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ushiwhacka · 1 year

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time skip! bokuto kōtarō + fem! reader | mdni | 439 words | established relationship, oral (f! receiving), fingering, overstimulation, this is what i think about in meetings <3

wearing gym tights around bokuto is always a risk. sometimes all you get is a harsh smack on your ass, the soft flesh jiggling under the force of his large hand, leaving a stinging print on your skin.

but more often, you end up bent over the nearest surface, his cock fucking into your cervix and your ass squeezed raw and marked by his grabby, impatient hands. or with his tongue dipping inside you, exploring every crevice between your legs.

right now that surface is the couch. he only needs a few seconds before your head is pressed in the cushions, back arched so perfectly beneath the weight of his arms, and your pussy nice and bare and ready for him. tights pulled down your thighs, the fat of them spilling over the waistband where it digs into your body, bokuto buries his face between your legs with a whine.

you feel a flash of embarrassment at the obscene slurping sounds spilling from deep within his chest as he makes out with your twitching cunt. his thumbs push into your skin, spreading you open before he kisses your tiny hole. “s’ pretty, my cute little pussy.” and you can feel how breathless, how choked up he is. “taste so good.”

his tongue dips between your folds, sweet and sticky like honey over it, and little strangled whines pour from your lips. and he’s so messy, half of his face covered in your slick, barely even breathing. he backs away for a moment but only to look at how you clench over nothing. “you’re perfect.” dipping his thumb inside you as he taps his fingers on the soft flesh of your pussy.

then he licks a slow strip from your clit up to your entrance. soft whines turn into wailing as he roughly moves his flat tongue up and down over your clit, over and over and over again. your hips are bucking into his face. then away. it’s too much. but it feels so good. you want it all and you want to get away. but his arms wrap around you, strong enough to hold you nice and still and open as his lips wrap around your clit.

the thoughts seep out of your brain until you’re limp and pliant, sinking deeper into the sofa. your swollen cunt gushing. and bokuto is there to collect it all, feel you drip on his tongue and down his throat, demanding more and more and more and more until your cheeks are stained with tears and your pussy aches for release. and he still hasn’t had enough.

“jus’ one more, baby. one more.”

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teamatsumu · 6 months

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kinktober 2023 -> day 20

scratching - bokuto koutaro x reader

word count: 750

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In his first week of joining MSBY, Hinata received the shock of his life when he first saw Bokuto shirtless in the locker room.

“Bokuto-san!” He had gasped, eyes widening when they fell on his senpai’s back. Red scratches lined the wide expanse of skin, some long and thin, some short and choppy, scattered between them were small, crescent shaped markings that looked an awful lot like nails digging into skin. Bokuto had turned around at the sound of his name, staring curiously at Hinata until the boy had gestured to Bokuto’s marred back questioningly. He laughed.

Bokuto was a beast on the court. So he didn’t understand why people were surprised that he was a beast in bed too. Nothing about him was subtle, so of course, the remnants of his sex life lived on his skin proudly, and he had no desire to hide them. After Hinata got over his initial shock, he realized how on-brand this actually was. Bokuto was an intense person, loud and proud, and he met the same standards in all areas of his life. All of them.

So when Bokuto fucked you into the mattress, pounded his cock into your little hole, he didn’t protest against your body’s reactions, didn’t mind when you screamed and arched, arms wrapping around him and nails digging deep into his skin. He welcomed it, reveled in the pricking and burning on his back when you dragged your fingers over it, crying into his ear about how good it felt, how you had missed his cock filling you up the way it was right now. He would watch your teary eyes and flushed face, feeling the last vestiges of his control slip away at how pathetic and whiny you looked, reduced into a mess because of him.

Your feet would kick out, twitching and trembling when he found that one glorious spot deep inside you, the tip of his dick hitting it again and again, hips smacking into you with purpose. One of his hands would reach for the headboard, holding himself steady as he lost himself to the feeling of your tight, fluttering walls, squeezing so gloriously around his shaft that it only made him go faster, thrust harder, hearing you squeal and arch until your breasts pressed to his bare torso, and your nails dug deep, likely drawing blood, little swipes of your hands as you came around his dick, crying at how good he made you feel.

There was a sharp, sharp sting that came with your nails. When you would first dig them into Bokuto’s back, he didn’t feel much, but as time passed and Bokuto kept thrusting into you, he would feel a thin burn, tracks of it shooting their way down his back until they made him tense up, and all the blood rushed to his cock. The pain would muddle his brain so gloriously it made him feral. And all he could think of was filling your begging, weeping cunt full of his cum.

The snug, wet warmth of your pussy, combined with the tingling fire on his back, was what made him empty his load into you, eyes rolling up as his hips stuttered, smacking his hips into you one last time before he came deep inside, feeling as if his very soul was being sucked out of him and into the welcoming embrace of your greedy cunt. It was enough to make Bokuto black out for a moment, so lightheaded that, for a split second, he would forget his own name.

He wouldn’t even register the aftereffects of your passionate activities until he heard your horrified gasp behind him in the shower.

“Kou, your back!” Your eyes wide with guilt, one hand covering your mouth in shock. Bokuto would blink in confusion as you fussed over him, not understanding what the big deal was. So you had scratched him up while having sex, what was the problem here? It felt good when you did it, and it still felt good afterward. He could feel the sting whenever he moved, a reminder of his bedroom activities, a huge boost to his ever-hungry ego. And when he would try to explain it to you, proudly yet childishly calling them ‘battle scars’, you would huff out a worried laugh, only backing down when he reassured you over and over again that he liked it, loved it, in fact. Would proudly carry the signs of your pleasure on his back. Would be willing to show everyone how good he made his girl feel.

The entire volleyball team already knew, and if some paparazzi were to conveniently catch him shirtless at any time, the whole world would know too. And Bokuto had no problem with that.

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khrysomallos · 7 months

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i saw a tiktok today comparing possessive vs protective boyfriends and it got me thinking something about a protective bokuto and mmmmmm

when people first meet bokuto, they typically peg him as the “golden retriever” boyfriend (don’t get me wrong he totally is). but he’s much smarter than people give him credit for. so much smarter.

bokuto is confident in himself, he’s confident in his relationship (unless in one of his moods.. ya know) and he trusts you whole heartedly.

you’re out at a bar with a group of people, a mix of your friends and bokuto’s. you’re at the bar getting some drinks for the table when someone slides onto the stool beside you. the stranger looks you up and down and begins a conversation. “haven’t seen you around here before, where you from?”

you answer, as it’s not in your nature to be inherently rude. “i’m visiting a friend,” you smile politely and look to the person beside you. a tall man, with a fairly slender build. his hair is neatly swept to the side.

“from out of town then? let me treat you to some home town hospitality then,” as he flags down the bar tender.

you shake your head, telling the man that you’ve already ordered a few drinks for you and your friends. he pushes on, insisting he gets you a drink - which in turn ends up being a shot. he pushes the shot glass towards you, his snake like eyes narrowing as he sticks his tongue out to tease you. you’re frustrated he isn’t catching onto your polite rejections.

“c’mon pretty, let loose and have some fun.”

you shake your head, “thank you for the offer, but i’m here celebrating my friend tonight. i’m flattered but i’m not interested, really.”

it’s as if this much more blatant rejection eggs the man on more.

bokuto, from across the bar, sits silently as he watches the interaction. he’s leaned back in his chair, slowly stirring his straw around his cup. he’s well aware of how good you look tonight, and he’s well aware of the fact that everyone checks you out as you walk by. it gives him a boost of pride knowing you’re going home with him. they can look all they want.

his eyes assessed every shift in your body language. he sees your eyebrows furrow, the way you’re leaned away from the man. how you take slow controlled breaths to regulate your frustration, he knows that to be a tell from your years together.

kuroo leans towards him, “aren’t ya gonna go over there?” and points his head in the direction of the bar.

bokuto shakes his head, “they’re more than capable of handling themselves. i don’t need to do anything,” he lets out a long breath himself.

kuroo’s eyebrows raise, “you’re better than me. if kenma was getting hit on infront of me, i would be sliding in to introduce myself.” he chuckles to himself and nudges kenma, who just snorts.

