Corpora Permutavere

“Akaaaaashi, you gotta make a wish after you blow them out!” Bokuto was leaning across the table so far that the candle flames danced in his eyes, turning them to molten metal. And while Akaashi found himself appreciating his teammate’s birthday fervor in a way that was soft, foreign, and somewhat unexpected, Bokuto should still have known that this level of spectacle was neither Akaashi’s preference, nor something he was entirely comfortable with. Under such pressure, he blew out the candles. Then, as requested, made a wish. I wish Bokuto-san understood the perspective of someone other than himself. Bokuto and Akaashi switch bodies. It goes as well as you might expect.