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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 1 year

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Being Bokuto’s Pregnant Partner:

Going Into Labor

Timeskip! MSBY Kotaro Bokuto x GN! pregnant Reader

Warnings: Pregnancy, swearing

***everyone’s pregnancy experience is different. This is a combination of my experience as well as personal friends accounts

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AN: not sure why I wrote this but it just kinda came to me 😅 also I know the picture isn’t timeskip Bokuto but also, tell me this ISNT timeskip Bokuto 🤔

Honestly, this is probably the worst case scenario. You’d prepared yourself for everything leading up to this point, the bags were packed and ready, the car seat was installed, you’re postpartum popsicle pads were marinating in the freezer. You had been ready for this baby to come, but what you were ready for was your water to break an hour before an MSBY Black Jackals game.

Your husband, Kotaro Bokuto, was the Jackals winged spiker and you knew exactly how much he loved the game of volleyball. In fact, you probably knew this more than most. At your wedding, Kotaro insisted that you include “volleyball” wherever you could in your vows. So while most people said “in sickness and health”, you said “in sickness and health, through volleyball season”. Not that any of that bothered you, Kotaro loved his sport and you had grown to love it too. You loved going to games, cheering your man on and even traveling with the team occasionally. So when you and Bokuto planned to start a family, you tried to plan accordingly and out of volleyball season. However, things don’t always go as planned, which is why you were knee deep in play off season with a 38 week belly the size of an entire volleyball team.

“Shit!” You cursed as you went to your bedroom to change pants and try to form a plan of attack. Your doctor had told you that if your water had broken that you needed to try to get to the hospital within a few hours. So far, you hadn’t had any contractions but you knew that your situation could change at any moment. While you were pondering your next move, your phone rang. Picking it up, you slide your finger across the screen and answered.

“Hey Yn, I just wanted to let you know what seats I’m in so you don’t have to wander around,”Keiji Akaashi, Bokuto’s best friend said.

“Umm slight change of plans Keiji, my waters just broke,” you respond, teeth gritted.

A short pause followed by a sigh broke through the receiver as Akaashi spoke, “did you tell him yet? Have you called the hospital?” You could tell he was walking, hearing voices and his breathing increase as he made his way out of the stadium.

“I just changed my pants when you called. I was about to call the hospital. I’m not having contractions right now so I think we are good,” you repeat as Akaashi gives you a hum of confirmation.

“And you’ve called Bokuto?” He repeated as you grew silent, you lack of a response all Akaashi need for confirmation.

“YN?”

You had been thinking about how to approach the subject of your water breaking with your dear husband. While of course you knew Bokuto would want to be there, you also knew he’d be upset if he missed his game, especially since you weren’t in active labor.

“I know I need to tell him Keiji but he doesn’t need to come to the hospital right now. He could still play in the game and if things change, I’m sure Meian would let him leave. There’s plenty of subs that can take his place,” you say, finishing up the last minute tasks before you find a way to head to the hospital.

Silence filled the call as Akaashi thought through your plan. He knew Bokuto as well, if not better than you did and he knew your plan was thought out.

“Ok Yn, how about you call him and I’ll come take you to the hospital and stay with you until he gets there?”

You sighed in relief as you sat down on the chair in your kitchen and nodded to yourself, “Thanks Keiji! Text me when you get here and I’ll meet you downstairs ok?” You bid Akaashi farewell as you pulled up your husbands contact and hit call.

It rang twice before the cherry voice of your hyped up hubby filled the air.

“Hey hey hey baby! Did you need help finding Akaashi?” He cheered, the background noise of the locker room filling the call.

“Hey love, umm so please don’t panic,” you say through gritted teeth as the receiver goes silent, “my waters broke at home. But- BUT I’m not in labor and I’m feeling fine! Akaashi is coming to get me and take me to the hospital.”

Silence continued to fill the phone as you pulled your phone away from your ear to check that the call was still connected. You had never heard Kotaro so quiet in all your life, not even during his worst emo mode.

“Kotaro? Are you still there?”

Suddenly a panic “WHAT?” sounded in your ear as you pulled the phone away. You shouldn’t have been surprised as you heard Kotaro shouting and his teammates gather around him.

“Bokuto what the hell man chill out!” You heard Inunaki shout into the phone. You could hear the incoherent ramblings of your husband in the background as his teammates tried to calm him down.

“Put the phone on speaker!” Someone shouted as suddenly several male voices boomed.

“Hello? YN, what’s wrong? You good? Bokuto is pulling his stuff from his locker and we don’t know what’s going on,” Meian asked as you sighed deeply and palmed your face. You knew this would happen, which was why you thought carefully about even telling Kotaro in the first place. Sure you wanted him there by your side but you also knew your labor might be long and that your husband wasn’t exactly know for his patience.

“Hey Shugo, first off, I’m fine but my waters did break. I’m not having contractions and Akaashi just texted me saying he’s here. He’s taking me to the hospital,” you repeat as you grab your big and keys.

“Well shit, umm ok what do you need from us? The game starts in 45 minutes,” he questions as you head to the elevator, feeling more water leak from between your legs. Thankfully you have put a pad on when you changed your pants.

“Ok first off, don’t panic. If Kotaro wants to play in the game he can. I’ll probably be at the hospital for a while before anything happens so we have a lot of time,” you say as Meian silently listens, “I don’t think it will do any good to have a hyper Kotaro just standing around while the hospital is getting things going.”

“Makes sense Yn, ok I’ll talk to him and see what he wants to do. I’ll have coach keep his phone on the bench, if you need anything, call him ok?” Meian repeats as you nod, heading into Akaashi’s car.

“Thanks Shugo, I appreciate it!”

“No problem Yn! Good luck!” He says before hanging up the phone as Akashi begins to drive off the hospital.

Meanwhile, your husband is freaking out, and ready to run to the hospital if he has too. He wants to be there, wants to support you in anyway he can.

“Bokuto, YN’s fine. Akaashi is taking YN to the hospital as we speak. It’s going to take a while so, if you want, you can play in the game and then leave for the hospital,” Meian suggests as Bokuto’s head shots up to meet his eyes.

“I CANT JUST LET YN ALONE!” He screeches as Sakusa rolls his eyes, stepping forward to sit next to him.

“Bokuto Yn is fine. Trust me, just because their waters broke doesn’t mean the baby is coming right now. My partner and I were in the hospital for 2 days before our kid was born,” he said trying to calm his feral teammate down.

“But what if YN has the baby and I’m not there?” Bokuto sobs, big golden eyes glazing with tears.

“Dude that’s not going to happen ok? Akaashi has Yn and he’s going to call if anything happens. If it does, you can leave right away. It’s literally 10 minutes to the hospital from here,” Atsumu says, trying to reassure his spiker, “plus if we win this game fast, then you can get to the hospital sooner.”

Bokuto perked up, his eyes drying instantly as he stood quickly, “well come on then! We’ve got a game to win!”

It had been 2 hours since you’d arrived at the hospital. The doctors and nurses had been fussing over you so much that you hadn’t even had time to turn on the Tv to watch your husbands game. Akaashi had left quickly to grab something to eat while you were getting set up.

“Can you turn the TV on please? My husband is playing in a game and I’d like to watch if possible,” you asked the nurse as she politely nodded and grabbed the remote, handing it to you.

You listened to the drum of your babies heartbeat as you quietly relaxed into the bed, the nurse starting the pitocin to help further along your progress. You flipped through channels, unable to find the game as you silently pouted. The nurse looked down at you as you continued to search.

“What does your husband play?” She asked.

“Professional volleyball. He’s a spiker for the MSBY Black Jackals,” you happily hummed as you continued to search for the game.

“Oh I knew I recognized your surname! Your husband is Kotaro Bokuto right? Sorry to tell you this sweetheart but that game ended 30 minutes ago,” she responded as you looked at her with confusion. As you went to speak, the door of your hospital room burst open as Kotaro stood in his MSBY gear. Your eyes widened at your husbands state as he raced to your side, grabbing your hand and squeezing.

“Kotaro? What the hell?” You shouted, shocked at your husbands state as Akaashi silently came into the hospital room.

“Hey hey hey baby! How are you doing? Are you ok? How’s the baby?” Kotaro shouted, ignoring your questions as you looked from him to Akaashi. Akaashi had sat down, shaking his head back and forth.

“I’m fine Ko, but umm back to my question,” you chimed.

“Oh the game? Yeah we won in straight sets,” Kotaro cheered as he pulled the chair close to you.

“Kotaro you won three sets straight in an hour and a half? Is that even possible?” You questioned as Akaashi nodded.

“Bokuto was unstoppable YN. First two sets finished in under an hour.”

“The last one took longer because the other team was stubborn but I blasted through with liners and cross shots. Plus Hinata and Sakusa were on point too!” Bokuto smiled, “I would have been here even faster if I wouldn’t have been stopped by the reporters. I told them you were in labor and that I had to go!”

“And you didn’t think to maybe shower or change before you came?” You noted as your husband looked down at himself, seemingly not noticing his disheveled and sweaty appearance.

“Oh I totally forgot about that!” He grinned as you rolled your eyes and Akaashi palmed his face.

“We’ll go and shower in the bathroom ok? I’m not having you hold our baby when you are gross and sweaty!”