“he can try but they’ll rip a strip off him if they need too,” bokuto continues to watch the interaction between you and the stranger. the man presses on, pushing the drink towards you and waving to the bartender again even though you’ve turned down the drink. bokuto never worries in these situations, he knows you can handle yourself, and he would never want to overstep a boundary of you taking care of something.

so he waits. he watches.

his jaw tightens as he watches the next interaction. he sees the man place his hand on your lower back. his eyes darken, he could care less about this stranger. what bothers bokuto, what makes his eyes narrow, is the way you flinch and move away from the touch, how you push out your hand, hitting the man’s chest to create space between the two of you. you begin to say something, pointing your finger at him like you’re about to lecture him. but then man doesn’t respect the space, moving closer and leaning down to speak into your ear. bokuto’s hand tightens around his glass.

he waits. he watches. he assesses.

you take a step back, and that’s when you give the man a shove with both hands. bokuto smirks.

the man shakes his head in disbelieve, and begins saying something. you finally look over to your boyfriend, with tight lips and pleading eyes. your face says everything it needs too. a silent call from across the room.

bokuto would never step in by taking over something you were dealing with. he knows you’re more than capable. he also knows there are times when you’re just too overwhelmed and need help. those are times where he’ll step in, only when you ask.

bokuto throws back the rest of his drink before excusing himself from the table.

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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

WC: ~2k

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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veraghost · 2 years

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tag teamed! ❤️‍🔥

𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘢𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘺𝘶𝘶 𝘥𝘶𝘰𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 pt. 2

featuring: f!reader, kuroo + kenma, bokuto + akaashi, ushijima + tendou

cw: sub!reader, voyuerism, fingering, dumbification, penatrative sex, online sex?, male masturbation (tendou), creampies, overstimulation, double cerampie?, multiple rounds, praise, if i’ve missed any please let me know

nsfw under the cut, please have ur age in ur bio or i will block you. 18+

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“baby?” you ask kenma quietly, hoping he hears you through his headphones. when he pulls his headset off, he quickly nods to you, a silent “what’s up” to you. when you explain to him that you miss his company, he pats his lap, and soon enough your straddling his lap, face nuzzled into his neck. but when your this close to him, feeling the heat radiating off his body, you start to become a little horny.

squirming around in his lap, he looks at you sternly - you’re distracting him from his game. you apologize before finding a comfortable position, right on his dick. he notices your issue almost immediately, and pushes a hand into your panties, playing with your clit.

little do you know that he’s not playing alone, and kuroo and hear your little pants and moans through kenma’s headset, and he can’t help but get off with you. kenma stays quiet while you both find pleasure, enjoying the fact that even after all these years - kuroo is still crushing on his perfect girlfriend. when kenma realizes you’re close, he puts his headphones on your ears, letting you hear how good you make kuroo feel.

you’ve never cum so hard in your life.

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“fuck, ‘kaashi she feels so tight, so warm and perfect.” bokuto rants on about your pussy - although he’s fucked you so many times, felt your walls clench around his dick, he never seems to get over how perfect you are. akaashi isn’t surprised over, bokuto always ends up talking about your sexcapades when hes drunk, ranting on about how perfect you are.

and keiji can’t wait to sink into you, once bokuto reaches his high, when he fills you up to the brim, keiji gets to fuck it back into your sopping cunt, making you see stars. and that’s exactly what he does, it’s messy and wet and everything you should feel disgusted about, but when akaashi is making you cum again and again on his cock, you can’t help but feel completely blissed out, almost passing out from pleasure.

you don’t know how many times you’ve came by the end of the night, but when akaashi finally fills you up, his cum mixing with bokuto’s, when he accidentally brushes against your clit, you’re almost thankful that it’s over, wincing from overstimulation.

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“look at her eyes, ushiwaka, she’s completely fucked out on you” tendou smirks, a teasing tone in his voice. but you can’t even talk back to him, too lost in the feeling of ushijima’s cock hitting the spongy spot in you so easily, almost hitting against your cervix. it’s almost too much, but you can’t even complain, trying to push his hips to make him slow down, but he’s almost as lost as you are.

and tendou get’s to watch it all happen, stroking his cock on his bed, watching from across the room an ushijima fucks into you. this wasn’t how things were supposed to go - not that you should complain. you had simply gone over to wish ushijima good luck on his game later that night, before spilling juice on your chest and suddenly things escalated from there.

you cum for the umpteenth time, eyes crossing and tongue lolling out of your mouth, and tendou cums at the sight, riding his high out with you. it gives ‘toshi a couple more thrusts before he pushes in one last time and cums, filling you up until it’s spilling out of you.

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bowandcurtsey · 1 year

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When y/n tells them she's pregnant (haikyuu)

Happiest birthday to the hubby, Kuroo Tetsuro ♡￫ܫ￩♡ I'm keeping up with last year's tradition of writing a fic on his birthday <3

The my followers that have requested for the 1700 event, I'm working on them! although at a slower pace, since I've been busy IRL. And also because AU fics take longer to write heh!

Also, thank you for 1800 (o´ω`o)ﾉ♡

Kuroo | Bokuto | Sakusa | Ukai x f! reader tw: pregnancy

Kuroo Tetsuro

He was really really busy and had a few business trips so when you finally got to tell him, you were already into your pregnancy like 14 weeks.

He looked at you wide eyed with his mouth agape. And mind you, he still looked so handsome like that.

"baby, I-.." he trailed off and his body started to move towards you, instinctively or by his own will, you had no idea. but it was pretty funny to watch.

He was filled with so much emotions at the same time: firstly, his wife was already so many weeks pregnant and he only knew about it now, he already missed the first trimester with you and he feels so so so bad that he wasn't there for you.

Secondly, he was just so elated the love of his life, the woman of his dreams was carrying his child. you were pregnant. because of him and for him and the baby belongs to him and you belong to him.. He was just so happy.

And lastly, the idea of him being a dad.. He was excited yet a little scared at the same time. He thought about doing so many things with his baby. teaching him / her to ride a bike, to fly a kite and even to play volleyball. And he thought about having to care for and protect something for the rest of his life... would he be able to do it...?

"Tetsu," the sound of your voice made him focus on you, "we'll be okay."

You looked absolutely beautiful. He wrapped his arms around you. Carefully and gently, afraid of hurting you. "I love you so much, wifey. Thank you and I promise to love and protect the both of you forever."

He peppered your face in kisses, "we need to head out to buy baby stuffs soon, and we'll also need to register him or her in baby school.. Oh and we need to get a nanny..."

"Tetsu... calm down!"

Bokuto Koutaro

"huh?" was what he said.

"I'm pregnant, Kou."

"WHAT?!" he suddenly stood up and knocked down the chair he was sitting in. Thank god you decided to tell him at home or he'll make a ruckus outside. "HOW?"

He was a little out of his senses, and you had to give him the raised eyebrow. "What do you mean how?"

"I MEAN OH MY GOD BABY HOW BIG IS THE BABY?!"

"Kou, calm down!" you really had to tell him to stop and take a deep breath before telling him that you were only 8 weeks pregnant and that he needs to stop making a fuss.

And when he finally came to the realisation that you were going to be parents, he was over the moon. His grin was so huge, his lips was almost going to reach either side of his ears.

He wrapped you in a huge tight hug, "oh my god baby, I'm going to be a dad and you're gonna be a mom and we're going to raise a baby owl of our own!!"

