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Bokuto is a strong man. He has to be, to be one of the nation’s top ace spikers. But he is weak, so weak, when it comes to Akaashi. He slowly climbs into bed, wrapping his arms and legs around Akaashi. He would be Akaashi’s blanket, he decides, smiling into his boyfriend’s hair.
November 9, 2025 at 12:49 AM
Bokuto is a strong man. He has to be, to be one of the nation’s top ace spikers. But he is weak, so weak, when it comes to Akaashi. He slowly climbs into bed, wrapping his arms and legs around Akaashi. He would be Akaashi’s blanket, he decides, smiling into his boyfriend’s hair.
“Who are you?”
“I’m Bokuto,” the ghost said, as if that meant anything of significance. “And who are you?”
“I’m Akaashi.”
“Akaashi,” he said, seeming to mull it over. “A beautiful name for a beautiful mage.”
“I’m Bokuto,” the ghost said, as if that meant anything of significance. “And who are you?”
“I’m Akaashi.”
“Akaashi,” he said, seeming to mull it over. “A beautiful name for a beautiful mage.”
October 29, 2025 at 11:40 PM
“Who are you?”
“I’m Bokuto,” the ghost said, as if that meant anything of significance. “And who are you?”
“I’m Akaashi.”
“Akaashi,” he said, seeming to mull it over. “A beautiful name for a beautiful mage.”
“I’m Bokuto,” the ghost said, as if that meant anything of significance. “And who are you?”
“I’m Akaashi.”
“Akaashi,” he said, seeming to mull it over. “A beautiful name for a beautiful mage.”
When Akaashi recalled this moment years later, he never could quite remember how he responded.
He did remember, that the fire he felt on court couldn’t compare to the the all-consuming warmth of Bokuto’s lips on his.
He did remember, that the fire he felt on court couldn’t compare to the the all-consuming warmth of Bokuto’s lips on his.
October 22, 2025 at 2:27 AM
When Akaashi recalled this moment years later, he never could quite remember how he responded.
He did remember, that the fire he felt on court couldn’t compare to the the all-consuming warmth of Bokuto’s lips on his.
He did remember, that the fire he felt on court couldn’t compare to the the all-consuming warmth of Bokuto’s lips on his.
“I have loved you,” Keiji whispers, “and longed for you, and waited for you, for me, for my chance. I was…afraid I missed it.”
Bokuto smiles. “Never,” he whispers back. “You’ve always been the only one in my heart, Keiji.”
Bokuto smiles. “Never,” he whispers back. “You’ve always been the only one in my heart, Keiji.”
October 22, 2025 at 2:15 AM
“I have loved you,” Keiji whispers, “and longed for you, and waited for you, for me, for my chance. I was…afraid I missed it.”
Bokuto smiles. “Never,” he whispers back. “You’ve always been the only one in my heart, Keiji.”
Bokuto smiles. “Never,” he whispers back. “You’ve always been the only one in my heart, Keiji.”
“Are you fucking stupid?”
A scowl grows on Bokuto’s face at Konoha’s question. How rude.
“Fuck off, dude. At this point, nothing matters when my brain’s too busy thinking about how badly I want to kiss Akaashi!”
A scowl grows on Bokuto’s face at Konoha’s question. How rude.
“Fuck off, dude. At this point, nothing matters when my brain’s too busy thinking about how badly I want to kiss Akaashi!”
October 22, 2025 at 2:05 AM
“Are you fucking stupid?”
A scowl grows on Bokuto’s face at Konoha’s question. How rude.
“Fuck off, dude. At this point, nothing matters when my brain’s too busy thinking about how badly I want to kiss Akaashi!”
A scowl grows on Bokuto’s face at Konoha’s question. How rude.
“Fuck off, dude. At this point, nothing matters when my brain’s too busy thinking about how badly I want to kiss Akaashi!”
“Hey, Akaashi.” He broke from one of his lapsed silences. “Do you think less of me?”
“No.”
“Are you sure?”
“No.”
“Are you sure?”
October 21, 2025 at 7:32 PM
“Hey, Akaashi.” He broke from one of his lapsed silences. “Do you think less of me?”
“No.”
“Are you sure?”
“No.”
“Are you sure?”
And in a room full of people looking at him, Bokuto Koutarou is looking at Akaashi.
“You’re staring,” Akaashi says, like a warning. Like it would be so embarrassing to be caught, to be seen staring at him.
“You’re staring,” Akaashi says, like a warning. Like it would be so embarrassing to be caught, to be seen staring at him.
October 21, 2025 at 7:31 PM
And in a room full of people looking at him, Bokuto Koutarou is looking at Akaashi.