“But YN- what if something happens while I’m showering?” He pouts as you grab his hand and squeeze.

“Ko, I promise nothing will happen, now go before I need you,” you prompted as your husband jumped up and ran to the bathroom, grabbing his bag on the way. The door shuts and those shower sounds as you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

“We’re you nervous he wouldn’t get here YN?” Akaashi asked as you shook your head.

“Not really, I was more nervous I’d get a call from Meian saying that he went full emo mode during the first set and that did turn on the TV to see my husband sulking on the bench,” you laughed as Akaashi chuckled.

“I don’t think anything but winning that game and getting to you crossed his mind YN,” Akaashi responded and smiled, happy your husband was finally with you.

“Nah YN, I really don’t think anything could bring that guy down right now. He’s on cloud 9.”

“You’re right Keiji,” you sighed as you waited for your energetic husband to flock to your side.

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lumiinix · 1 year

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- BOKUTO ( you cannot tell me he won’t do this), Hinata, Atsumu, Osamu ( why do I feel like he would do this too?), kuroo?, Yamamoto, Tanaka, Nishinoya.

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torubeth · 2 years

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wrote this in a bathroom at a fam gathering lol

10:51

“kou, i need you to listen to me for a second, okay ? do i have your attention ?” you looked into his eyes sternly.

“you always have my attention y/n” he smiled cheekily, his comment stirring a storm of butterflies in the pit of your stomach but you ignored it; for now.

“i’m gonna cut to the chase alright ? don’t wanna drag this” inhaling deeply, you continue “i need help confessing my feelings to someone”

and as soon as the words left your mouth, his shoulders dropped, the twinkle in his eyes fading.

his mind was having trouble registering that his crush was asking his help confessing their feelings to someone else ?

his expression changed; a small smile he had trouble displaying, his eyes on the verge of crying, and his posture all dull and sad.

gaining of what’s left of his energy, he met your eyes “then you’ve come to the right person y/n! don’t worry, i’ll be the best wingman for you and set you up with them!” he smiled, although you could tell it was fake.

“damn kou, you’ll give me up that easily ?” you fake pouted “and here i thought kuroo wasn’t lying” you sighed.

his eyes widened; give you up ? kuroo ? lying ? what ?

“huh ?! wait wait wait! let’s rewind a bit! kuroo is lying ? easily give you up ?! i’m confused…” his eyes fluttered a bit, eyebrows scrunching in the most adorable way possible.

chuckling a little, you got up to your feet and stood in front of him, slowly leaning down, making him gulp nervously “your best friend couldn’t keep the secret to himself. and he may have spilled something. something about you liking me” you smiled.

his index finger swung back and forth between you both, indicating a ‘you and me’ gesture, earning a nod from you.

“i’m sorry kou, i just didn’t know when the perfect time was to tell you. i guess i just played around for a bit” you smiled, ruffling his hair a bit when he caught your hand.

“you have any idea how scared i was ?” he nuzzled into your palm, pouting “but OH MY GOD YOU LIKE ME TOO! YOU KNOW WHAT I AM NOT EVEN MAD AT KUROO! I’M JUST SO HAPPY THAT I FINALLY GET TO CALL YOU MINE!” he squealed, picking you up by the waist and lifting you up in the air.

“okay okay, calm down baby-!”

“BABY !? OH YES, THIS WAS LONG AWAITED!” he laughed.

and that’s how your life got tied to the goofiest, most sweetest guy on earth.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #bokuto x reader fluff #bokuto x y/n #bokuto fluff #bokuto x reader #bokuto koutaro x reader #bokuto kotaro fluff #bokuto koutaro fluff #hq bokuto #hq x reader #hq fluff #haikyuu x reader fluff

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bokubear · 2 years

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Haikyuu!! — he comes home angry

❥ including ; ( timeskip! ) kurō tetsuro, bokuto koutarou, meian shūgo, suna rintarou, atsumu miya

❥ genre ; angst, fluff, insecurity, comfort, suggestive themes, small fights, making-up

❥ notes ; this one makes my heart HURT but it’s also too fluffy to resist\(//∇//)\

Kurō doesn’t speak when he walks through the door. Instead, he shuts himself inside the bathroom—resorting to texting you ‘sorry kitten, bad day.’ While you’d already noticed thanks to the usual kiss he delivered being absent. This happens occasionally, when Kurō’s had an especially frustrating day or he finds himself in a stressful situation. But he tries his hardest to not have you involved. Saying how this is “his” problem and he doesn’t want to say something mean. Until finally, the exhausted cat exits from being holed up in the bathroom and into your arms. The heavy sigh is enough confirmation to run your fingers through his dark hair. And god is he grateful to come home and sleep on your soft chest. Man is snoring in minutes.

Bokuto very rarely comes home angry. But on those peculiar practices he’ll drop his bag by the door, standing motionlessly in defeat. Nearing the breaking point, and you can tell immediately. “Kou.. hard day?” You say gently, watching as he lifts his head in hopes you won’t see the welling tears; you do. “I’m not good enough.. I did horrible today.” He bites his lip, concealing himself from you. “Baby. Look at me.” You hush, cupping that sweet, adorably precious face in your palms—and the eyes staring back at you utterly break your heart. Bokuto is a tearful angry. “You can be mad, you can cry, but don’t say you’re not good enough. You’re amazing Kou.” Pressing a saccharine kiss to his lips, squeaking in surprise as the ace lifted you up with ease; the once innocent kiss turning hotter—messier. Much less innocent than before. “Kou.. now?” You huff, the latter trailing kisses along your neck as you spoke. “Wanna show you how much you mean to me, how much I don’t deserve you.” And when he said it like that, it was irresistible.

Meian completely ignored you upon arriving home, disappearing into your shared room without a single hello. You assumed he was upset, deciding to focus on the dinner you were preparing. However, all was well till your husband rejected your meal—straight up standing up from the barstool. “I don’t have an appetite.” With tight lips, you speak up before he leaves once again. “Do you want to keep it so you can have it later-“I said I don’t want it.” His tone of voice changing drastically to something venomous. The door slammed as well, abandoning you to clean up the mess with a trembling lip and hurt feelings. When Meian was mad, he didn’t yell—he’d have this horribly mean attitude that broke your heart even more so. But when you texted him a ‘I think I’m gonna stay at my friends tonight, to give you space.’ He knew he’d been too harsh. In actuality, he was beyond guilty for how rude he’d been, but he couldn’t quite figure out how to make it up to you. So as you were asking your way out the door, your husband flew to hug your back. “You don’t know when to stop.” You sigh against him, his warm hands enveloping your hips. “I don’t. So please, stay here with me. I want to make it up to you.” Rest assured he definitely made it up to you.

Suna calls you on his way home on the subway, voice muffled not only from the phone-line, but also his down-cast behavior. “‘Wanna hear your voice..” You smile, this side of Rin was rare—and a gem to your day all the same. “Today was not my day.” He groans, you can hear him walking along the sidewalk leading home. “No luck?” The amused lilt in your voice makes Suna hiss, it’s as if you could see him roll his eyes from your place on the couch. “I hate our coach. It sucks to think I could be with you when I’m stuck there.” He mumbles, cheek pressed to the phone screen as if he’s trying to reach you on the other side. “I think you’ll survive Rinnie. Come home, I want you.” He chokes on his water. “You.. want me? Baby?” His assumption earns a series of shouts from you—denying the way that sentence sounded. “I-I meant to cuddle and watch movies!! Rinnnnn..” Now it was his turn to sound amused, cheekily replying. “I’m almost there, then you can have me any way you want honey.” — “Rin!”

Atsumu notifies Osamu first. It may sound a little strange, I mean, you’re his lover. Yet this is simply for precautious reasons. And once you understand, it reveals the concerned and considerate part of the blonde twin. “Why can’t I work part-time at Onigiri Miya..” Atsumu cursed, Osamu rubbing his temples on the other side. “I wanna strangle that owl sometimes!! He’s way to happy-go lucky. ‘Ya get me?” He pouts, kicking leaves away like a seriously spoiled toddler. “It’s nice that yer taking out yer anger on me and not Y/n ‘Tsumu, but choking someone without their consent is a crime.” Atsumu barks a laugh. “Yah! ‘Samu! You’re kinkier than I thought! Oh, I’m home, bye!” And with that he hangs up, and poor Osamu is left to await his visit the next day. “Angel! I talked to ‘Samu on the way here and guess what he said-“Have you been venting your anger on him to spare me?” This stops the setter in his tracks. Crap. He’s been caught. “Uhh.. nah.” The pathetic lie earns him a ‘cut the crap’ look. “Come to me if you’re fussy, it’s time you spare your brother.” Dragging him to the dinner table as you speak. “Yes angel.. but did you know Osamu’s into choki-OW!”

-maak

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ghostlygeto · 1 year

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wanna write me some cute Bokuto fluff ??? you know you do.... i'm itching crying BARKING plz bb just a scrap a crumb

what was that? bokuto scraps for the love of my life? always. anything for u my love. kinda lame bc i wrote it in a total of like 30 minutes but blehhhhh

warnings: fluff s'all. bokuto is clingy. i don’t proof read

wc: 500 lol

mornings with bokuto were always the worst. not because they were bad, but because he refused to let you go. it didn’t matter what the occasion was. if you had work, if he had practice, it didn’t matter. he was not moving.