"I'll teach him or her how to play volleyball! I'll go buy a soft volleyball tomorrow!"

"kou. it's way too early for that..."

"Why?! I can introduce it to them from your belly and they'll feel it, won't they?"

"I'm not to sure about that kou..."

"OH MY GOD BABY I'M GONNA CALL AKAASHI AND KUROO AND THE TEAM!!"

And off he goes spending an hour calling everyone and telling them the good news.

Sakusa Kiyoomi

He stared at you for so long, you had to wave in front of his face, "hello? anyone there?" you teased him.

He hugged you suddenly, catching you by surprise.

"I love you." he spoke so softly and gently, stroking the back of your head.

He pulled back and held your hands, "we need to think of a name."

"But dear, we don't even know the gender," you giggled, "i'm only 10 weeks in."

"we need to get ready. I'm going to decorate the nursery tomorrow."

"We still have time, let's take things slow, alright?"

"okay, please don't over exert yourself wifey." he stroked the top of your head and then he got up.

"Where are you going, ki?"

"I'm cleaning the house, we can't have you coming into contact with all the germs. It's gonna be dangerous for the baby."

You sighed a little, shaking your head because your husband has never changed since day 1.

"Also, I'm not letting Atsumu and Hinata and Bokuto near you. They are far too noisy for the baby."

You laughed, "would you take it a little more easy, honey?"

"yes I will. But baby please go wash your hands right now, and wear a mask if you need to head out." He then proceeded to take a small hand sanitiser and put it in your purse.

Ukai Keishin

He dropped his cigarette on the ground, picked it up immediately and put the fire out at once. He never smoked around you when you were pregnant.

"fuck," he smiled as he ran his hand through his hair, "we're gonna have a family, huh."

He was bursting with emotions and was smiling like a little kid who got his favourite candy.

He slowly walked over to you after composing himself and pressed a kiss on your lips before pulling you into a hug.

"I love you." he whispered into your hair.

You never saw it but he had tears brimming in the corner of his eyes.

"It's gonna be tough on you, baby..." he put his hand on your belly, gently caressing it, "I'll be here when you need me. Anything at your service."

"Don't you dare be difficult to your mom, or I'll kick your ass when you're out.." he spoke to your belly.

"I think it's too soon for him or her to understand, honey.."

"never too early to discipline them, baby!!" he said matter of factly, "heh. I'm gonna call gramps. he'll be happy to hear this."

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tangosenpai · 11 months

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Bokuto x fem!reader

"You're perfect, baby."

contains: f!reader, heated sex, shower sex, top Bokuto, insecure reader, chubby reader, oral (receiving), praising, mentions of depressing thoughts

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(Y/n's) p.o.v

"I just, look how sexy he is! It's RDJ for goodness sakes!" My best friend, (Bsf/n), exclaims. We step off the escalator, meeting both of our boyfriends at the bottom. I laugh as Sugawara gives (bsf/n) a look, making her shrug her shoulders.

"C'mon, (Y/n)! Let's leave the boys to do their own thing~" She sung waving goodbye to her boyfriend as well as mine.

Bokuto pouts, planting a kiss my lips on his as a goodbye.

"See you later, love bug." I stroll behind

(bsf/n).

•~•~•

"Hmm what about this?" I ask holding up a light blue lingerie set to my skin, (bsf/n) tilts her head looking at it. She scrunches her nose a little bit.

"Top or bottom?"

"Ummm...? I don't know?"

Now that I think of it. Bokuto is very subby, not that I normally take the lead or anything. He is always the one who acts like the baby in the relationship.

"Well I am of course the top!" She says smirking widely strutting away to another part of the lingerie section.

"Yeah, I find that hard to believe."

"That's rude!" (bsf/n) pouts, holding up a lacey pastel pink lingerie set to her body. It complemented her (s/c) and her (h/c) hair.

"That looks super good. I can see Sugawara now, but that's a gross image."

"That's pretty!"

I turn around to what (bsf/n) was talking about stopping in my tracks to see a light yellow bra. It was pure lace but the silky kind, white ribbon-type fabric hooked it in the middle with a small red rose attached. The pantie's were high waisted. The fabric was silky lace that matched the bra but in the back.... well there really is no back. It's just a white ribbon that connects with the rest of the fabric making a bow. This looks like something Kou would like. I pick it up, pulling her to the register.

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(bsf/n) and I walk arms linked, towards the food court to see the boys at a table on their phones. She immediately unhooks our arms when her eyes fall on Sugawara and books it towards him. She clings onto him causing him to be startled.

"Hi baby!" I place a kiss on Bokuto's pouting lips.

"I missed chu!" He gives me puppy dog eyes and shoves his head in my chest. Then suddenly shoots up and tries to take my bag from my hands.

"Kou!"

"What did you get me?"

"Nothing."

Then... Bokuto becomes depressed Bokuto making me sigh.

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"Ngh! S-Suga!"

Seriously?

SERIOUSLY!

"mmph." Bokuto murmured in his sleep as he pushed his head further into my lap. I slam my head back into the headboard.

"SHUT THE HELL UP WILL YA? WE'RE TRYING TO SLEEP!" Kageyama's voice booms throughout the walls.

As if hes any better. To be honest Bokuto and I don't have sex often. Bokuto never seems to be interested in it even if Kuroo and he only talks about ass and boobs. When ever I seem to be in the mood he brushes it off.

Maybe I'm not attractive in that way?

No.. No, I can't think like that. Gosh, I need to get the shower.

I tuck my hands under Bokuto's head, softly rubbing my thumbs on the sides of his temples before gently lifting him off of my lap and putting him on the light blue pillow. I smile softy, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the side of his temple.

I unfold my legs from under me and get off the bed, walking into the bathroom that was connected to my room. I didn't bother closing the door as there was really no reason too. I pinch the fabric of my sweater, pulling it over my head sloppily. I turn to the mirror and trace my finger over my tummy. I pinch the fat in between my fingers, grimacing. I tilt my head. Am I beautiful? I never really thought so until Bokuto. I always knew that I was mediocre. I was such a mediocre person that even for someone like Bokuto to like me was hard to believe. Before I never thought I would like someone like Bokuto, but now it feels like I can't even breath without him.

If I'm not physically attractive then him not wanting sex is understandable, right? I mean I wouldn't want to have sex with me either. When is the last time we even had sex? Four months ago? No. Longer. It shouldn't matter but I've been so horny lately.

I slip my leggings off my legs along with my black underwear. I walk to the shower turning it on before slipping off my bra. I step in the shower, the blazing hot water trickling onto my skin, leaving a satisfying feeling rave through my body. I shut the glass door and lean my forehead against the wall. I bite my lip and hold myself from crying. I'm really not that pretty. Not enough for him.

"Why did I even buy that lingerie? I'm not pretty to pull it off. He would never want me to. I'm... I'm useless. I'm just better off-"

"Shh. You're beautiful, my beautiful baby." Light kisses were pressed under my ear. When did he get in here?

"K-Kotaro.."

"Shh."

Arms circle around my waist and pulls my back side against his. Fingers trail down my tummy, dipping down to my hot sex. I twirl my head up to meet his gaze. My (e/c) eyes meet his bright yellow orbs. A dominating stare glares into my soul. Bokuto's fingers circle around my clit slowly as his other hand trails up to my breast and pinches my nipple lightly.

"So fucking beautiful."

Bokuto's head dips down to my neck, his lips planting a light kiss. Light licks against my skin send shivers down my spine while Bokuto's fingers get rougher and slowly starts to put them in. His finger stretches my walls as he gently puts two more in.

"Ah, Koatro-"My head slams back as he roughly plunges his fingers in and out, sliding them in and out as if it was the easiest thing he has ever done. My legs begin quiver as I try to hopelessly grip onto the wall to keep me up.

"Cum baby, my beautiful baby."