“You’re staring,” Akaashi says, like a warning. Like it would be so embarrassing to be caught, to be seen staring at him.
“You’re staring,” Akaashi says, like a warning. Like it would be so embarrassing to be caught, to be seen staring at him.
Volleyball had always been in the cards for Akaashi. A hobby. A pastime.
Colliding with Bokuto’s aspirations and demands, however, broke him into pieces and rebuilt him into someone new.
Colliding with Bokuto’s aspirations and demands, however, broke him into pieces and rebuilt him into someone new.
October 21, 2025 at 7:25 PM
Volleyball had always been in the cards for Akaashi. A hobby. A pastime.
Colliding with Bokuto’s aspirations and demands, however, broke him into pieces and rebuilt him into someone new.
Colliding with Bokuto’s aspirations and demands, however, broke him into pieces and rebuilt him into someone new.
“Okay, he’s kinda cool. I see why you love him.”
Akaashi didn’t have the energy to refute that claim when all his essence was fixated on Bokuto Koutarou. The entire world was about to understand how cool Bokuto was, the whole world was about to love him. It was about damn time.
Akaashi didn’t have the energy to refute that claim when all his essence was fixated on Bokuto Koutarou. The entire world was about to understand how cool Bokuto was, the whole world was about to love him. It was about damn time.
October 21, 2025 at 7:38 AM
“Okay, he’s kinda cool. I see why you love him.”
Akaashi didn’t have the energy to refute that claim when all his essence was fixated on Bokuto Koutarou. The entire world was about to understand how cool Bokuto was, the whole world was about to love him. It was about damn time.
Akaashi didn’t have the energy to refute that claim when all his essence was fixated on Bokuto Koutarou. The entire world was about to understand how cool Bokuto was, the whole world was about to love him. It was about damn time.
“To be honest, it’s something I wished for a lot. That I could become someone you could love.”
“You think I don’t love you?” It was the first time he heard Akaashi’s voice crack, the calm façade fading. “Do you think I won’t love you because you’re in pain?”
“You think I don’t love you?” It was the first time he heard Akaashi’s voice crack, the calm façade fading. “Do you think I won’t love you because you’re in pain?”
October 21, 2025 at 6:43 AM
“To be honest, it’s something I wished for a lot. That I could become someone you could love.”
“You think I don’t love you?” It was the first time he heard Akaashi’s voice crack, the calm façade fading. “Do you think I won’t love you because you’re in pain?”
“You think I don’t love you?” It was the first time he heard Akaashi’s voice crack, the calm façade fading. “Do you think I won’t love you because you’re in pain?”
“There’s no way you know what AO3 is.”
Bokuto snorted, typing both his and Akaashi’s names into it. “Of course I know what AO3 is. And Wattpad. And Fanfiction[dot]net.”
“Your poor fans.”
Bokuto snorted, typing both his and Akaashi’s names into it. “Of course I know what AO3 is. And Wattpad. And Fanfiction[dot]net.”
“Your poor fans.”
October 20, 2025 at 10:57 PM
“There’s no way you know what AO3 is.”
Bokuto snorted, typing both his and Akaashi’s names into it. “Of course I know what AO3 is. And Wattpad. And Fanfiction[dot]net.”
“Your poor fans.”
Bokuto snorted, typing both his and Akaashi’s names into it. “Of course I know what AO3 is. And Wattpad. And Fanfiction[dot]net.”
“Your poor fans.”
“Does it hurt?”
Bokuto shakes his head. With adoration, he gazes at the Ravenclaw. With devotion, he reaches for his hand, and intertwines their fingers.
“Not anymore.”
Bokuto shakes his head. With adoration, he gazes at the Ravenclaw. With devotion, he reaches for his hand, and intertwines their fingers.
“Not anymore.”
October 20, 2025 at 10:55 PM
“Does it hurt?”
Bokuto shakes his head. With adoration, he gazes at the Ravenclaw. With devotion, he reaches for his hand, and intertwines their fingers.
“Not anymore.”
Bokuto shakes his head. With adoration, he gazes at the Ravenclaw. With devotion, he reaches for his hand, and intertwines their fingers.
“Not anymore.”
“Bo,” Kuroo said, eyeing Bokuto’s hands still eagerly clasping Akaashi’s. “Let’s go.”
“Whoops, sorry, got carried away. I like handshakes.” Idiot, what a stupid thing to say, Bokuto thought to himself.
Akaashi’s lips twitched. “So I can tell. Well, see you around.”
“Whoops, sorry, got carried away. I like handshakes.” Idiot, what a stupid thing to say, Bokuto thought to himself.
