One way or another, Bokuto eventually learns about Akaashi's constant use of the word "star" towards him and how it has singlehandedly been the first and only thing that popped up in his mind when Akaashi first encountered Bokuto.
The only question is: how did Bokuto figure it out?
Well, Akaashi can remember it so clearly. And he could never forget it either. Karasuno had already departed from the summer training camp, leaving Nekoma and Fukurodani. Fukurodani's bus was to depart the next day early morning so it was no surprise Akaashi found Bokuto outside in the dead of night.
Akaashi found Bokuto sitting in the same small hill next to one of the gyms. Not even a second passed and Bokuto had let him sit down beside him. From there it simmered down to idle chatter, small banter and inside jokes that only the two of them understood.
It made Akaashi's heart warm at every little vibration in Bokuto's laugh.
"Hey Akaashi, you like the stars don't you?" The question cut through the silence of the night, the wind carrying its weight over to Akaashi.
"Ah, I suppose I do." Akaashi trails off, his head turns ever so slightly to catch sight of Bokuto.
"That's cool! I bet you can name all those constellations right?"
It takes a few seconds for Akaashi to process anything Bokuto has said before looking back up. "Not really, as much as I love astrology and the likes, I don't really have the time to look at constellations."
Bokuto looks at him aloof and Akaashi swears deep inside it's the purest thing alive. "Oh? Hmm then, what's your favorite star Akaashi?"
"I'm sorry Bokuto-san, could you repeat that?"
"What's your favorite star?!" Bokuto faces Akaashi and for a moment. For a short moment. Their faces were just a distance from each other. Akaashi retracts, face flushed.
"I...I'm sorry Bokuto-san, I don't really have an answer for that yet." Akaashi says, tilting his head downwards with the weight of disapppoinment. All that greets him is the patch of grass beneath them both.
"That's alright Akaashi! Mine would be, the Big Dipper!"
"Because it's the most iconic one?"
"What?! No, of course not Akaashi. I know a lot more constellations than just the Big Dipper!"
Akaashi tilts his head upwards with a small smile. Filled to the brim with amusement.
"Oh? Why don't you point some out?"
"You're on Akaashi! See over there that's uhhh the Leviticus star! And over there I think it's the..." None of the names nor constellations Bokuto had pointed out were actually true, Akaashi was no fool to know that. Yet, he let those bizarre names pass him by. Especially when it comes to Bokuto Koutarou.
A few years passed and Keiji finds himself in the warm embrace of one Koutarou Bokuto. His husband. They're outside on the balcony of their apartment, looking at the same old stars that had been there since their highschool days.
As they're making jokes and chatting about how tiresome their work has been, Keiji looks over to catch Koutarou face as he smiles and laughs away.
There really isn't any star in the galaxy that could compare to Koutarou.
It's about time he gives him an answer.
"Do you remember what you asked me back on our last day at training camp?"
"What I asked you?" For a moment Koutarou thinks long and hard, Keiji finds himself smiling at the way his husband's brows furrow and his whole face scrunches when asked a question.
"Oh! Is it the one about stars? Like, what's your favorite star?"
Keiji nods before gently facing Koutarou and holding his husband's hands.
Koutarou looks him for a moment, simply aloof and Keiji can never get old of such an expression. "What do you mean Keiji?"
From his hands, Keiji slowly brings them up to cup Koutarou's cheeks. The smile on his face has never been warmer.
"You are my favorite star Koutarou. The brightest star in the whole galaxy."
Koutarou's mouth moves to make a small "oh" noise before immediately giving Keiji an embrace. Above tufts of black hair, Keiji can subtely feel the gentle press and warm smile of Koutarou's lips against his head.
Truly, no matter how many times Koutarou has said it, those words will never fail to make Keiji melt. With all the affection he could pour into such simple words, Keiji looks up and allows himself to say:
As the night passes them by, Keiji looks up at all the stars hanging in the sky.
With the brightest one, right in his arms.
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