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In which Akaashi Keiji is an overworked accountant who stumbles upon Bokuto one night playing the piano in the lobby of his work. Bokuto is different, that much is obvious. But with such supreme musical talent and a smile so dazzling it rivals the sun, there's just something about him that brings Akaashi back every night.
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25 Mar 2023
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Bokuto turned to see a frazzled Akaashi, still adorable even in slightly rumpled work clothes, standing incredulously in the doorway. He looked out of breath. Did he run here, Bokuto briefly thought?
Akaashi looked at Bokuto. Bokuto looked at Akaashi. Neither said anything for a few seconds.
“Oh, fuck-”
Akaashi immediately started sobbing.
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It's not easy to surprise Akaashi Keiji, but Bokuto is sure as hell going to try.
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09 Aug 2023
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Under the paring knife, the mango unbecomes itself. Now it is only: flesh, skin, pit. Core, flare, chromosphere. Sticky nectar rivering down: wrist and palm and knuckle. Wakatoshi watches Iwaizumi like he’s seated at another game, another ritual.
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- Part 1 of the sun in his mouth
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29 Aug 2022
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That was the other thing: when Keiji had said he wanted to make his way home, Bokuto had agreed—as if it didn’t matter where they went. He hadn’t said "we should look for a community" or "there’s probably nothing there anymore".
He’d just asked which way.
((the bokuaka zombie au literally no one asked for))
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23 Apr 2021