As if in on cue my orgasm takes over as light moans leave my mouth. Right as I cum Bokuto takes out his fingers and replaces them with a bigger thing.

My walls stretch as Bokuto slides in his cock, a small bite is placed on my shoulder. The feeling of Bokuto's wet hair falls onto my shoulder as slight gasps escape from him as he get's rougher. He goes deeper and the deeper he goes is as if I can feel it further in my stomach.

"Ah shit, you feel so fucking good. Good baby, good baby. Mmm so fucking beautiful."

Our moans bounce off the walls as he plunges. I feel his arm reach down and lift my leg slowly in the air. His other hand falling on my hip.

"Ngh!" I slam my head against the wall, biting my lip. Fuck Oh mighty Asahi.

"Shit."

The water falls on our backs as we both cum in agony.

"I love you, puppy."

"I love you too, owl."

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oikharou · 1 year

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"WHO's GOOD LOOKING?!"

you saw a prank on tiktok and decided to try it on your lovely, baby boyfriend...

with: bokuto koutarou

note: gn!reader, short fic | NOT PROOFREAD!

genre: fluff, crack and romance

:decided to write this after being inspired by THIS tiktok!! i definitely saw our lovely owlhead on that one so i thought, 'why not write about this?!'

You comb your hair with your hands to look a bit presentable in front of your phone camera and pat down your t-shirt all while sitting down on the dining chair. You saw a couple on tiktok where the woman is pranking her boyfriend by saying that a 'guy' in tiktok is so handsome and made her boyfriend come running towards her. You thought that it was cute and definitely thought that Bokuto will fit this.

You then start to record and purposely made your voice loud enough for him to hear you from your shared bedroom, "Oh my gosh! This guy is sooo good looking!!"

Silence...

You mentally raised an eyebrow and waited for 2 seconds before yelling again, "Ah! He's so lovely!! I love him so much!" After you said that, you heard loud and running footsteps so you mentally prepared yourself and tried your best not to laugh. Bokuto's head peeked out from the corner of the wall, "Who's good looking?!" He whisper-yelled to you, which you were sure that it was caught in the video.

"This guy in the video! I swear, it's too early to be this handsome!" Your endless compliments made his hair deflate and a pout formed on his face. "Who?" He repeated once more, testing you to be even more specific.

"I'm sorry, this guy is insanely attractive like, excuse me Mr, but why are you so handsome?!"

"Baaaby!! Whooo~?" You swore that he sounded like an owl right then and there. He walked towards you with his back slumped over. "Who are you even looking at?"

"This- in my phone! I swear, he's so marry-able and I want to marry him right then and there!" Bokuto got fed up and grabbed your hands to divert your phone in front of him. "Who is this guy that's so good looking and 'soooo' marry-able as well to steal your heart from me-" He got silent as he looked at the phone and realized that it was his reflection on the phone.

"Oh." "It's you." You both said at the same time. His mood instantly brightened and spinned, making you cackle at his antics. "Dang baby, you're right. This guy right there," he pointed at your camera, "is devilishly handsome!"

He then posed and flexed his well built body as well (mostly his butt). "Ooh! You got that cake baby!" You hyped him up and his ego boosted even more. "I know right!"

He then turned on his heels and did a mini dance while walking out. "I repeat, devilishly! D-e-v-i-l-i-s-h-l-y!" He spelled it out. "Watch out, here he comes!" You kept laughing and laughing at his actions before ending the video.

But before Bokuto left to continue playing games with his friends, he popped out of the corner again and blew you a flying kiss.

That night, you edited the video for a little bit before posting it in tiktok. The video got a million views and 150k comments, saying that the two of you are so cute and Bokuto's actions melted their heart.

BONUS: (comments from some hq!! characters)

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hotvinimon · 6 months

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Prank

Bokuto Kotaro x Reader

A/n : "You are annoying prank" Images are not mine. Credits to the owner. Likes, Comments and re-blogs are appreciated. Please don't steal my work. Enjoy ;) Warnings - English is my second language, tears, kisses

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Before saying yes to a commited relation, you always wondered what love looks like or feels like. Is it all pink like in movies ? Or totally unexpected like in dramas.

You couldn't stop chuckling to yourself as you whipped up some grub for your beloved boyfriend of 3 years, the bathroom rockstar.

Imagine this: a sunny summer day, Bokuto belting out tunes like he's on a world tour in the bathroom. While you made your Inari Sushi masterpiece, you stuck a cute flag in the tofu, thinking he'd devour it like a hungry legend.

Your kitchen shenanigans turned breakfast into a daily concert, and you were here for it, front-row seats and all!

Chilling on a kitchen stool, you snuggled up, scrolling through your phone and killing time. As you swiped away, you got hooked by a hilarious prank video of a couple.

Just then, the bathroom door clicked open, and Bokuto emerged, attempting an elegant pirouette, until he saw your unimpressed look from your kitchen perch.

He pulled off an epic gasp, covering his mouth with flair like a melodramatic actor and shouted, "Oh, behold the grand entrance! My precious! My drop-dead gorgeous darling baby!" With giant strides, like he's auditioning for a comedy troupe, he sauntered over on the wood floor, leaving just enough room for an over-the-top bow. You couldn't hold back your giggles.

"Wowza! Check out the size of that Inari sushi! Just what the doctor ordered! I must've won the karma lottery. Now, what else? Hmmm... Oh, I know! A good morning smooch to kickstart the day!" Ignoring any objections, he grabbed your face with his big hands and planted a juicy kiss. "As a token of my thanks, I'm whipping up some coffee, my sweetie pie!"

Late mornings are rare in your apartment due to both of yours busy schedule. But due to graciousness of your manager and Meian, you finally got some time to catch what's slipping up.

You watched his coffee-making skills, both of you sipping from cute matching mugs, and that coffee scent filled up the kitchen. He plopped your mug down, and you gave him a quick kiss. As he sat in his chair across from you, he eyeballed the yummy breakfast you'd whipped up with an eager grin.

He zeroed in on the sushi like a ravenous sushi monster, his lips dancing with excitement. Taking a huge bite, he made sure that sushi didn't stand a chance. You couldn't help but soak up his dramatic, operatic hum, followed by an award-winning moan.

It was like a foodie's Shakespearean theater! As he devoured, you remembered that prank video from earlier. You leaned in, resting your head on your left hand, grinning mischievously.

"Listen, babe, you know I adore you, right? But..." Bokuto's eyes locked onto yours, begging for more. Despite his heartstring-pulling expression, you kept going. "Maybe, just maybe, ease up on the childishness. It's starting to get a tad bit... well, you know, annoying."

His eyes got as big as saucers, and he froze mid-bite, never breaking your gaze. He blinked once, then twice, and a puzzled frown crept over his handsome face. He practically inhaled his food, trying to get words out, "You think I'm... annoying? Really?" His voice quivered, barely louder than a whisper, breaking your resolve.

Your hand reached out for his, but it was game over – tears welled up in his eyes. Panic mode activated, and you sprang up, cursing your snap judgment. "No, no, no, my bad, baby! I was just messing around! None of that was for real. I watched this dumb video of someone pranking their partner, and I thought it'd be hilarious to see your reaction…"

You pulled back and gently grabbed his chin. "Hey, look at me." You swiveled his head to lock eyes with you. "I'm so sorry, babe. I'm head over heels for you, you know that, right?" He zipped his lips for a sec, steering clear of eye contact. "You're so cruel! Why'd you do that to your lovely boyfriend? I really believed you were going to leave me..." His lip wobbled, a cute pout forming on his lips.

"Like, never ever would I want you to change! I'm all about your goofy vibes, you get me? I'm genuinely sorry, honey... Can you find it in your heart to forgive me? Cross my heart, I'll make it up to you!" Your thumb stroked his cheek, sending a silent plea.

