the jacket you never returned- Bokuaka
He leaned over, kissed Bokuto on the cheek, and smiled bitterly, eyes watery. He will never remember. Not now, not ever. What they were will now forever be forgotten. "You used to call me Keiji, Koutarou." This is not mine! Tbh I'm a horrible author. I just want to share the book daisuga from ao3 wrote