intellectuals 《bokuaka》

3. no bro. don't you bro me.

Saturday night came too quickly for Akaashi's liking. After a say of studying and reading, around 7 pm, Kuroo came stomping back in after hanging out with his friend, or best bro he called it. Akaashi had been hearing a lot of 'Bokuto' from Kenma so was surprised when Kuroo said he was his best friend.

Whilst getting ready, he wished once again he brought more suitable clothing. He eventually settled with a turtle neck and black jeans (he got a wolf whistle from Kuroo, who got a glare in return. Maybe skinny jeans wasn't the best idea).

By nine, Kuroo practically dragged Akaashi out and down the call before he could lock their door. He had to slip himself away to do so.

A few minutes later, he returned to Kuroo, hearing him before he saw him. He was having a very animated conversation with another man.

"Hey, Akaashi!" Kuroo called, "Come on!" Keiji stood next to him and Kuroo draped an arm around his shoulder. "This is my awesome roommate I was telling you about, Bo."

Akaashi felt awkward under the stare of the stranger, his golden eyes seeping into him. Akaashi noted the muscles through his tight shirt. That's all he has to say. (There was so much more he wanted to say. But his gay was showing). Kuroo cleared his throat and the strangers stare turned into a wide grin.

"Hey, hey, hey!! Koutarou Bokuto. Nice to have a face to the name. Kuroo's been talking about you a lot, Akaashi."

He tipped his head, "Likewise."

"Your name is so pretty. Did you know my name means 'thick owl'? I mean, I may not live up to it as much as yours but I kinda look like an owl, right?!"

Akaashi nodded, "Your hair is interesting."

"Right?!" Bokuto stepped forward and whispered, "I'm way better the Kuroo, by the way."

"Liar!"

"I'm sure I can decide for myself," Akaashi said, "But you're probably right,"

"Akaashi?!"

Bokuto laughed, "I know I'm right. I default the amazingest."

"Shut up, you annoying owl!!"

"Well, I apo-owl-gise,"

"Ughhh!"

owl puns, Akaashi thought, that's who the book belongs too.

"I ban you from talking to my roommate," Kuroo said, "Your idiot is contagious!"

"Bro, you can't do that!!" Bokuto shouted, "He can't do that, right Akaashi?!"

"I agree with Bokuto-san, he can't-"

"Bokuto-san? No honorifics, Bokuto is fine." Bokuto turned up his nose.

"But you're older than me, I assume. It would be rude."

"Noooo, it's fineee." Bokuto grinned, "You're so polite," he got smacked on the back of the head, "Ow!!"

"Shut up, I said you can't talk to him," Kuroo said.

"Or what?!"

"I won't come to the party."

A flash of hurt flashed through Bokuto's eyes, "Our party?" he said, "Fine, don't come. But I'll still take Akashi."

"It's Akaashi-"

"I told you, you can't hang out with him," Kuroo said, "You're banned."

"He's comin' with me, bro."

"Don't you dare 'bro' me. I'm mad at you."

"Kuroo," Bokuto moaned, "Broooo,"

"No,"