"Okay, but swear you won't pull something like this again!" He crossed his arms and huffed. "I swear!" You nodded big time, showering his face with kisses. You started with his forehead, then both cheeks, and finally, a smooch that lingered on his pouty lips. You milked that last kiss a little longer, feeling the corners of his lips curl up. When you finally pulled away, your grin was on fleek, and your way happier boyfriend looked back at you.

"Well, now that you promised to make it up to me, can I cop some of your sushi too?" you deadpanned. Maybe this was all part of his plot to score extra breakfast, and you were totally down with it, especially when he gave you that cheeky, smug grin.

Before saying yes to a commited relation, you always wondered what love looks like or feels like. Is it all pink like in movies ? Or totally unexpected like in dramas.

Maybe this is what love looks like. A drama queen hogging your breakfast with dried fat tears on his blushed cheeks.

V-Chan's Dilly Dally

You can skip this part.

I really hope you guys would like it. I kind of changed the theme. I'm working on an akaashi fic and a gangster fic.

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ushiwhacka · 1 year

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time skip! bokuto kōtarō + fem! reader | mdni | 1,118 words | established relationship, talk of alcohol consumption (reader is tipsy), oral (m! receiving), slow sex, grinding, marking (m! receiving), pet names (baby, angel), request, they're so in love yuck <3

tipsy on delicious cocktails, you had spent the night dancing with your friends. your hands running up and down the sides of your body, hips swaying to the music, relishing in hungry eyes drinking you in. but all you could think about was your sweet, sweet boyfriend. pussy throbbing at the thought of rubbing up against his crotch, feeling his cock stiffen. so impatient as you take his hand and lead him to the toilets. have him fuck you against the stall door without a thought of who might hear you. maybe suck him off in the backseat of the taxi on the way home. just to show him how much you love and appreciate him.

you shriek when you see bokuto sitting on the couch still awake. he looks so delicious with his legs spread like that, cotton shorts sitting low on his hips and his hand mindlessly running over his exposed stomach. “you waited up for me!” it’s silly but you cannot contain your excitement at the sight of him.

“i always do.”

warmth spreads from your belly to your cheeks, smiling all woozy as you approach him. maybe it’s the alcohol, or maybe it’s the thought of him watching the clock, checking his phone, worrying about you. whatever it is, you’ve never felt more smitten with him than right now and you’re just itching to touch him, feel his skin all warm against yours. “do you think i’m hot?” unsteady feet move clumsily around each other as you twirl for him, trying your very hardest not to lose your balance.

he catches you by the waist, pulls you closer. your pretty dress hiking up your thighs as you straddle him. “the hottest, prettiest girl in the world.” his big hands feel so warm and familiar as they sink into your hips, keeping you in place before you get the chance to start grinding against him. he knows you, knows that devious look in your eyes. and as hard as it is to resist, you’ve been drinking and you need rest. and he needs to be responsible. right? right? but you’re pawing at his chest and twisting your fingers around his nipples and he can feel how damp your panties are sitting on his stomach.

he can barely grasp at his composure.

“and you’re the best boyfriend ever.” his spine tingles as you run your tongue up the column of his neck. it’s wet and sloppy, and kōtarō has to swallow a moan as you keep kissing and nibbling and sucking on his sensitive skin, leaving dark marks along a trail of saliva. “i wan’ you so bad, baby.” he will regret this in the morning. “i’ve been thinking about you all night.” he will regret it but you sound so breathy and irresistible.

you taste of pineapple and sweet cream as you lick along his bottom lip and he’s so close to stuffing your needy pussy full right on that couch. but no. “you need to go to sleep.”

“no.” you’re pouting now. “i need your cock -” and his dick jumps as you take one of his hands in yours and drag it up to your throat. “- right here.”

bokuto throws his head back, a deep, velvety groan escaping his lips. you’ll be the death of him and soon. he’s tried so very hard to be sensible. but he’s just a man. a very very seriously horny man. so his long fingers dig into the fat of your ass, and you’re reminded of just how strong he is as he lifts you both up off the couch. then he lets you order him around until he’s butt naked and reclining on your headboard, eyes fixated on how perfect you are as you slide out of your dress.

he hisses as you start crawling towards him, nails tickling their way up to his thighs. soft hands wrap around the base of his cock as you lean down to press a kiss just under the tip. then your lips drag across the underside of his shaft to his beautiful, full, round balls. they’re just so cute, so satisfying to suck on. and he sounds so pretty when he whines. thighs twitching, his stomach taut and tense. really, he could cum just from this. but it’s not like that would make you stop anyways.

it’s just that he has the most perfect cock. hot and heavy and fat in the middle. a pretty, flushed head. and so so so very sensitive. leaking pearly beads of precum that you lick off just to spit them back on his length again. a glob of saliva running down the side of it. then your lips wrap around his tip and he’s cursing under his breath. your tongue darting out as you take more of him into your mouth. you make it messy, drool leaking down your chin, his fingers tangled in your hair. just how he likes it. panting out little oohs and aahs “fuck, fuck, fuck,” hips bucking up, “right there, f-fuck. fuck.” and you love every second of it, wiggling your ass as your eyes meet his. broken moans and the sound of you gagging slightly as he hits the back of your throat echo in the room. and he’s so close to cumming, so close to spilling himself inside your mouth. and then he feels it.

your teeth scraping along his shaft.

not hard enough to be painful, but enough to scare him. large hands pull your face away from his crotch. a panicked “fuck, baby, don’t bite my dick off!” as he squishes your cheeks.

“i would never!” you gasp. “it’s my favourite toy.” you’re giggling as he lifts you up to his chest. “i think you liked it a little bit.”

the only answer you get is him burying himself inside your soaked pussy in one almost painful thrust. he takes a moment to collect himself before he starts fucking you excruciatingly slowly and you can feel every inch and every vein as he fills you so completely.

“bo,” you whine, “i love you so much.”

“i love you more, angel.”

and he’s cradling the back of your neck, your face pressed into his chest as he continues to rut into you, hips flush together. sticky with sweat and too hot, but it’s all so perfect and tender and loving. his lips against your forehead, whispering all forms of i love you. delirious with pleasure but you hope he means it.

a breathed out “i wanna marry you.” spoken so naturally, like it’s something he’s said a thousand times over. it makes your heart melt in your chest. and, yes, you especially hope he means that.

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teamatsumu · 6 months

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DRUNKEN KISSES.

characters: bokuto, atsumu, oikawa

word count: 1255

cw: fluff, some angst, fem!reader

taglist: @keiva1000

BOKUTO KOUTARO:

“Watch it!” You yelped when Bokuto stumbled over uneven pavement, making you sway as well, considering almost half his body weight was on you. You cursed under your breath as Bokuto simply giggled, finding the whole situation supremely funny.

“Kou…” You sighed, shaking your head and trailing off. You couldn’t possibly be mad at him. Sure, you had to drag your ass out of bed so late at night in order to fetch him after Hinata had called you, saying he was wasted beyond belief and there was no way he could get home by himself. But you couldn’t really be ticked off by that. You had seen first hand how hard Bokuto had worked in the weeks leading up to the new volleyball season. As his roommate, you knew intimately how jam packed his schedule was with training, running, practicing. So Bokuto absolutely deserved to let loose for a bit, even if it meant you supporting his weight and dragging his humongous body along with you back to your shared apartment.

Two more blocks. You could do this.

Bokuto was humming some tune under his breath, lost in his own little world, probably still thinking about MSBY’s momentous win against the Adlers tonight. The thought also put a smile on your face, remembering how you felt watching the game on TV, watching Bokuto’s grinning face. You were only pulled from your thoughts when Bokuto nudged you with his hips, making you look up at him.

“Hi.” He flashed you a million dollar smile, making your lips twitch up as well. His happiness was contagious.

