Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too. The hospital AU that no body asked for, but that I took upon myself to write. _______ Disclaimer : All credits of writing this go to Littleluxray, the original one can be found on archive of our own! Credits to art/book cover also goes to Rheatan which can be found on Deviantart As said I do not own this story, I just wanted to share it :>

"Well, Au revoir my fellow...er, whores" Kuroo shrugs on his jacket. "I prefer floozies" Oikawa corrects him. "Hussies" Matsukawa nods. "Tramps" Kuroo points at them before walking out the door with a snicker. "No, no, tarts!" Oikawa announces. "Woah that is totally you" Matsukawa sniggers. "Hey!" Oikawa balks. "We're escorts" Akaashi says with finality, standing to follow Kuroo. A Bokuaka time skip AU where Bokuto is a bartender and Akaashi works as an escort~ Written: 2020 WARNINGS: This is a mature book. Eg. Sex, swearing, adult jokes. Suggested 16+ for reading this, cause you all sure know how to complain

------------ "You have three minutes before I shut the window on your face," I won't actually, probably. It depends on why he decided to wake me up. "Okay, okay. What if we ran away?" The second those words leave his mouth his previously whiney expression turns smug, like this is the best thing he ever came up with. I'd say it was quite the opposite of that. -------------------------- This is a bokuaka friends to lovers based off the song Ribs by Lorde 😌

"No... Akaashi, don't. Stop. You're drunk..." "So it's you..." "Akaashi... Please, I don't.. I don't want you to..." "Don't worry, I want this." "I know... I hope. But I want to remember this..." "Why...? I'm just your a guy you know for few weeks. If you let me... this can be just a drunk one night stand...." "No. I don't want that. I want to remember this because... Because I like you, Akaashi." Enjoy~ WARNING This is BokuAka fanfic - so it's yaoi. Or boyXboy story if you want. [I'm NOT an English speaking person, so I'm sorry for possible typos.] -- Character's aren't mine, they belong to Haruichi Furudate. --

! MAJOR ANGST ! With a little dash of fluff. A BokuAka story with the Haikyuu boys living in a less friendly and playful world. TW: Blood, Guns, Drugs, Torture, Death, Angst (ect.) Pov's: Bokuto and Akaashi. 16+ ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+ !!!

Bokuto was a priest in a small and conservative town, and had no conflicts with the way he lived. Not until that man came into his life. - This story has content that is not suitable for those who are underage. If you're religious, I strongly recommend you to not read this. I'm not a native english speaker, so I apologise in advance for any mistakes. I intend to upload twice a week or so. Warnings: Yaoi, smut, religion, angst. I don't own this image. *This story takes place around the 80's.

Whatever Bokuto writes shows up on his soulmates arm. An arm that belongs to Akaashi Keiji. A bokuaka, kuroken, bokuroo fic. Written: 2019-2020 Cover art: @almangods