Akaashi’s lips twitched. “So I can tell. Well, see you around.”
October 20, 2025 at 8:06 PM
“Bo,” Kuroo said, eyeing Bokuto’s hands still eagerly clasping Akaashi’s. “Let’s go.”
“Whoops, sorry, got carried away. I like handshakes.” Idiot, what a stupid thing to say, Bokuto thought to himself.
Akaashi’s lips twitched. “So I can tell. Well, see you around.”
“Whoops, sorry, got carried away. I like handshakes.” Idiot, what a stupid thing to say, Bokuto thought to himself.
Akaashi’s lips twitched. “So I can tell. Well, see you around.”
Bokuto grinned up at him, all boyish dimples and concentrated charm; that smile was a weapon, and Akaashi knew he could live a thousand years and still find himself unprepared for its impact.
October 20, 2025 at 7:32 PM
Bokuto grinned up at him, all boyish dimples and concentrated charm; that smile was a weapon, and Akaashi knew he could live a thousand years and still find himself unprepared for its impact.
The girl next to him giggled. "Is that your boyfriend? He's really good."
"No, he's—" Akaashi stopped. What was Bokuto? His student? Not exactly. His friend? Maybe. Something undefined and terrifying? Absolutely. "He's a friend."
"No, he's—" Akaashi stopped. What was Bokuto? His student? Not exactly. His friend? Maybe. Something undefined and terrifying? Absolutely. "He's a friend."
October 20, 2025 at 7:15 PM
The girl next to him giggled. "Is that your boyfriend? He's really good."
"No, he's—" Akaashi stopped. What was Bokuto? His student? Not exactly. His friend? Maybe. Something undefined and terrifying? Absolutely. "He's a friend."
"No, he's—" Akaashi stopped. What was Bokuto? His student? Not exactly. His friend? Maybe. Something undefined and terrifying? Absolutely. "He's a friend."
“Marry me, Akaashi.”
Akaashi swooped in for a quick kiss. His eyes were sparkling and his smile was wide when he pulled away.
“I accept, Bokuto. I’ll see you next week, and you’d better have a nice ring ready for me then.”
“I accept, Bokuto. I’ll see you next week, and you’d better have a nice ring ready for me then.”
October 20, 2025 at 7:14 PM
“Marry me, Akaashi.”
Akaashi swooped in for a quick kiss. His eyes were sparkling and his smile was wide when he pulled away.
“I accept, Bokuto. I’ll see you next week, and you’d better have a nice ring ready for me then.”
“I accept, Bokuto. I’ll see you next week, and you’d better have a nice ring ready for me then.”
Akaashi stays silent for a moment. He squints, glances down, then back up at him again. Does he not notice or…? Ignoring his thoughts, he leans up and presses a gentle kiss to Bokuto’s cheek.
“Thank you for tonight, Bokuto-San. My name is Akaashi.”
And with that, he escapes.
“Thank you for tonight, Bokuto-San. My name is Akaashi.”
And with that, he escapes.
March 8, 2025 at 10:47 PM
Akaashi stays silent for a moment. He squints, glances down, then back up at him again. Does he not notice or…? Ignoring his thoughts, he leans up and presses a gentle kiss to Bokuto’s cheek.
“Thank you for tonight, Bokuto-San. My name is Akaashi.”
And with that, he escapes.
“Thank you for tonight, Bokuto-San. My name is Akaashi.”
And with that, he escapes.
That was the first of many days in the proverbial light of the sun. Akaashi quickly learned that everything felt like a whirlwind when Bokuto was involved. He has a way of holding the world in his eyes, of casting it in shades of dazzling gold.
March 7, 2025 at 5:03 AM
That was the first of many days in the proverbial light of the sun. Akaashi quickly learned that everything felt like a whirlwind when Bokuto was involved. He has a way of holding the world in his eyes, of casting it in shades of dazzling gold.
The recording ends, and Bokuto takes a deep, shuddering breath. He thought that he’d be an ugly, sobbing mess after Akaashi’s call, but instead…
He feels warm, cozy. Akaashi’s voice has wrapped him up and made him feel safe, secure, calm.
He feels warm, cozy. Akaashi’s voice has wrapped him up and made him feel safe, secure, calm.
March 2, 2025 at 11:05 PM
The recording ends, and Bokuto takes a deep, shuddering breath. He thought that he’d be an ugly, sobbing mess after Akaashi’s call, but instead…
He feels warm, cozy. Akaashi’s voice has wrapped him up and made him feel safe, secure, calm.
He feels warm, cozy. Akaashi’s voice has wrapped him up and made him feel safe, secure, calm.