“Hey there.” You replied.

“‘M really happy.” His face was flushed, eyes darting all over your face, slightly hazy. You felt your body buzz at his words, your expression softening.

“I’m glad.” You whispered back, staring at the warm gold of his irises.

Your pace was slowing, until you two had stopped completely. Dead silence surrounded you, the cold air of the night going unnoticed where your bodies were touching, Bokuto’s heavy arm thrown over your shoulder. He leaned down quickly, lips meeting yours.

They were cold, but soft, moving slowly over yours, lips dragging as if trying to memorize the shape and taste of yours. Your heart jumped, your grip around his waist tightening, mirroring his movements by tilting your head.

The streetlight overhead flickered a bit. It went unnoticed by both of you.

MIYA ATSUMU:

You blinked your sleep-heavy eyes open, jerking up to look at the clock on the far wall. Nearly 1am. And yet, there was no mistaking the heavy banging happening on your front door right now.

A deep scowl was etched on your face as you stumbled to the front door in your pajamas. The banging was relentless and without pause, and you nearly yelled at the person when you put your eye to the peephole. A groan escaped your lips when you glimpsed messy dyed blonde hair, closing your eyes and praying for patience from the lord above.

Atsumu gave you a sleazy grin when you opened the door, a long, whiny ‘heyyyy’ leaving his lips. He leaned an arm against the doorframe, trying to look smooth but failing miserably when he slipped and slammed a shoulder against the wall instead, making him curse and pout. If you weren’t so angry, you would’ve laughed.

“It’s 1 in the morning.” You deadpanned, taking in his appearance. He was wearing a nice button-up blue shirt and black slacks, the sleeves rolled up and the first two buttons undone. His hair was a mess, his cheeks carrying a flush that you knew all too well.

“And you’re drunk.” You added, suddenly understanding why he had ended up on your doorstep so late at night. You felt yourself soften a bit in pity, watching how he swayed unsteadily on his feet, looking you up and down while being painfully obvious.

“Missed ya.” He mumbled, before giving you another lazy smile. But you could see through it.

Your breakup had been hard on Atsumu, who refused to accept that you no longer wanted to be a part of his life. Though this was the first time you were seeing him in person since you called it quits, he hadn’t stopped pestering you over calls and texts for weeks.

“Atsumu….” You sighed, feeling defeated. You saw the hurt flash in his eyes.

“What happened to ‘Tsumu?” He slurred, stepping closer to you until the space between you two was minimal.

“Go home.” You ignored his question.

“Gimme a kiss first.”

“Atsu-”

“Gimme a kiss. And I’ll leave.”

You sighed, closing your eyes for a second. When you opened them again and met his stare, catching the hope in his brown ones, you gave in.

What was supposed to be a short peck became a long, deep kiss, your tongues dragging over each other, his hand moving to the back of your head to keep you in place. Not that you wanted to move. One taste of him reminded you of what you had had, and you couldn’t help fisting his shirt, pulling his body closer to yours, stepping back into your apartment until the door was gently shutting behind both of you.

OIKAWA TOORU:

“This is exactly what you do if you want to burn a kitchen down, not make banana bread!” You yelped, pulling open the oven door only for huge clouds of black smoke to rush out of it. You coughed and waved both hands through the smoke, trying to clear it enough. You heard the telltale hum of the exhaust fan buzzing to life, mentally thanking Oikawa for having enough sense to turn it on.

Whoever thought drunk baking was a good idea? (It was Oikawa. Oikawa thought it was a good idea. And you were drunk too, so you had agreed with him)

You were sobering up pretty quickly though, realizing that you two could potentially be setting your entire flat on fire. But when you straightened up and looked back at Oikawa, you saw him chugging back another glass of red wine.

“Tooru!” You laughed incredulously, to which Oikawa looked at you with wide eyes, biting back a smile.

“What? You have the situation under control!”

You dissolved into giggles, leaning against the counter as you eyed the smoke clearing slowly. Oikawa came to stand next to you, both of you watching your pathetic attempt at baking disappear through the fan and out into the open air, carrying your failures along with it.

“That was fun.” Your roommate spoke up, making you smile.

“We should never have fun like this again.”

He nodded, looking down at you with his charming smile. His eyes were warm, chestnut hair slightly disheveled. His eyelids slid to half mast, gaze running lower until it was trained on your lips, and he hummed low. You felt your breath catch at the change in the atmosphere, subconsciously leaning closer to Oikawa. For some reason, in your alcohol-addled brain, he looked particularly captivating.

You didn’t even realize when exactly your lips met his, or when he reciprocated it. All you could concentrate on was the sweet taste of wine lingering on his lips, or the delicious drag of his hands down your sides before his fingers squeezed at your hips. His chest, firm but unsteady just like yours, was pushed flush against yours, and he sighed into your lips before pushing his tongue languidly into your mouth.

The smoke eventually cleared. Not that either of you were paying attention.

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forusomimiya · 8 months

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Hello!

Can you please do Bokuto w reader and 4 prompt? 🥰

Another case where reading the prompt automatically the scene showed up to my mind 🤩 hope you like it love ⋆｡ﾟ☁️｡⋆｡ﾟ☾🌙｡⋆

Friday night, a club with good music, college friends, and a promise not to over-drink that was eventually broken by ordering a third round of shots and another bottle of gin.

When you think you're bored enough to continue sitting at the reserved table, you get up, leaving your friends behind, and make your way through the crowd of people until you reach the center of the dance floor. The atmosphere sucks you in and you let yourself go. You follow the rhythm of the music, moving your head from side to side, before your body follows. It's early yet, but the alcohol is starting to take effect and in a sense, you like it. Your eyes move on their own and you think you're losing sharpness of vision, so you close them so you don't think about it and let yourself go again. You don't know how long it's been, probably a couple of minutes, but for you it's been eternal. So much so that your friend had to wake you up with a nudge to tell you that, leaning on his forearms on the bar of one of the vip balconies of the pub, a muscular man with spiky gray hair and black stripes, is watching you dance with a half smile on his face, and with his gaze fixed on your body. It didn't take much for you to smile back at him and have him surprise you a few seconds later from behind. "Where did ya learn to dance like that? You should teach me" your giggle puzzled him "What, you don't think I could do it?" "I think it's something that not everyone has in their blood, but…" you turned to meet his golden eyes. Eyes which seduced you completely as soon as you made contact with them. "Maybe we can make an exception for you" "I hope so. I wouldn't want to have to go back up there if it wasn't ´cause I've let you down as a dancer". But not at all he did. Frankly it seemed as if he really was born with it. Good songs that were danced to by sensual movements were his best point. Would he have seduced other girls that same night like that. Who knows, only you knew that such moves turned you on and made you cling to him more whenever there was an opportunity, seeking friction with Bokuto. Your ass simply drove him crazy and, it was no lie if on the dance floor he thought of making it his every time he looked at it. That night, and every night, if possible. Later, and with your bodies hot from the sexual tension, you opted to move away to another area of the pub where you could be alone to start talking about what you both wanted to happen. A talk that started with the confession that Bokuto knew how to dance like this thanks to a friend he had living in Brazil. A talk where in the middle of it appeared compliments between you two, with a couple of drinks in between, and that ended with both of you in the bathroom, as expected, with you facing the wall, whimpering under Bokuto's hand that covered your mouth to avoid possible screams, and with him finally taking what he had been wanting to fuck for hours. "You might be able to dance just as well as other girls but, fuck baby, this ass… this ass is one of a kind". The charismatic guy you met at the beginning of the night, ended up becoming the most possessive thing you could have ever imagined. "And if it's already perfect like this, I don't want to imagine what it will be like on my face while you're choking in my cock. Although for that... we'll have to meet again, huh? What do you think about it?" just obscene scenarios, nothing more. Scenarios that churned your guts and increased your pleasure. "Well meanwhile… open your mouth for me and suck, suck little slut" you couldn't hold on to the wall, but you could hold on to his fingers, licking them and moaning at the raw thought of imagining it was his cock. So distracted in your sweet and gross fantasies, that despite not hearing what Bokuto was whispering in your ear, you could imagine it when his onslaught ceased and his breathing became agitated.

