Bokuto will be red in face for a very long time. Not even that nice, long kiss is making him feel less calm. It was appreciated, though, the effort. He kisses him back and smiles.

"Mm. It's more than fine. I didn't plan to say it now or anytime soon it just, well, it slipped out." Not thinking in advance is going to be the death of him one day, just as Akaashi predicted.

He wraps his hand around Tsukki's middle, to keep him sitting by his side after the kiss.