“Akaashi, Kiss, Marry, Kill. Washio, Kaori, Bokuto,” said Sarukui.
“I will kiss and marry Bokuto-san,” Akaashi said flatly without thinking at all. “I will kill the rest.”
“I will kiss and marry Bokuto-san,” Akaashi said flatly without thinking at all. “I will kill the rest.”
March 1, 2025 at 12:52 AM
“Akaashi, Kiss, Marry, Kill. Washio, Kaori, Bokuto,” said Sarukui.
“I will kiss and marry Bokuto-san,” Akaashi said flatly without thinking at all. “I will kill the rest.”
“I will kiss and marry Bokuto-san,” Akaashi said flatly without thinking at all. “I will kill the rest.”
“Come sit!” Koutarou gestured to the sofa. “I’m so excited to kiss you, Keiji!”
Keiji had to laugh. He wished he could be so blunt. He allowed his hand to settle atop Koutarou’s as he took a seat, and it felt remarkably familiar somehow, as if he was always meant to be here.
Keiji had to laugh. He wished he could be so blunt. He allowed his hand to settle atop Koutarou’s as he took a seat, and it felt remarkably familiar somehow, as if he was always meant to be here.
February 27, 2025 at 11:03 PM
“Come sit!” Koutarou gestured to the sofa. “I’m so excited to kiss you, Keiji!”
Keiji had to laugh. He wished he could be so blunt. He allowed his hand to settle atop Koutarou’s as he took a seat, and it felt remarkably familiar somehow, as if he was always meant to be here.
Keiji had to laugh. He wished he could be so blunt. He allowed his hand to settle atop Koutarou’s as he took a seat, and it felt remarkably familiar somehow, as if he was always meant to be here.
“I’m going to change.” He announces awkwardly. Bokuto nods excessively and leaves the room.
Fuck. He can't believe he is getting this swept up over someone lending him a hoodie that smells heavily of deodorant body spray.
And they say romance is dead.
Fuck. He can't believe he is getting this swept up over someone lending him a hoodie that smells heavily of deodorant body spray.
And they say romance is dead.
February 27, 2025 at 4:43 AM
“I’m going to change.” He announces awkwardly. Bokuto nods excessively and leaves the room.
Fuck. He can't believe he is getting this swept up over someone lending him a hoodie that smells heavily of deodorant body spray.
And they say romance is dead.
Fuck. He can't believe he is getting this swept up over someone lending him a hoodie that smells heavily of deodorant body spray.
And they say romance is dead.
Akaashi feels like summer’s bursting inside him, all greens and golds and Bokuto. Akaashi laughs, and laughs more, and kisses Bokuto’s temple, and his nose. “Koutarou,” he whispers into Bokuto’s hair (he wants to say Bokuto's name forever, there is no greater word,)
February 26, 2025 at 1:43 AM
Akaashi feels like summer’s bursting inside him, all greens and golds and Bokuto. Akaashi laughs, and laughs more, and kisses Bokuto’s temple, and his nose. “Koutarou,” he whispers into Bokuto’s hair (he wants to say Bokuto's name forever, there is no greater word,)
“You’re sure you can’t stay ‘til tomorrow?”
Akaashi shook his head. “We’ve got a practice match in the morning,” he said regretfully. “I’ll miss it if I don’t leave tonight.”
“You don’t need any more practice, you’re already perfect,” Bokuto muttered.
Akaashi shook his head. “We’ve got a practice match in the morning,” he said regretfully. “I’ll miss it if I don’t leave tonight.”
“You don’t need any more practice, you’re already perfect,” Bokuto muttered.
February 24, 2025 at 8:28 AM
“You’re sure you can’t stay ‘til tomorrow?”
Akaashi shook his head. “We’ve got a practice match in the morning,” he said regretfully. “I’ll miss it if I don’t leave tonight.”
“You don’t need any more practice, you’re already perfect,” Bokuto muttered.
Akaashi shook his head. “We’ve got a practice match in the morning,” he said regretfully. “I’ll miss it if I don’t leave tonight.”
“You don’t need any more practice, you’re already perfect,” Bokuto muttered.
"Akaashi!! I really missed your tosses!! You see, you see, when the toss is from you I immediately recognized it!! It's as if I get a promotion for it."
"Bokuto-san, I think you mean premonition."
"Bokuto-san, I think you mean premonition."
February 21, 2025 at 2:35 AM
"Akaashi!! I really missed your tosses!! You see, you see, when the toss is from you I immediately recognized it!! It's as if I get a promotion for it."
"Bokuto-san, I think you mean premonition."
"Bokuto-san, I think you mean premonition."