“bo, please. this is a really important thing in my family. i have to be there, and on time. otherwise my mom’ll murder me,” you tried to squirm your way out of his arm, but his grip was strong. stronger than you, that’s for sure. “promise when i get home i’ll get right back into bed with you.”

“don’t lie,” bokuto whined, burying his face further into your chest, “when you get home you’ll want to clean or go on a walk, and then you’ll want to take a shower. and then it’s dinner time, then you’ll want to read your book or watch your show until bed. and then, finally, after hours and hours of suffering without you, you’ll be ready for bed. then you’ll let me cuddle you.”

you frowned, knowing he was right. you had used that on him one too many times, apparently. enough for him to see right through you, at least. “i promise, we can cuddle for a little bit when i get home before i start cleaning okay?” you pushed back his shoulders so you could look in his eyes, moving one of your hands so you could look into his eyes.

“promise promise?” he sighed, a small pout on his face. “y’know i have to leave in two days for like a week, so if you’re lying i’m not cuddling you until i come back.” bokuto moved away, sitting up and looking over at you again, “and i mean it, for real. i really won’t cuddle you until i get home.” “i know you don’t mean that,” you laughed, leaning over to press a kiss to his shoulder, “you could never do that to me, kou. i think you’d cave before i do,” you watched him feign offense, turning away from you and getting out of bed.

“just for that, i don’t want to cuddle with you anymore today. feel free to go and hang out with your mom and come home and clean and shower and read and mind your own business until you fall asleep, i’ll just cuddle you tomorrow. not today.” he crossed his arms and looked away, though you saw him open one of his eyes to make sure you were looking at him like a child. “and i mean that.”

“sure you do, loverboy.” you rolled your eyes and stood up yourself, stretching your limbs. “i’ll be home around two, okay? if you’re not already cuddled up in bed when i get here i’m not gonna wait around, i’ll get started on doing my other stuff and then it’ll be too late.”

“won’t move from this spot ‘til you’re back, then,” bokuto dove himself back onto the bed, curling up in the blankets, “have fun with your mom, i’m gonna be snug as a bug in a rug while i wait.”

reblog, comments, nd likes appreciated ;3

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magatoki · 2 years

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Texts with Bokuto and his pregnant spouse

A/N: Look at me posting things other than what was requested

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on second thought don't look at me

Masterlist

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houseoftulips · 2 years

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Unruly Man | K. Bokuto (sneak peak) ~ the one where your husband just loves how beautiful and plump you are from carrying his child

➤ sneak peak to my Wattpad story - Queen of Fukurodani

➤ ft: king!bokuto kōtarō x queen!fem reader

➤ content warning: pregnant reader, lots of talk about pregnancy, breeding kink, squirting, oral receiving (f), cream pie kink, fingering, kinda proofread bc i did this is one sitting

➤ note: in my official wattpad story, i will have an original character :)

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You were on your way to delivery your child anytime in the next few weeks or so.

Your group of healers and even your husband were very adamant about your first child being a boy counting by the way your belly is slowly dropping compared to those who birthed girls. You saw it as a myth, not really believing that just because your belly dropped slower than others means you’ll birth a boy.

Your husband, King Bokuto or King Bo, thinks that your child is a boy due to how energetic he is inside of you. You were watching your king play a friendly duel with the Commander of Fukurodani army, Kuroo Tetsuro when your child had kicked you a few times too hard.

Your groaned in pain and shock from the tiny foot hitting one of your ribs making you lean down and hold onto your side. Everyone around stopped and nearly dropped what there were doing hearing their Queen in anguish. Bo was quick to drop his sword and come running to you, his wife. “Darling!” he called to you as he quickly wrapped an arm around your lower back and intertwined his fingers with your free hand. “Y/n? What is it?” he worriedly asked.

“The baby…,” you giggled but with pain still in hidden in your tone, “The baby kicked my side.”

Bo was worried even more even though your sweet laugh is heaven to his ears. “They didn’t hurt you, right? Are you still in pain?” he asks.

You smile and cup his face seeing how much love he has for you in his golden eyes. “It hurts but…a good type of hurt,” you say as you take his hand that was holding yours and place it on your stomach where you feel the baby move to find a new position, “They’re just trying to get comfortable, my love.”

He feels the little imprint of feet and what felt like a tiny hand under his warm and calloused palm. “Oh my darling! You and I will have a lively and valiant little warrior!” he beamed before kissing your cheek.

A valiant little warrior indeed…

Your child was already restless as they continued to grow in the comfy home of your belly. He was constantly moving day and well into the night that your back pain started taking a toll on your sleep. You laid awake and a sea of being uncomfortable in your bed while you’re darling husband would say gentle words against the skin of your belly.

“Our little princess…,” he mumbled one night, “Be nice to your Mama for me. She’s already doing so well keeping you safe, yeah? Just wait a little longer then I’ll teach you how to swing a sword,” he kissed your stomach making you giggle.

But there were days were your child would be still as day but your body was still in pain. You remained sitting or laying down as bed rest but you’d get restless too. Your husband needed help to rule the kingdom. He’s always been so reassuring, letting you know that you weren’t just his queen for political reasons. You were his Queen, his love, and his wife, he wanted you by his side.

He noticed you were starting to get uncomfortable as you neared the end of your pregnancy. Especially today, you had ended your morning walk in the gardens with your husband early today because you couldn’t walk anymore, you were more waddling if anything.

“My wife, go rest,” Bo said with a pout as his salt and pepper hair began to deflate, “Don’t strain yourself, please.” You wanted to protest but you just couldn’t. You held a bit of guilt for not sucking it up like what most women of royalty do but Bo as always reassured you. “You are my wife first,” he smiled softly, “You can be by my side when you feel better.”

You cupped his cheek letting him muzzle into your warm hand with the same pout on his face. “Very well…,” you lean up to kiss him to which he was quick to kiss you back, “Make sure to eat well today.”

“I will, don’t worry,” he says before kissing you again.

The day had gone by rather quick since you did sleep for most of it. But you decided to remain in bed with a book in hand since you were so comfortable. After reading just a few pages of your chosen book, a knock was heard on the door of your chambers.

“Yes?” you called out gently. You look up to see the door open revealing your lady in waiting.

She sends you a curtsy, “Your Grace, his Majesty would like to see you.”

You smile softly, “Come in, my love,” you call to him. Your lady in waiting steps aside letting the King walk in with his happy smile that’s held on his face all the time.

Bo looks at the lady in waiting, “I’ll take my dinner in here with my wife,” he says.

“Yes, sir,” she bows again before leaving the room.

Bo immediately looks back at you with his eyes softening at the sight of you. “How are you feeling, love?” he asked as he began to rid himself of his uniform.

“Better,” you smile, “I would’ve joined you earlier but I haven’t been comfortable in a while. I apologize.”

“No need, darling,” he says before climbing into bed with you and taking the book out of your hands, “I’m retiring for the day to be with you.”

He then pulled your back to his chest making you lay on your side and be completely engulfed into his embrace. You hun happily feeling his warm chest against your back making you muzzle you body more against him.

Bo held back a groan feeling the curve of your bottom pressed against his clothed cock. He runs his hands under your belly and rubbing small circles against your skin with his thumbs trying to distract himself from the pleasure he’s feeling with you against him. You hum again in both relief and pleasure as you weave your fingers with one of his hands.

You turn your head to look at your king who was nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. “Will you deny your Queen’s comfort?” you ask as you feel both his palms hold your stomach.

“Never my love…” he smiles as he lifts your stomach to relieve the weight off your body. You sigh feeling the pressure in your hips and back completely go away in seconds, “My don’t we have a heavy boy growing,” he laughs gently into your ear as he absentmindedly begins to move his hips against your ass.

“Mmm, he’s the cause for my back pain now,” you smile as he placed gentle kisses along the sides of your neck while continuing to lightly grind his cock into your backside.

“Ah, I must say that I’m a little jealous, my love,” he chuckled against your ear before kissing you cheek. His hips begin to put more pressure against your ass making you sigh in pleasure.

“Why is that, my king,” you whined as one of his hands pull away from holding your stomach to your leg. He gently hooked his arm under your thigh leaving your dress pool over your hips leaving your bare, yet glistening cunt feel the cool air in the room.

His ring and middle finger snake towards your cunt to gently rub circles against your clit. You moaned softly as your free hand ran up Bo’s neck to lightly tug the ends of his hair. He groaned against your neck as he slowly began to pick up the pace feeling your wetness slip out of your tight little hole.

“Because…,” he moaned before kissing your lips softly, “…it’s not my me that’s giving you pain, my dear wife.” He then slipped two fingers into your cunt causing you to gasp and pull on his hair. He didn’t want waste time because he just wanted to be inside you so he curled his fingers instantly pressing against the sweet spot he knew all to well.

“Fuck!” you whimpered against Bo’s lips that hovered over yours.

“Cunt still as tight as our wedding night,” he laughed mockingly as he slipped his wet fingers out of your cunt to rub your clit again making you whimper at the loss of feeling full. “You think I can fuck you as hard as I did that night? With your beautiful belly in the palm of my hands… My cock stuffing you full again, huh?” he kissed your lips softly seeing you nod your head silently as your grind your hips against his fingers.