"I hope it was what you were hoping for, honey". Fuck, of course it had been, and so much so that you managed in the next few hours to get a piece of paper, write your phone number on it, and at the end of the night tuck it discreetly into the back pocket of his pants while he politely waited for you to get into that taxi that would take you back home.

The next morning an unknown number would leave several call and message notifications on your phone.

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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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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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Being Team Japan's Manager:

🦉 Bokuto Has a HUGE crush 🦉

*I know this isn't "technically" Team Japan Bokuto but it's close enough 💅🏼

Bokuto Kotaro featuring Team Japan x Gender Neutral Reader (they/them pronouns)

Warnings: NONE ! Pure fluff 🥰

A/N: Only the best for our sweet angel 🥰 Happy Birthday Big Owl 🥺🥺

How you managed to become Team Japan's Manager still baffles you to this day

It's one of the many mysteries of the world honestly

When you interviewed for the job, you knew immediately you wouldn't get it

There were like 500 people interviewing!

Seriously the odds were not in your favor

Actually, come to think of it 🤔 you getting hired might have had a little something to do with a certain interaction you had by the bathrooms prior to your interview

You see, you were washing your hands when suddenly you heard a loud commotion coming from outside the hallway

You dried your hand and peeked out the door to see four large men arguing

"Keep it together will you!"- a tall, untoned blonde yelled

"Seriously Bokuto, what's wrong now? This is kind of important!"- a man with spikey hair said

"He's just upset because Kuroo teased him about not making the starting line up"- a red headed shorter man said

You figured you shouldn't interrupt their conversation so you wanted to quickly sneak out and head back to the interview

Unfortunately you opened the door and ran smack into the chest of the owl-haired man

"Oh my goodness, I apologize!"- You said, bowing to him a little

He was bigger than you but he was a professional volleyball player

The man looked at you, eyes wide and mouth open 😲

You 👉🏻👀😅😬 umm hi

The tall owl 👉🏻😳😳😳

"Bokuto for God's sakes! I'm really sorry about him! I'm Iwaizumi, the teams athletic trainer"- The spikey haired man said

"Oh its not worries! I'm YN LN, I'm interviewing for the managers postion!"- you 🥰

"Damn you're hot"- the untoned blonde says as Iwaizumi turns, staring daggers at him

"I'm Hinata and this is Atsumu! I'm a wing spiker and hes our setter!"- the red headed man says joyfully

"And this is Bokuto, he's a wing-spiker as well"- Iwaizumi says, smacking Bokuto's back

Meanwhile Bokuto is still just standing there, mouth agape 😳😲

"It's very nice to meet you! Again I'm sorry for running into you, it was very nice meeting you all!"- You said, sliding past them and waving a little

Bokuto is still staring 😳

Literally, everyone starts walking away and Bokuto just stands there 🧍‍♂️ 😳

"Oh my god, come on ya idiot!"- Atsumu says finally dragging Bokuto the other way as you laugh a little

You head back to the waiting room just as your name is called

You interview, thanking everyone as you head out to leave

Suddenly Iwaizumi appears next to you

"How did it go?"- He asks as you stare up at him

"Umm I think it went well? I mean I have some experience. I use to play volleyball in high-school and college"- you say as Iwaizumi nodds

He opens up Kuroo's door, the Kuroo you just interviewed with and says "Kuroo we found our manager no need to do more interviews!"

"Thank God! I'm exhausted"- Kuroo says as you just stand there 🧍‍♀️

"Ummm what?"- You say looking at Iwaizumi 👁👄👁

"You will be a perfect fit YN, now come on let's go meet the team"- he says as you still stand there

Sir, YN is in shock you must help them

Iwaizumi 👉🏻🙄 come on YN let's go

And thats the story of how you ended up managing our precious Tean Japan 🥰

Wait, did I say precious? I meant demonic 🙃

Because YN, this job is not for the faint of heart

Seriously it's like managing a kindergarten classroom with the least cooperative kids

Kageyama and Atsumu are constantly fighting over who gets to be the starting setter 🙄

Sakusa always has a complaint

Yaku and Komori are always rolling around on the floor

Hinata and Hoshiumi have a daily battle of "who can jump the highest"

Hakuba and Hyakuzawa are constantly teasing Hinata and Hoshiumi

Aran and Iwaizumi are stressed

Ushijima literally has said hardly two words to you

And most of all, Bokuto has been hanging on you since day one 😅

Literally this man has clung to you like glue YN

The first day of practice, he dragged you everywhere just to show you around

Then you watched him shoot liners and cross court shots for what seemed like hours

"Bokuto you are so amazing! Those are some wicked hard shots to pull off!"- You, praising our owl angel 😇

Please Bokuto is already smitten with you YN lay off 😅

Literally this man is already in love with you YN and you've barely started working as the team's manager

Everyday, he runs up to you and greets you with a big hug 🥰

You love your Bokuto hugs because that man can hug like no other 🤚🏻

The other guys get jealous that Bokuto is hogging you all the time

"Hey Bokuto, let YN go!"- Atsumu

"YN, can you help Atsumu and Kageyama with their sets today?"- The coach asks

You 👉🏻 oh of course 🥰

Bokuto 👉🏻 instant deflate ☹️

"But- but YN always helps with spiking drills?"- Bokuto

"YN is really good at helping Kageyama and Atsumu adjust their sets so I want them working with the setters today"- Coach

Oh boy 😬

Iwaizumi sees it coming from a mile away and so does Hinata

Hinata develops a Bokuto sense 😅 not unlike Akaashi's but Hinata is way less proficient at reading it

"Bokuto I'll help with spikes"- Iwaizumi says, trying to save this

"Yeah! I want you to teach me that wicked cut shot you did last week!"- Hinata

Bokuto 👉🏻☹️🥺 ok 😔

Now, you've gotten a little use to Bokutos Emo modes, having seen one happen the week prior

However seeing Bokuto sad still hurt your feelings

"Come on YN! Let's go!"- Atsumu and Kageyama yell

"I'll be right there!"- You say running up to Bokuto, who is now standing in the center of the gym deflated

You literally run to him, and give him the biggest hug ever 🫂

You 👉🏻🥰 🫂

Bokuto 👉🏻☹️😐😳🥺 🫂

"I can help you with individual practice tonight Kotaro. How about that?"- You

Bokuto 👉🏻😳🤯 YN said my name 💀

"HEY HEY HEY!"- he shouts as he spins you around, you laugh and hug him back

Please Yn the team is so thankful for you

But honestly, you had no idea Bokutos love of you extended beyond that of friendship

The entire team could see it but you must have been completely clueless YN 😅

You actually become a topic in the locker room after practice 👀

"Bokuto! You need to stop hogging YN all the time!"- Atsumu yells

"I can't help that YN loves me more than they love you"- Bokuto 💅🏼

"No Bokuto, you just have a huge crush on YN and you only want them to help you"- Sakusa

"I DO NOT!"- Bokuto

"Do too"- Kageyama

"NAH UH!"- Bokuto

"Dude you are down so hard for YN!"- Hoshiumi

"Bokuto and YN, sitting in a tree!"- Atsumu

"K I S S I N G!"- Yaku, Hakuba and Hinata in tangent

Aram, Iwaizumi, Komori and Hyakuxawa are all like 😐🙄

I present Team Japan Men's Volleyball 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

"Why don't you just tell YN you like them?"- Ushijima 😐

"I CANT DO THAT WHAT IF YN DOESNT LIKE ME BACK"- Bokuto 🥺😭

Please for the love of God 🤦‍♀️

The next few weeks continue, much like they normally do

Bokuto occupies 99.99997% of your time in and out of practice

He's taken to making sure you get home ok, having coffee dates and even having dinner

However it's one night when you have a movie date that you "accidently" fall asleep on Bokuto

Please YN, he's dying 😫

He's taking all the pictures and sending them to everyone he knows

Team Japan ✔️ Akaashi ✔️ his doctor ✔️ some random person he barely knows ✔️ ✔️

Bokuto is so in love YN 🥰

And what he doesn't know is that you are falling for him too 😍

That's right, as annoying as he might be, he's freaking adorable and WE LOVE HIM!

