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“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.
“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?”
“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.”
“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.”
“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.”
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.
— “How to Analyse a Volleyball Player” by ninxverse
archiveofourown.org/works/71865321
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."
“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.”
— "Can you feel the Euphoria" by BABY0MI, silver_tongues
archiveofourown.org/works/63070225
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.
— "For whatever we lose" by leuralo_l, villager_bxx
archiveofourown.org/works/63061039
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.
“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.”