“Pervert…,” you moan with a smile as Bo pulls his cock out of hs trousers. You can feel his swollen tip lightly graze your clit as you began to grind you hips again.

“Yes, my darling…,” he moaned against your mouth as he continued to rub his tip up and down your drenched cunt, “I am indeed a pervert…,” he slipped his cock inside you making you cry out his name. The feeling of your velvet walls flutter around his cock nearly had him fill you up in seconds. “…and such an unruly fucking man…”

His hips didn’t dare to begin to start slow, he immediately began to rut his hips against your ass making you scream out his name once again. “Kou! Fuck -!!m-my love - please!” you whimpered with a tug on his hair.

“Yes, my darling? You wish for me to stop?” he groaned as he continued to (almost) violently roll his hips against yours, a pool of sticky mess of your cum covers his cock deep inside your slicked cunt.

You shook your head not wanting to feel empty. You felt so close to finishing already as Bo’s cock kept pushing further into your g-spot. “Please! Don’t stop! M’feel so full,” you moaned out loud as your body began to shake in his arms.

“Fuck, sweetheart!” Bo whimpers feeling your walls clamp down harder against him. He’s close too, but he’s trying so hard to go on longer because he want to you to cum with him. “Cum, my love. Squeeze me a little more - shit - just like that ,” he rubs your clit as he continued to fuck you into the heavens. He leaves a kiss on your lips before pulling back to see how fuck out you are because of him and he loves it so much.

With his cock buried deeper inside you, his gentle kisses on your lips, and his rough fingertips against clit made you push further into your climax with every single thrust he gives you. The knot in your stomach threatening to break any second as you feel his other other hand still remaining under your stomach this whole time.

“My King,” you moaned out as you feel his cock twitch of his formal name, “Fill me please, I want more. Give me more babies,” you whimper with tears of pleasure filling the corners of your eyes.

His cock twitched again with a deep groan coming from his chest slips from his mouth. “Yeah? My wife wants another baby after this one, huh?” his pace quickens but becomes sloppy as he’s nearing his end. His fingers continued to run a bit harder against your clit.

You nod in response to distracted go form any words that’s aren’t incoherent. “Right there,” you mumble as your eyes begin to roll back, “Kōtarō!” you squeal out his name like a prayer over and over again as you feel the knot ready to snap.

“Cum, darling,” Bo moaned, “I’m right there too.”

On command your cunt gushed all over his cock and the bedsheets while your screams were silenced by your husband’s lips against yours. Your muffled screams and his groans were heard in the hallways of the castle as his warm seed fills you up once again. Your body shook violently in his arms while his fingers continued to rub against your clit.

“Wait, Kou!” you squeal away from his lips.

“One more,” he slows down his hips as he continued to hit your g-spot, “One more, just like that, darling.”

Then you gushed out again. Your mouth hung open as your let out a silent scream while Bo watched with a cocky smirk on his face. You creamed over him as you practically cocked warm him. Your cunt continues to flutter around him as you come down from your high.

“We’ll done, my love,” he praised with a kiss on your lips as he slowly pulled out. He moves your to lay on your back as he was about to get up to clean you up but one look at your cunt dripping out his cum made his hard once again. “Fuck…m’sorry darling,” he groans before he leans down in a blink of an eye sticking his tongue inside your hole.

“Nggh!” your back arched immediately as your hands immediately tugged on his hair, “Oh my god! Kou, I can’t - shit!” you cried out feeling his tongue against the walls of your cunt. A mix of your cum and his drool out of the corners of his mouth as he literally buried his face into your pussy with a groan.

He could fell you flutter on the tip of his tongue so he continued to slurp the remnants of what he released into you earlier. He was about to lock eyes with you till he saw you plump belly blocking his view and oh how he fucking loved that. He began to pump his cock with his hand. “You taste good, love,” he groans, "you're fucking soaked." he's drunk on you, his fingers move to dig into your thighs as he buries his face deeper in your folds.

“Oh!” you gasp as you abruptly feel the knot forming again, “Kou please! S’too much,” you let out one more gasp as your thighs shook in his palms and you cunt gushed all over and in his mouth.

Bo slurps and licks every drop you offered to him before forcing himself to pull away from you with a gasp. He smiles see how swollen you gotten as he sits back onto his knees. Your blissed out eyes lock with his feral ones, his smile softens as he leans over your face to give you a chaste kiss. You both moan into the kiss letting him slide his tongue into your mouth.

You both pull away breathlessly with soft smiles on your faces. “Such a good girl,” Bo says as he nudged his nose against yours, “I’m fucking another child into as soon as you heal from birthing our son.”

You laugh as you cup his face with both your hands and give him another kiss. “Why not sooner?” you joke half joke. Bo chuckled as he got out of bed and scooped you up into his arms to take you to the bath.

“You have a royal womb, my wife. Bearing a child is a battlefield enough,” he kisses your forehead, “No need to strain yourself when we can try again when you’re ready.”

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heyhoneyybunn · 2 years

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Thinking of Bokuto and how straight forward he can be...

He’s running late, so incredibly late that a beat-down from Meian and Atsumu would be justified. But he can’t control traffic, I mean sure, he could have left a little earlier, but the little coffee shop he likes to visit only opened ten minutes ago.

As he waits in line, his limbs jittering as he waits impatiently, he can feel the phone in his pocket vibrating intensely. He closes his eyes to try to relax from the building tension when someone brushes against him. It barely moves him, but it’s unexpected nature forces his eyes open.

He’s immediately greeted with the sight of you, hair spiking in different directions as your chest heaves up and down with vigour. Your outfit is a little creased, probably from your run here.

When you look at him properly, his breath catches in his throat, the emotions hurtling around his chest are so strong it causes him to blurt out, “Wow, you’re beautiful.”

He doesn’t even realise he said it aloud, too enamoured by your beauty, you’ve quite literally snatched his breath away. He greedily devours your facial expressions, how you went from fatigued to shy in an instant.

And when he does realise, the warmth that spreads to his cheeks makes him look like a tomato, he can barely look you in the eyes without wanting the ground to swallow him whole.

But when you finally gather your thoughts and recover from the very unexpected compliment from the handsome stranger, you make the next move, asking for his number.

Bokuto obviously complies, still a bit shy, but he’s definitely glad it happened the way it did, or else he might not have your number right now <3

Notes: This was all I could think about at work someone save meeee

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bokutosmochi · 1 year

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I'M LOOKING RIGHT AT THE OTHER HALF OF ME ♡ BOKUTO KOTARO

bokuto kotaro x fem!reader

"two orders of ice cream sandwich for bokuto kotaro and anon please!"

ingredients? you and bokuto take a stroll through the park and meet two teenagers leading to a heartwarming misunderstanding.

what's it? fluff

allergen warnings? n/a

sugar level? 1.1k

regulars? @tokyometronetwork @tahonet

parlor's note? i made bokuto into the biggest animal lover here because,,, he seems like he would be one

bon appetit!

as much as msby's ace player loved volleyball, there were things about off season that he has grew to appreciate too; he could visit his junior akaashi, their batch of fukurodani graduates would hold their reunion around that time, and most importantly, he had more time to hang out with you. besides, just because it was volleyball's off season doesn't mean he couldn't play the sport he was in love with, right? you and him spent many hours of your free time playing it.

"i'm so glad you have so much more free time now, kou." you hummed, leaning your head against his bicep. you had an arm around his as the both of you strolled through tennoji park in osaka.

"me too, angel!" he beamed at you, his signature grin on his face and warming up your heart. you could feel the way he loved you through the way he looked at you alone, and the thought made your heart flutter wildly in your chest.

the park you were in was so beautiful and there were so many things you could do.

they hosted the tennoji zoo which your boyfriend was too happy to indulge in. you were worried his smile would cut through the skin of his face when he caught sight of the various animals they had.

he waved countless times at the animals they had in their animals of the african savanna zone. you noticed that he seemed to be particularly fond of the egyptian goose, the lesser flamingos, the giraffe, and the red panda. he found the spotted hyena's cackles to be contagious too.

after that section was the animals of the asian tropical rainforest zone. at first, you didn't think that you've ever seen bokuto as lively as he was looking at the animals in that section such as the egyptian rousette, the japanese raccoon dog - "oh my god, baby! look at how chunky he is!" he exclaimed, tugging at the sleeve of your shirt -, the siamang, and the brown kiwi. odd as it was, he also seemed weirdly intimidated by the lion-tailed macaque.

after that, you proceeded to the section that you thought he would be the most excited for -- the aviary zone. despite the fact that they did not have any horned owls, bokuto still had a soft spot for birds. several of the birds he liked he saw in the zoo today such as the little egret which he kept on saying hello to, the common mallard, and the chinese spot-billed duck. in the surrounding section, they also had polar bears, laughing kookaburras - which he shared a quick hoot with -, and california sea lions.

but what the real highlight of bokuto's zoo experience was going to their petting zoo. remember when you thought that bokuto has never been livelier as when he was visiting the asian tropical rainforest zone? you were wrong. he was much livelier petting and making friends with the noma horses, the long earred goats, and his personal favorite, the rabbits.

bokuto was next to vibrating when you exited the tennoji zoo. glowing and with a sparkle in his sunshine toned eyes -- it matched his personality, you thought.

