
A/N: Something I wrote a year back that I didn’t notice I didn’t publish it lmao! Something that I vomited out of my mind due to (thanks) overthinking but this theme suits KouAo so much I can’t help but wanting to write something for it~ The context is so blurred but I hope it makes sense because writing half-asleep is obviously not the best idea, more so when it has been a year since I revisit this www
Sometimes being loyal is more than just being by one’s side.
His impression of Koujaku had always been someone of a hero – of someone he wanted to be. Being someone he looked up to, Aoba had often sneaked out of his house whenever he’d gotten the chance, just so he could catch a glimpse of Koujaku’s morning training right outside of his house. He’d known Koujaku ever since he was a kid; Koujaku had been exceptionally kind to him at all times, even though his sword style was one of fluid and merciless, the swings of it precise and spoke of nothing but a weapon for fights. The reason behind his training often sent Aoba into sleepless nights, thoughts filled with nothing but how Koujaku would put his skills to use, and for whatever reason there was.
Despite so, he also knew that his impression towards Koujaku would always be that kind big brother he’d come to adore. Nothing would ever change between them.