Rewrite the stars || bokuaka

CHAPTER 20

Last chapter - enjoy!

Rain started showering nature. The leaves that were once crisp brown were no longer on the trees. Instead, flowers started to bloom.

"Look Bokuto. I brought you flowers. I didn't know what your favourite one was, so I got a mix 'n match."

No response.

"There are always butterflies around you. Do they like you that much?"

Still no response.

Well, of course, there wouldn't be one, he was talking a to a headstone.

Kōtarō Bokuto

1999 - 2020

Beloved friend, son and fiancé

Akaashi still couldn't believe it - he refused to. The day he got engaged was also the day he lost his fiancé. No matter how much hate he showed to the universe, there was nothing to do to bring Bokuto back. He was gone and Akaashi had to accept that. It's been a week since his funeral and Akaashi visited him every day. In fact, he made a vow to visit him every single day for as long as he lives.

He stood up. If he stayed any longer he would be a complete mess. He didn't want to be weak, so he stayed strong.

He walked. Walked where his legs would take him and when he looked up, his feet took him to a place he never wanted to see again. The hospital. However, he had a weird gut feeling and decided to enter it one last time. He was welcomed by kind smiles by the security guard, the receptionist and his workers. He pressed the lift, wanting to visit Bokuto's room one last time.

Vanilla. Bokuto always smelled fragrant and Akaashi loved it. He spectated the whole room, which was once warm and filled with laughter now filled with coldness. He looked over to the bed and saw a white envelope with his name written out in bold, cursive letters (pretend it's cursive - wattpad don't do cursive fonts):

Akaashi

He sat on the stool next to Bokuto's bed. Inside contained a letter and a box.

He opened the letter first. It was quite lengthy:

"Hi, Akaashi.

I guess if you're reading this I have passed away now."

Hasn't even been a few lines and Akaashi was already sobbing. He still continued.

"So where should I begin? I know. The first time that I met you.

If you think we met at the hospital, you're mistaken. I actually met you in a café. I was ordering my regular black coffee and I saw you. You were the most beautiful thing I ever laid my eyes upon. I got my order and you were no longer there. I was in dismal. I wanted to look at you more - sounds weird, but I still do. But who knew that on the same day I would meet you again?"

Akaashi smiled remembering the first time he saw Bokuto.

As of the other, he had a weird sense of nostalgia around Bokuto. He was sort of recognisable to him but he just didn't know how. He was sure if he ever bumped into a spiky white-grey haired, owl-like man he'll surely remember who he was. But he didn't...

He was tall. His feet almost dangling off the hospital bed. He had a good build, definitely looked like he had been working out. He sure was handsome, but not so much Akaashi's type. He looked like the opposite of Akaashi.

But guess what, opposites attract.

"We spent a lot of our time together. Went to my first chemo appointment together."