"gahhh!! all the animals there were so cute! i can't wait to go to another zoo! maybe we can get a dog together too?? after all, we already live together, it's gonna be so fun!" he threw his hands up in the air. "i want a big dog! and i want it to be a rescue too so we can give the doggie a second chance!"

he looked at you with wide, hopeful eyes and tilted his head to the side "what do you think?" but before you could get a word out, you were interrupted by a fan of his.

"oh my god! bokuto kotaro of msby black jackals!"

two teenage girls ran up to the both of you wearing msby jerseys. one of them was wearing atsumu's with a skirt, and the other was wearing sakusa's with a pair of pants.

"we're such big fans of you!" the exclaimed when they stopped in front of you. "my little brother even started playing volleyball because of you! he said he wanted to be as cool as you."

bokuto thanked them for their support, and ever the great role model, offered to give the girl's brother a video message; there really was a reason why your boyfriend was always the one to be chosen by msby black jackals' pr team whenever an interview or a promotional video had to be done. everyone naturally gravitated towards him and his cheerful personality, and he's just generally very likable.

you thought that you were just going to be in the background like you always were whenever bokuto was approached by fans, but you thought wrong. "hello," they greeted you. "you and bokuto are always so cute. the way you support each other? ugh!" she squealed. the person she was with laughed at her friend's behavior. "it's true! you're literally relationship goals. i'm glad bokuto put a ring on it, you seem so sweet and genuine."

immediately, your face heated up and your eyes widened. "n-no, he hasn't put a ring on it. we're not engaged or married." you laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of your head as the two girls simultaneously went ohhhh. "well, that's just another tale of online news reporters spreading untruths, i guess." she shrugged. "i'm sorry for the misunderstanding. i hope the two of you have a good rest of your day." she bowed deeply before they both walked away.

you were about to turn to bokuto to share a laugh with him because of what just happened, when you were crushed to his chest. he gave you the type of hugs you usually received whenever you take him to the airport for an away game, or the type gives you after away games that he couldn't bring you to. his signature bokuto bear hugs. "yet." he mumbled into your hair. "i haven't put a ring on it yet, but one day, you'll be mrs. bokuto! i swear you will!"

i get: reblog

you get: owl stuffed toy

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atleastido · 2 years

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CRACKED LIPS - b.koutaro

very fluffy fluff, established relationship, pre-timeskip

The whole world seems to brighten a little when Bokuto’s eyes land on your figure, standing politely in front of the tree.

Hands entwined in front of you, a thick coat protecting your body from the sharp autumn wind, you sort of look like a child waiting for their parent to pick them up. He’s enamoured, truly, because only you could do so little yet make his heart flutter so much.

Excitement seems to spark up his body as he steps closer towards you, the sound of auburn and amber petals crunching beneath his feet with every step he takes. People are passing by—his friends, his managers, his teammates—but his focus is unwavering and you are the sole keeper of his attention. You are a star and he is the planet that orbits around your being, attracted to you with an incomprehensible force and desire.

If being in your orbit means he gets to feel like this every day, then Bokuto knows there’s no where else he’d rather be.

You must hear his footsteps, heavy and loud as he quickly makes his way towards you, the excitement too much to hold in. Your head turns in his direction, and the first proper sight of your face makes his heart skip in his chest. You must have a doll or something, controlling his heart and his feelings and himself, because Kotaro is out of control and you are the only one to blame.

But still, when you smile graciously, wide and happy without a care for anyone else, he can’t find it in himself to care about whatever power you have over him. He is happy, irrevocably so, and in love. Your teeth peek through your blush-tinted lips and your eyes squeeze together as though they are shut. He wants to shout to the world how beautiful you are, and how all of that is his, but more than that he needs to feel you in his arms.

So he starts running. Perhaps it looks a little bit strange, the pure ecstasy beaming off of his face, his arms wide and ready as he sprints closer and closer, your name leaving his lips like liquid gold.

You giggle at the sight of him and it is like velvet to his ears, your arms open wide and you let him embrace you with all of his might. Immediately after his arms wrap around your figure, he finds himself feeling better. Lighter, as though he’s walking on clouds withe the world in his hands. Pulling you closer, he can’t help but lift you off of the ground, spinning you in his arms like you are a gift he gets to show off.

The little cries and pleas of embarrassment only make him feel warm, but eventually he relents, and you return back to the ground.

Bokuto doesn’t make any effort to move away, though. He’s still just centimetres away from your face, bodies practically touching with the proximity between you both. His hands move from your waist up to your face, cupping your cheeks gently as though you are a porcelain doll in his care.

Lovestruck, you don’t bother to say anything other than a dazed, ‘Hi’, and the word sounds so sweet rolling off of your tongue he kisses your lips to capture the taste. Lips curling up, he smiles into the kiss, a little hum of delight escaping before he has the chance to stop it. But it’s unfair, you are like honey and chocolate and all things good, addictive and saccharine and he can’t be blamed for wanting more and more.

So he pulls away, looks you in your eyes, and kisses you again. His lips are rough, chapped from the transition into the colder month, but they feel like heaven against your skin and you’re in no place to tell him to stop. Your nose, cheeks, the little gap between your eyebrows. The corner of your eyes and the centre of your forehead. It’s not a sign of possession, it’s adoration, raw and unfiltered and undeniably warm and he has never felt happier a day in his life.

Reluctantly, he pulls himself back at the sound of your pained laughter, the feeling of fluttering kisses tickling you in ways that are meant for behind closed doors, where his teammates cannot see.

Large palms run their way up your face, pushing your hair back and cupping your ears. Just as he expected, theyre freezing to the touch, and he wonders if your hands are the same. Like you’ve read his mind, you bring them up and place them on top of his, and he is in awe of just how delicate you are. It’s not like you need protecting, he’s well aware of that, but with you in his hands so cold and soft he can’t help but think you’re fragile, a baby he must look after, a loved one he’ll never let go of.

“You must be freezing.” He mumbles, lips pouted and eyes round as he looks at every single inch of your face. It’s as though he’s trying to take you in, get a picture of you in his mind like he’ll never see you again, but you’re smiling because you’re you and he can’t help but smile back like a fool.

You shake your head at his comment, but your hands don’t give way, instead pressing his mellow hands closer to your ears. “It’s okay, you’re here now.” You whisper, like a bird singing on a spring morning, light and feathery and full of life.

He can’t control himself, he lifts your head up at an angle so he can reach your jaw, pressing his lips softly against the skin. You hum, and it’s so lovely, and he releases his hands so he can hold them by your sides.

As though he’s a child, he swings them side to side, squeezing gently to let you know he’s there. It’s not like you would have forgotten, not in the seconds it’s been since he was peppering kisses against anywhere he could reach, but you love it nonetheless. It’s Bokuto, it’s him, and for you there could be nothing you love more.

“Should we go?” You ask, looking in his golden eyes as he stares back down at you. For a second, you question if the weather has gotten to him, his mouth still and eyes barely moving. But all it takes is a kiss, a small and careful one against his rough lips, and he is back to life, grinning with pride as he nods almost eagerly.

Stepping to your side, pulling you back onto the path, he finally kisses the crown of your head, butterflies fluttering against his stomach walls. “Let’s.”

#★ : writings #✾ : b.koutaro #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#bokuto x you #bokuto kōtarō #bokuto kotaro fluff #hq fluff #hq x reader #hq fanfic #bokuto imagines #bokuto koutarou #bokuto x reader

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 1 year

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Being Nekoma’s Omega Manager:

Alpha Bokuto’s Crush

Alpha! Kotaro Bokuto x Omega! female manager (YN Kuroo) (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: SFW, mentions of mates but basically all fluff

A/N: ok I can explain… yeah I can’t but the idea of omega verse has been on my mind for a while and this is me exorcising that 🫠 also I’m not sure this would be classified as “traditional ABO omegaverse”. It’s my first time trying this genre so please don’t come for me 😅 I promise I’m willing to learn!

As if being an omega wasn’t hard enough, you were one of the few omegas that populated the halls of Nekoma

The school was comprised of mostly betas and alphas, including your big brother, Tetsuro Kuroo

Tetsuro was the head alpha and captain of Nekoma’s volleyball team

Tetsuro was big, strong, smart and a great leader

You were much the opposite of your brother, small, average, and rather shy

Nothing about you stood out particularly and you liked it that way

You weren’t popular but not exactly a wallflower either

You fit in with your own friends, who were compromised of mostly betas

Your smell was a pleasant, light floral- often making the atmosphere around you calm and serene

Tetsuro often described your scent like the wind blowing through a field of fresh flowers in the summer

Kenma, Tetsuro’s best friend and beta, told you that you smelled like perfume

“Umm thanks Kenma?” You’d say as he shrugged

“At least it’s a nice perfume smell!” Inuoka, another beta from the volleyball club added

While you got along well at Nekoma, you mostly hung out with your brother and the volleyball team

They had accepted you into their pack as an omega and someone they cared very much for

Yaku and Kai, both Betas, adored how small you were and how much you cared for the team

Yamamoto, another Alpha, watched you like a hawk and treated you like his own sister

You became so integrated into the team that eventually, you just naturally became their manager

“You’re always here Yn, might as well put you to work!” Coach Nekomata laughed

It worked out well for you because you were safe and you felt extremely needed within the pack

Your scent often helped calm down Kuroo and Yamamoto when they got irritated by Daishou and the Alpha’s of Nohebi

“Hey you got yourself a cute little omega I see,” Daishou said, “maybe you can let us borrow her for a while?”

