intellectuals 《bokuaka》

1. we don't need the weed

Akaashi was glad he finally got his mother off his case. This was his life. And he doesn't mind that his new college roommate seemed a bit sketchy and the room kind of smelt like marijuana. Since Kuroo seemed like a nice guy and Akaashi had nothing against him. Though his mother seemed like she did before they even introduced themselves. She nearly went to the housing department until Keiji stopped her and sent her on her way.

Akaashi was lugging another box to his dorm room as he wished his mother could have stayed to help him do that. As he got to his door he pushed down the handle with his elbow. He walked in and spied Kuroo scrawn out on his bed. He sat up when he heard Akaashi shuffle in.

"Hey," he greeted and Akaashi sent a nod to him.

Kuroo made his way to Akaashi and grabbed the box from him.

"Jesus, what do you have in here?" Kuroo strolled over to Akaashi's bed and placed it on the floor next to it.

"Books,"

"I think all of your stuff is books,"

Akaashi just hummed, watching as Kuroo went back to his bed.

"Okay, so how much on a scale of one to ten did I freak out your mom?"

Placing a box on his bed, Akaashi let out an airy chuckle, "Don't worry about my mother." He said, "She's hard to impress."

"Ah, yes. Mothers do be like that." Kuroo said, "Even if your mom didn't like it, do you like the room? Me and my friend decorated it. The volleyball posters are his doing."

"I think it's interesting."

Kuroo obviously couldn't stop the grin that spread across his face.

Akaashi let out a sigh of relief and a silence fell around them. Akaashi took that time to sort out and unpack his belongings. He felt Kuroo's stare on him and it made him uneasy.

"Do you need any help with that?" Kuroo asked after a while, "I'm feeling kinda useless here."

"No, it's alright, thanks. There's not that much to unpack anyway. Just clothes and books." Akaashi said.

"So I won't find anything that says something about you? Like some drugs or a gun or something?"

He chuckled and shook his head, "You won't,"

"Damn," Kuroo smirked, "Come on, 'Kaashi. Give me something. You can't stay mysterious forever. All I know is that you're a bookworm."

"There's really nothing to tell," a tinge of a smile hinted Akaashi's lips.

"Dammit! I wanted an interesting roommate. I asked for an interesting roommate!"

Akaashi decided to humor him, "I'm not interesting. Sorry, Kuroo-san." He said, "Never done drugs, never broken any rules, never shot a person with a gun-"

"I haven't done that either."

"Never handled a gun..."

Kuroo laughed, "Aw, you're so innocent. I wanna protect that. I'll protect you with my life." He smiled at Akaashi, "For I am your guardian angel. But you can't haul yourself up in here with a book whenever you have free time. I'm gonna take you to parties and we are going to have so much fun."

"No, thank you."

"You are going to turn your nose up at your books and innocence by the time I leave. You won't know what it is."

"I thought you said you're going to protect me," Akaashi turned back with an amused smile on his face.

"Changed my mind. Screw innocence!"

"Who's to say I'm innocent though? You don't know me. I might be the most interesting, uninnocent guy ever."

Kuroo laughed, "I like you, Akaashi." he said. "I think we are going to have tonnes of fun."

"Obvoiusly since I'm so much fun. You don't know what you're in for." Akaashi deadpanned.

"Whey! That's the spirit!"

"I don't want your weed though, just to make that clear. We can have fun without that."

Kuroo looked at him with a smirk, "I wanna get to know you, not your drug preferences."

"Big no to drugs is my preference."

"Don't do drugs kid."

"I'm pretty certain that's what your mother said when you came here,"

"And I bet your 'mother' had a heart attack when she came in here."

"How much? Since she did."

"I never pay up, Akaashi."

Akaashi smiled as he placed some books on a next to empty bookcase. All except 'owl puns' and 'chemistry puns'.

Oh god, he thought.

"Don't worry, despite my mysterious, sexy bad boy look, I am a very good influence." Kuroo said.

"Even if you say so yourself."

Kuroo grinned, "I'm as modest as I am kind."

"I'm expecting no kindness from you in the future."

"What?! I'm probably the kindest person you'd ever meet. You don't know how lucky you are to have a roommate like me." Kuroo pointed at himself. "The gods obviously love you to be put with me."

"Why wouldn't the gods love me? I'm a star pupil." Akaashi said.

"I get the vibes everybody loves you."

"Obviously,"

"I mean, you're drop-dead gorgeous so I bet you have herds of girls running after you."

"No," Akaashi felt his cheeks burn. He wasn't used to being so directly complimented.

"Oh god, please don't say you have a girlfriend. I think I might die of jealousy." Kuroo complained, Akaashi was ready to laugh but seeing the seriousness on Kuroo's face made him doubt.

"I've know you for literally half an hour, there's no need for you to be jealous."

"So no girlfriend?"

"No girlfriend."

"Phew, good." Kuroo glanced up at the wall clock and said, "Speaking of dating, I gotta go. I got a special date with someone I've been trying to get for ages. And I'm late. Shit!" He bounced off his bed and stumbled to get his shoes, "I'm gonna be killed. Jesus. Before I go, and if I never see you again I wanna say it's been nice to speak to someone like that. If it was my best friend, he'd just argue he was better than me... so... yeah. See ya later, Akaashi."

"Bye, Kuroo-san."

"Well. Love ya and leave ya!" Kuroo blew a kiss and shouted, "Later, Akaashi!" As he sprinted out the room.

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hi! it's the wonderful author-chan here!! welcome to another self-indulged bokuaka story that fills me serotonin! i genuinely loved writing this, and i drafted and redrafted so MANY times and this is the outcome cuz i knew that if i enjoyed writing it people would enjoy reading it. so, yeah!

i hope you enjoyed and im going out of my way so this fic isn't angsty (well compared to my other ones anyway *nervously laughs*)

THANK YOU FOR READING!!