cherry sugar || bokuaka

"what an interesting turn of events." bokuto says, letting his eyes glide over akaashi's honeyed skin, thinking he looked really nice when the sun hit him like that, black hair complementing blue eyes so prettily and effortlessly it almost made him feel bad for being mean to him on purpose. the cherry lollipop bites his tongue. "glad i have you as a roommate, pretty boy."

"don't call me that." akaashi shakes his head and stands up, the nickname making a fuzzy itchy feeling prod at his chest, caught somewhere in between annoyance and flattery at the same time. "i'm leaving."

"already?" bokuto pouts, getting under akaashi's skin quickly becoming one of his favorite pastimes, given the circumstances. "what a terrible roommate."

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or, the "i was so excited to live with someone who i could make friends with in my first year of college and good god why must it be you" au