Kuroo and Yamamoto both growled at the threat presented to them

Yaku and Kai told you to ignore them but your instincts told you other wise

You approached the boys, releasing a calming scent to calm them

“I’m sorry but I belong to Nekoma’s pack,” you say sweetly as you pull the two dumb alphas with you

While you loved your pack, you had yet to become attached to anyone in particular

Your inner omega hadn’t been stirred up by anyone at the school or at any of the teams practice matches

A lot of your fellow omegas were bonded to alpha’s already and sometimes, you felt lonely, desiring your own alpha

Your brother told you to be patient, that your day could come

You knew he wasn’t too excited for you to find a mate, wanting to keep you safe and protected within his pack for as long as he could

However, that would change when Nekoma’s training camps started

You were nervous but excited for everything new

Kuroo had told you that you would be the only Omega at the camp as the teams were comprised of Betas and Alphas, including the managers

You knew you’d get along with the managers no matter what, having met Karasuno manager before

When the teams arrived, you stood next to Kuroo, hiding slightly behind him

They had all been very pleasant to you, greeting you kindly

A large bus arrived, commotion stirring from it as soon as the doors opened

“Bokuto you need to chill out,” a voice sounded as you watched a very large man bounce off the bus

“Akaashi, you know how excited he gets when it comes to training camp,” one of the managers said as she followed the bouncy man

You watched as the black and silver haired man stood by the bus, the rest of the team piling off

You couldn’t see his face but his presence made the atmosphere shift around you

The wind was blowing a little strong, you hair flowing around your face as you pulled it from your mouth

Bokuto stopped, frozen as he smelt the air, his lungs expanding as he took in the beautiful scent

His body reacted before he had a chance to think, urging him to find the source of the pretty smell

He turned, his eyes lading directly on you as you stood slightly behind your brother

You were so tiny and meek, it drove him to the brink

He had never felt this way about another person, let alone an omega

He let the scent of you wash over him as his body carried him towards you

“Bokuto where the heck are you going?” Akaashi said as he made his way over, eyes fixed at on you

Kuroo watched as Bokuto approached, shifting in front of you as a low growl sounded from his throat

The growl from his friend and rival sent Bokuto into protective mode, his scent immediately changing as he bared his teeth

Akaashi came next to Kenma as they both watched , Kuroo standing his ground as Bokuto began to stare him down

The teams knew not to get involved when two alphas met toe to toe

Not only because a fight would surely ensue but also because they noted your presence close to the scene and didn’t want you to get hurt

“Omega,” Bokuto said, a low growl sounding from him as his piercing hazel eyes locked on yours, pupils dilated , “mine.”

You stiffened, as you took in Bokuto’s scent of warm, fresh cotton

You body began to heat up as you felt a soft whimper escape you lips

A whine that called to him, telling him that you found him just as attractive as he found you

What the heck were you doing? You body was acting on its own accord as the tall alpha loomed in front of you

You peered around your bother who was locked in a heated glare with Bokuto

You hadn’t seen Kuroo this angry in a while, not even Daishou’s annoying comments stirred this much emotion

You snapped from your haze, pumping calming pheromones into the air to defuse the tension between the two alphas

You could sense the tension dissipate, as your brother and Bokuto both calmed down, Bokuto’s eyes returning to normal

Bokuto looked from your brother to you, his face relaxing as he calmed down

“Who is this Kuroo?” He asked, still staring at you

“My sister and Nekoma’s manager now back off!” Kuroo growled

“Tetsuro its ok,” you said softly as your brothers head snapped to you

“I’m YN, it’s nice to meet you,” you said, a soft smile appearing on your face

“I’m Kōtarō Bokuto, it’s a pleasure,” he said, still staring at you

Kuroo was getting annoyed at how Bokuto was staring at you and what was with him calling you his earlier?

Kuroo could sense the change in Bokuto’s behavior and he didn’t like it one bit

He knew the alpha was interested in you, his scent reeking of possessiveness

Thankfully, Yaku and Kai came to the rescue

“Come on YN, we have to finish setting up the gym,” Yaku interrupted, sensing the tension forming and wanting to remove you from the situation

Yaku and Kai both knew things could escalate quickly and didn’t want to risk you getting hurt

“Oh of course!” You said, running to meet up with Yaku and waving to Bokuto

Bokuto watched as you left, your scent hitting him smack in the face once again

“Stay away from my sister Bokuto,” Kuroo growled as Bokuto smirked

Yeah there was no way in hell that was going to happen

As the training camp progressed, you felt not only the eyes of your team on you but the eyes of Bokuto as well

He watched you every spare second he could, his eyes finding you in every setting on the gym

“Looks like we won’t need much encourgement today,” Yukie said to Akaashi who nodded, watching Bokuto as he watched you

“I’ve never seen him like this before, do you really think-” Washio said as Akaashi nodded

“I’m not 100% for sure, but I think so,” he said, still watching as Bokuto’s eyes lit up at the sound of your laugh

He hated how close the betas of your pack were standing to you

Kenma and Inuka all but on top of you

His inner alpha yelled at him to stop them, halt them from getting any closer to what was his

He released a low growl, heard by Akaashi as he tried observed you

“Bokuto, we should get to practicing,” Akaashi said as Bokuto snarled

“Yeah, I need to hit something. I’m pissed off,” he barked

You stiffened, hearing the snarl permeat your ears from across the court

Bokuto was fuming as he slammed spike after spike into the other side of the court

“Hey Yn, can you fill up our water bottles please?” Kai asked as you chirped in surprise, Bokuto stopping when he heard you

“Oh yeah, I’m sorry, I was just zoned out! I’ll get right on it!” You said, grabbing the crates and hoisting them into your arms

“Hey can I help you with those?” Bokuto said, approaching you as you carried your teams water bottles to the fountain

“Oh no I’m ok! I don’t want to interrupt your practice!” You say, smiling back

“It’s ok, I’m on a break! And those look really heavy,” he says, extending his hand as you blush and hand him the bottles

You walk to the fountain and began filling up the bottles, Bokuto standing close by you

“Thanks so much Bokuto,” you say

“Please call me Kotaro,” he responds as you nod

“Kotaro it is then!” You giggle as Bokuto’s chest fills with pride at your name rolling from your mouth

“You are really pretty Yn and your scent is beautiful,” Bokuto bluntly stated as you felt your face heat up

“Umm thanks Ko, Kenma says it smells like perfume,” you say shyly

“Well it’s the best perfume I’ve ever smelt before,” he said as you felt your body heat, his scent becoming strong as you talked

You talk a little as you fill water bottles when suddenly the foul stench of anger fills the hallway

“BOKUTO!” Kuroo shouts as you chirp suddenly, eyes widening

Bokuto responds to you, his instinct to protect your from anyone and anything stronger than ever

He stands in front of you, arms crossed as you peer out from behind his hulking form.

“I thought I told you to leave my sister alone!” He barked as Bokuto growled back, his stench reeking of possessiveness

“I’m only helping her and stop being so protective of her Kuroo!” Bokuto snarled out the command as you stiffened

“She’s an unmarked omega Bokuto and she’s my baby sister so no, I will not back down!” Kuroo says as your eyes widen at the realization that both men are getting extremely angry

The smells mixed together and assaulted your nose as you tried your best to stay calm

“I would never hurt her Kuroo! I think you already know what I want,” Bokuto snarls as Kuroo’s eyes flame with anger

You try pumping your scent into the air as the men’s eyes dead lock on each other, eyes blown wide as you try desperately to calm them down

Unfortunately for you, it’s not working

“Whoa hey what’s going on here?” Yaku says, coming out into the hallway with Akaashi, Kenma and Kai

“Kuroo calm down,” Kai says as Kuroo’s vision snaps to Kai

“Back off! This is between Bokuto and me,” Kuroo shouted

Driven by your instincts, you do the only thing you can and begin scenting Bokuto

You had never scented anyone before, not even your own pack mates

Usually your calming scent filling the air was enough to chill the mood but your instincts drove you to do more

Your wrist rubs up and down his arms, as you see his form relax, his eyes shifting to you

Kuroo’s eyes turned towards you as he watched your eyes lock with Bokuto’s

He knew what this meant, and while he wasn’t happy about it, he could tell you wanted this

“Kotaro, it’s ok. Tetsuro is just looking out for me. He knows how dangerous it is being an unclaimed omega,” you say

“I want to be your Alpha Yn,” Bokuto says suddenly as your eyes widen

Akaashi palms his face knowing perfectly well that the customs of courting an Omega

“Bokuto, you are suppose to ask her with a gift you know,” Akaashi says, as you smile

“Oh right, uhh, hold on!” Bokuto says, ripping off his practice jersey as well as his T-shirt

“Here you go Yn,” he says, handing you his T-shirt

Even Kuroo is like “really YN? This is what you want?”

You accept the T-shirt, holding it up to your nose as the scent of Kotaro, the scent YOUR Alpha wafts through your nose

“I love it Kotaro and yes, I’d love to court you,” you say as he smiles

“Well HEY HEY HEY!” He screams, lifting you into the air and spinning you around

Kuroo stands there, his arms crossed as he just shakes his head

“You sure you want this Yn?” He asks as you nod

“Honestly this was the cutest courtship proposal I’ve ever seen,” Yaku says, wiping a tear from his eyes

“Akkaaaasshiiii we are going to have to make room for Yn on the bus!” Bokuto says as you smile, shaking your head

“Bokuto YN isn’t coming with you,” Kuroo notes

Bokuto’s eyes widen as he looks to you as he deflated, hair and all

“Sorry Kotaro, I can’t just transfer schools! But I can come visit you on weekends and we can FaceTime everyday until we can see each other?” You say as your alpha perks up and smiles

“Come on YN, I gotta show you all my skills while we are together! I need to prove that you have the bestest Alpha around!” Bokuto says, dragging you back to the gym as you giggled

“Well it finally happened,” Kenma said, walking back with Akaashi

Akaashi just smiled, knowing that, for a while at least, he wouldn’t have to worry about Bokuto’s emo modes for a while

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rae-is-typing · 2 years

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In Which He Accidentally Confesses || Bokuto, Akaashi

Notes: huge thanks to @millenialfanfictionaddiction for proof reading!!

Description: he accidentally confesses his feelings

Warnings: bokuto is an anxious baby, akaashi is embarrassed

Image count: 6

Masterlist

Bokuto Koutarou

Akaashi Keiji

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bokubear · 2 years

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THE HQ BOYS FORGET ABOUT YOUR DATE

featuring ; matsukawa issei, kuroo tetsuro, bokuto kotarou, akaashi keiji

warnings ; slight angst/hurt, eventual comfort, crying

notes ; it’s been a while since i updated you guys, think of this as my check in. i hope you’re all doing well !

MATTSUN experienced that uncomfortable feeling of dread filling his senses at around six thirty, approximately an entire hour late from your scheduled dinner date. the restaurant he picked out, the outfit you had bought specifically for this rare occasion. wasted. yet he didn’t realize until he happened to open his messages, your pinned number causing him to leap from the loveseat in terror. he messed up big time. your beautiful face crumbling with sadness sent him dizzy in distress. the frazzled man disregarding his usual belongings to run to the place, evening lights twinkling with the dimmed lighting; elevating the romantic atmosphere. “baby i’m so so-“ however, the apology was cut off when you shoved past him—soft sniffles heard. “if you have time to apologize, you surely had time to show up.” you hissed, not sparing a single glance at issei. after that, he trailed behind you on the way home—downcast. the sounds of your crying haunting him from the living room. he was giving you space, but this was killing him. “i made your favorite dish, come out so we can talk-“ once again, the words frothing in his throat dissolved upon impact. your face hidden in his t-shirt. “you jerk, don’t you ever do that again or i will not hesitate to cut off your hands and feet.” he stood in stunned silence. “alright then, am i forgiven ?” — “not a chance.”

KUROO was fully immersed in his job, and you couldn’t be happier for him. except for the portion which required him to be away for long periods of time. apparently, the at-home movie date was long forgotten. because tetsuro was a no show. the thought of calling him left your lip quivering. this could possibly be one of the only times you get to see him this week and your patience and resilience was running thin. finger pressing the call, listening to the dial tone with absolute silence—emotions in an overflow. but the anger bubbling quickly dissipated when the fluid and ear numbing voice was heard. his. “..how could you forget ?” your voice cracked, crucially unhelpful. “that’s it ! tonight was the movie night wasn’t it ?” he bit his lip, guilt eating his heart alive. “it was.” you finished, hands shaking as you held the phone—struggling to keep it together. “it’s okay kitten, i hear you, i can’t even explain how sorry i am, let it out i’m here.” he hushed, easing your choked sobs. he stayed on the phone with you all the way to the door, enveloping you in his arms while gently rubbing your back. “how about my neighbor totoro ?” you gasped in air. “that sounds okay.” he smiled weakly, kissing your lips. “anything for you.”

BOKUTO grinned form ear to ear, this smile was most definitely not as large as it was when gazing at you—but impressive in the least. his power was phenomenal and this practice was proving simple. kotarou’s gained skill over the years bringing him to this moment. he was obsessed. although no matter how deeply he adores volleyball, you took first. today though the ace was fully charged. mind straying from the picnic date set up forty minutes ago. “that one was the best !” he shouted with glee, fists clenching pridefully. his mini celebration cut short at the gym doors being opened. there you stood, gorgeous as ever in your newly purchased sun-dress. “how’d the practice go ?” you quietly exclaimed, eyes saddened. automatically he ran to you, noting the picnic basket in your hands. “sweets i forgot i’m sorry honey i—“ the look on your face unreadable. “can we start this day over ?” he mumbled, fiddling with his fingers. “just take me on a date you oaf, and if you forget next time i’m not going to your next game.” he brightened first, then paled at the later add in. “that’s easy peasy then.” he smirked triumphantly, hands on his hips. “mhm i bet it is.” you hummed, brows lifted in amusement. ‘honey.’ you haven’t heard that one before.

AKAASHI is a busy man. from filing reports to his editing career, his life at the moment is an endless loophole of assignment after assignment. spacing out hardly any time given to spend with you. today was a breakfast day. a day he reserved especially for you, only for you. to go out and eat early and to return to your comfy abode to lay in bed, simply conversing. nevertheless, his internal alarm clock filtered on his job, waking up beside you to leave a peck on your forehead before walking to the subway station. regular routine. funny enough, this one was a close call. a very close call. seated in his office chair, your text affirmed on the screen. ‘where are you ?’ the memories drowning keiji in a huge tsunami. recollections of yesterdays excitement crashing into him. ‘went to the store, hang tight love.’ and just as fast as he’d entered the building he exited. with the small white lie discarded. déjà vu passing by at the familiar bedrooms entities. “you weren’t actually at the store we’re you ?” surveying his coat with a sleepy smile gracing your angelic face. “no, but i’m here now.” he puckered, glancing away from embarrassment. “close call.” he hovered above you, breathy kisses devouring your neck. “but i made it.” you chuckled, his lips tickling your jaw. “that you did.”

-maak

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reifukuro · 2 years

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Bokuto from my sketchbook bc i really love him so much

#bokuto fanart #haikyuu bokuto #illustration #fanart #haikyuu!!#haikyuu fanart #anime #manga #bokuto fluff #bokuto koutarou #bokuto kotaro fluff #sketch #sketchbook

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ramblings-of-a-hopeful-heart · 2 years

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ℂ𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕄𝕖 𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕌𝕤𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝔻𝕠 (𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗)

Bokuto Kotaro x Reader

Haikyuu!!!

Tags: Uhhh...none? Kissing? This was honestly pure fluff sooo...

*Your hubby comes home after an exhausting day. Nuzzling against you, all he wants to talk to you, hear you, be with you...But you decided to try a little trend with him.*

Feel free to request, my lubs. <3

A/N: This was based off of that trend "call your boyfriend by his name instead of a pet name." I was feeling a little bit of fluff so I wrote a quick one. Enjoy!!!

I also plan on doing something somewhat similar with Tsukki, Iwaizumi, and Yamaguchi but if you guys want to add a character, feel free to request.

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

~*~*~*~

Bokuto Kotaro is an absolute sucker for the pet names you call him.

Baby, babe, love, darling, etc. anything goes. He loves them all.

He gets that fluttery feeling in his chest with that giddy smile whenever he hears you call him by a pet name.

And so one day, scrolling through your phone, you happened to see the trending videos...

"Ughh," He groaned, plopping down next to you on the couch; his head tilted against your shoulder. "I'm exhausted babe. My muscles feel sore. I think I overdid it again."

"You should take a warm shower," you mumbled, eyes still glued to the phone in your hand.

You felt his body tense, not even by mentioning his name, but purely due to overall lack of your usual calls for him...But he let it go, pushed it to the back of his mind.

"O...kay," he mumbled, fingers tracing imaginary shapes against your palm, fiddling with your free hand. "Let's order in for dinner. What do you want baby?"

"Whatever you want."

He flinched again. This time you could feel the pout tug at his lips as he shifted his head a bit to look up at you.

"Baby..." he whispered, his breath tickling at your jaw. "Baby, are you mad at me?"

"Why would I be mad, Kotaro?"

And that's when he shot up, eyes wide, staring at you incredulously.

"K-Kotaro?" He stammered, his hand now squeezing yours. "W-Why?"

"Is that not your name, Kota-"

"NoOoOo," he pouted, not daring to hear it again, bringing your hand to his lips. "Baby...do you...not love me anymore?"

Now it was your turn to stare at him in disbelief.

"What?" You turned to face him, smiling gently. "Of course, I love you...Kotaro..."

"Stoooppp." His head drooped, then tilted up to look at you with those puppy dog eyes. "I'm Kotaro to everyone else...but I'm 'baby, babe-"

He leaned in, planting a soft kiss as he mumbled against your lips.

"-darling, sweetheart-"

You felt him smile against you when your hand reached up to cup his face; his gentle lips still ghosting against yours.

"-honey, hubby only to you."

Hand gripping the back of the couch, he pushed himself up slightly, leaning over you, using his weight to push you down on the couch, until he hovered above your laying form.

"So...baby" He kissed at your neck, every word he uttered tickled at your skin. "Look at me when you talk to me. And-"

His mouth was on yours again, a bit harsher than before, but still with its usual tenderness. He brought your intertwined hand up to his face, nuzzling his cheek against your palm.

"Call me like you usually do, hm?" His boyish grin sent warmth burning at your chest, loving the gentle way he smiled at you.

You giggled up at him, wrapping your arms around his shoulder, bringing his body closer to yours.

"Of course, baby." You smiled against his kiss, relishing in the warmth of your husband's body. "I'm sorry I made you worry."

~*~*~*~

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

#haikyū!!#haikyuu!!#haikyu x reader #haikyuu #bokuto kotaro fluff #bokuto koutarou #bokuto kotaro x reader #bokuto kotaro x you #haikyuu bokuto #haikyuu!!!#bokuto hq #bokuto x y/n #roahh bokuto #roahh Haikyuu #roahh

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soranihimawari · 2 years

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Candle

Pairing: university&timeskip!bokuto x reader

Word Count: 1.7K

Rating: BKF [bokuto kotaro fluff]// strangers->lovers

Warnings: mentions of academic stress// love at second glance(?)//

In an apartment not too far away from the city center, there sits a small package atop a table. It seems like the package had been abandoned earlier by the tenants hours ago, yet the thought is still there, a kindness lingering. On the surrounding walls, there were photographs indicating the milestones in the life of the tennant. Within one such photograph is one of a team from several years prior dressed in an ivory and noir uniform, bright smiles on everyone’s faces. The brightest one was that of the person in the middle, whose attention seemed to have been drawn beyond the lens of the camera. A little further toward the entrance of the abode, there is another frame sitting atop a bookshelf by the house phone. It is a university graduation photo and the graduate is seen holding a celebratory bouquet alongside two young women who share several features, like the family’s infectious grin, and the older couple standing to either side look at their grown children.

As time moves ever forward, so does the life of the tenant inhabiting the space. There are allusions of a lustrous career in the sport he is so passionate about. A calendar with written schedules outlining the practices and training regiments gearing up for the next away game. Surely, the apartment seems empty, however there have been several signs of friends and old colleagues stopping by– from parties, holiday celebrations, professional signings, and even dates. Like now, this apartment, this home, is where you find yourself leaving behind a bag with a boxed up cake several hours ago on a crisp autumn day.

Time plays into fate’s hands as one of your parents would say. The door is closed behind you, and you begin your walk to the restaurant not too far away. You’re on your way to a celebratory dinner for an old acquaintance.

“Well, he no longer is an acquaintance,” you murmur to yourself. A short lived chuckle escapes your lips.

Several years ago, in your youth, you found yourself walking past the gym of your high school. It was a few weeks before the beginning of the intramural matches for a majority of the sports clubs. You received a text from a classmate who was an avid fan of one such club asking you to join her in the small crowd gathering by the entrance of the gym. When asked what for, all you were told was your classmate wanted to show their support for the upcoming season.

“So you texted me to come here because the boys volleyball club is having their photo taken?” you playfully nudge your classmate.

“Mmhm,” she nods.

You cross your arms over your chest, shaking your head, lightly scolding her to use her time more wisely. She replies with simple facts that you had missed, like how the second year setter is getting better at keeping the ball off the ground or how the middle blockers are becoming much stronger in groups of two or three depending on how the play dictates the next point. Unbeknownst to you, it seems that beyond the entrance, one member of the team seemed to have his eyes drawn toward where you were. It doesn’t take very long for other members of the team to notice how one of their star players began to become a bit distracted. Regardless, when their coach makes the decision to cut practice a little short so the photographers can take the necessary pictures. You’re still conversing with your classmate and her subsequent response makes you laugh and from the perspective of where a certain player was sitting, you were the most enchanting person he has yet to meet.

Then, there was that one time you noticed him years later at the cafe close to where your part time job was located. You couldn’t remember his name for the life of you, but you wish your former classmate was with you, however there was no time like the present, as the saying goes. In your mind, you were checking out the athlete, muscles hidden beneath the confines of a well-loved hoodie, paired with what seemed to be (not-so-recently) washed sweatpants, thus ticking off the signs of burnout in your head. You must have forgotten about finals week since your classes still have about two weeks before that internal stressful time. Thankfully, you were given the day off, and when the cashier takes your order, you choose to approach the table where he sat with an air of caution. You see his hands pulling at his hair, the open notes with highlighted words and workbooks with spines crinkled through showing how dedicated he was. He was probably one more practice problem away from reaching the breaking point, so you approach him with a friendly overtone.

“Excuse me,” your voice is a bit firmer than you would have liked, yet it does snap the college student out of his hyperfocus zone. “But I don’t think this goes here.”

“Huh?” he asks, baffled at the page and at the disembodied voice.

Taking up a pen from the plethora scattered between the workbook and his own notebook, you begin with practice problem number thirty-one. You explain as calmly as you can the process in which you arrive at the answer. You try not to pay too much attention to the way this stranger stares in wonder at you; were you an angel or another celestial being encapsulated with the gift of knowledge? Perhaps, when this lesson is over, the student and you will part ways only to circle back to meet each other.

The ambiance sounds in the cafe fade into the background only to be broken by the call of your name. You wrap up your lesson with a quick, dropping the pen atop the open page, “Good luck on your exams. I’m sure you’ll do great.”

“Uh, thanks. You too.”

You walk to pick up your order and when you turn around to wave, you’re appreciative of the way the student’s tense shoulders relax when he leans back into his chair. He reminds you of someone your old classmate might have been obsessed with in high school, but more importantly, he reminds you of yourself. Moreover, after he watches you leave the cafe, his eyes scan over the page and he laughs a bit at the text you left behind:

〖#31 (ENG3400|| ANALOGIES):

PALTRY : SIGNIFICANCE ::

A. redundant : discussion

B. austere : landscape

C. opulent : wealth

D. oblique : familiarity

E. banal : originality

Paltry is defined as small or meager; significance is defined as the quality of being worthy of attention.

Hence, the correct answer for this analogy problem is E since banal means to be lacking in originality as to be obvious or boring and originality is defined as being able to think independently and creatively in English.

Hope this makes sense. :) See ya around…and between you and me, don't forget to take a break (try the hot Apple cider! It’s really good! ^-^). You don’t know what you might miss. 〗

The months thereafter are filled with hopeful run-ins at the convenience stores for late night snacks; trips to the local arcade to blow off some steam; and finally when the holidays begin to be advertised, you find yourself sitting across your fellow-student-in-arms at a diner half-way across town. He learns these intricate details about you like the one time you were ten and your cousin convinces you to a test of courage (staying in your grandparent’s attic overnight because there was a rumor that you could get a rare candy); he is all-in when he listens to you retell this story. Upon exchanging stories with him, you listen about how he fell into volleyball thanks to his older sisters’ influences. He had the support of everyone around him along with succeeding and being scouted in his third year of middle school before he was recruited to his high school; you heard how his best friend from high school went on to become captain like himself.

“What school did you graduate from again?” you inquire with a tilt of your head to the side. You don’t want to be wrong, but your heart finally catches up to your brain; you remember your former classmate dragging you to several home volleyball games to show support for the team; you help her set up her confession to one of the members of the team later that year before nationals.

All the while, across from you, the way your companion currently stares at you makes you believe he is going through the same recognition processes. He doesn’t want to be wrong, he knows his best friend and former setter reminds him everyday to not be too naive; his sisters had inquired about his love life prior and during his years, even now when he’s just about to enter the professional league.

“We went there together,” he says, scratching his cheek before resting his arm back on the table.

“We did, huh,” you confirm. It is followed by a short melodious laugh before you continue. “It’s a shame Akaashi-kun and Nori-chan aren’t here to see this.”

“Yeah, I suppose you’re right.”

He extends his hand toward you to shake. You gladly accept it formerly introducing yourselves to one another:

“Bokuto, Kotaro. Just an ace.”

“Ln, Yn. Nice to see you again.”

His hold on your hand is kind and warm, which is reflected in the photos he hung up in his first apartment post-college. There is an unspoken understanding between you both as you stand at the precipice of a new endeavor.

“What a funny memory,” you say as you shake your head, rounding the entrance of the restaurant.

You find yourself biting your lip in a coy manner reminiscing about the dates that came after that initial one; you recall your former classmate, now close friend, asking you to spill the details when you came home. You laugh into the receiver saying how small the world really is and she sheds some light on the day she texted you to meet her at the practice gym all those years ago. You straighten your posture as you see through the window the guys you’ve come to know personally as your partner’s teammates and friends; you hear muted laughter and boisterous variations of ‘happy birthday’ and ‘cheers.’

As the door chimes rattle when you open the door, the familiar scent of good food and boisterous greetings fill the air, you smile brightly. You’re handed a bottle of apple cider as your ears pick up the birthday celebrant’s voice. He is retelling the story of how he first saw you outside those old gym doors, while you took a sip of your beverage. Just like before, you’re pulled toward him enigmatically moving yourself close to where he is. He whispers his greeting into your hair like this morning. You feel his arm wrap around your waist and when you lean against him a comforting smile reaches up to his eyes, you figure the candles and cake can wait.

#sora scribbles 2022 #sora after hours #bokuto x reader #bokuto kotaro fluff #🌻— flying around collecting pollen—queue #haikyuu x reader

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