However you don't know how to tell a giant owl man you care for him

Like you don't know his reaction so it could go one of a few ways

1) he could literally just due on the spot

2) he could scream

3) he would cry

4) he would break you and/or himself

Literally the possibilities are endless

However it's a good thing you don't have to worry about confessing 👀

Because you see, a certain someone has been noticing Bokuto's feelings towards you...

A certain tall haired rooster 😏

At a press even for the olympics, you are busy running around trying to keep all the boys on schedule

Thankfully Bokuto is busy with an interview right now so it's giving you time to catch up

"Hey Yn! How's our favorite manager doing?"- Kuroo says, he's evil smirk crossing his face

"Oh hi Kuroo! I'm doing great just waiting for the guys to finish up!"- You, our clueless angel 😇

"Say I was wondering, I wanted to talk with you about another opportunity after the olympics, maybe we could have dinner?"- Kuroo

Ok he definitely put you on the spot there

You rn 👉🏻😳😅 oh ummm-

Luckily or Unluckily (?), a certain someone just happened to overhear said conversation 👀

"KUROO!"- Bokuto shouts going next to you and pulling you behind him 😬

Possessive men am I right 😏

"What the heck do you think your doing with my YN?"- Bokuto

Wait a minute 😃

"I was just talking with YN about an opportunity for after the Olympics Bokuto"- Kuroo 😇

"Yeah well, stop!"- Bokuto

Kuroo 👉🏻 stop trying to advance YN's career 🤨

"That's not what I meant! You know I like YN so stay in your lane rooster head!"- Bokuto 😠

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 whet-

Kuroo 👉🏻😏😏😏

Bokuto 👉🏻😃 crap-

"Bokuto you like me?"- You

"Umm well- yes...."- Bokuto blushing and rubbing the back of his neck

You 👉🏻😐🥺 I like you too!

Please YN you literally give him the biggest hug and he all but dies on the spot 💀

We probably won't have to worry about emo mode for several weeks YN thank you for your service 🙏🏻

"You two crazy Kids!"- Kuroo says

Bokuto 👉🏻 😑 what did you want to talk to YN about?

"Well I wanted to see if YN would be interested in taking over an manager for MSBY but if they aren't interested..."

"YES OH MY GOD YN WILL DO IT!"- Bokuto screams

You 👉🏻 umm sure 😅

Please YN he's so happy right now 😭

Bokuto will parade you around to the team telling them how you returned his feelings

"YN LIKES ME ATSUMU SUCK IT"- Bokuto 😜

Atsumu 👉🏻😐🙄 whatever

Have we told you how thankful we are for you YN 🤣

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helios-writings · 8 months

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Forever

Bokuto Kotaro x gn! Reader

wc: 1k

warnings: none

You’re the only person that can comfort Bokuto after he’s lost a match, something that just adds to the fact that he’s in love with you.

Bokuto is always tired after a long volleyball match, the adrenaline finally wearing off, leaving him a sweaty, exhausted mess. Luckily, every time a match ended, he had you to look forward to. You are always there after every match. Ready to congratulate him even if he'd lost.

Like right now, you stand by the gym doors, arms open and a smile on your face. Just seeing that smile fills him with energy. He walks into your waiting arms and you envelope him in a warm hug.

You were one of his best friends and had been with him through it all. Bokuto wondered what he would do without you. He wouldn’t be in love with you, that’s for sure.

"Bokuto," you say to him, hugging him tighter, "you did so good."

Bokuto buries his face into your neck. "But I lost. How can I be a good Captain if we keep losing?"

You run your fingers through his hair. "You're a good Captain. You always try your hardest even when you're exhausted, and even if you didn't win this match, there's always the next one."

He hated relying on you for comfort. He didn't want to make his problems yours, but maybe just for tonight, he would be selfish.

He whispers your name, still in your comforting grip. "Can I come over?"

You nod, finally letting him go. "Of course, but I won't let you get into my car all sweaty."

Bokuto cracks a small smile before quickly rushing to the locker room to change.

***

The drive to your apartment was silent, save for the radio, but not awkwardly so. It was a content silence and Bokuto wasn't willing to break that. He just loved being in your company, loved to watch your facial expressions as a song you liked came on or when something inconvenienced your driving.

It was nice being with you. And for a second, it was almost like he could ignore the feelings he had for you and pretend that he felt so normal about you. He’d hold his feelings for you back before he’d ever make you uncomfortable.

When you pull into your driveway, you turn to him and smile. "I hope you're not too tired from your game, I was hoping we could watch something together. Or just hang out.”

Bokuto was never too tired for you. "Don't worry! I'm still full of energy!"

You laugh and get out of the car. "Okay then, sounds good."

He walks up with you to your door and then steps inside. Your house was always so quiet, he liked it. Most quiet places made him itchy, but he felt relaxed here.

"You know where my room is, we can sit in there," you tell him as you walk to the kitchen, "I'm just grabbing us something to snack on."

After telling you he understands, he makes his way into your room, taking it all in for the millionth time. It was cluttered, but not in a messy way. Papers were spread out on your desk, a few pencils laying over them. Pictures hung on the wall and book upon book lay neatly on a shelf near your bed. It fit you, in a way.

"Alright, I got you a water and we can share this bowl of grapes." You say, entering the room after a short time.

"Thanks."

You grin. "Well? Take a seat."

Bokuto sits so carefully next to you on the bed, the butterflies in his stomach going wild. Butterflies is such a shitty term, they feel more like wasps.

"I'm proud of you."

He blinks owlishly at you. "Why?"

"You always try your best, even when the outcome doesn't look good. It's one of the reasons I come to your games.” You lean closer to him, he can see all the colors in your eyes like this.

Gulping shakily, he dares to hope that you feel the same way. "What's the other reason?"

"I like you. A lot."

He laughs nervously. "At least take me on a date before you take me to your room."

You turn bright red and turn away from him, clearly embarrassed. "I wasn't-Bokuto don't be mean!"

Bokuto grabs your hands and turns you towards him. "H-hey, I'm sorry. You just make me so nervous."

You look at the untouched bowl of grapes between the two of you, not meeting his now steady gaze. "I make you nervous?"

"Yeah, because I like you a lot too and I'm afraid of fucking it up."

He kisses you softly after he tells you that, taking your face gently in his hands. Bokuto could kiss you for the rest of his life and never grow tired of it.

It was a good kiss and it left him feeling warm, even after you pulled away. It was an addicting feeling, kissing you. So he does it again. And a few more times, just to be safe. Kissing you might be his new favorite thing.

"Wow." You murmur, the softest of smiles on your face. He loves the sight of it.

“I like you.” He tells you again, even though he thinks you might know that now, he wants to make sure there’s no room for error. He wants to make sure that you know, wishes he wasn’t so bad with words.

You just smile and wrap your arms around him. He breathes in your familiar scent, the one that always calms him down even when he has his worst days.

Bokuto kisses the top of your head, content. "Hey."

"Yeah?"

"Can I lay my head on your shoulder?”

You smile. "Yeah."

And that's how he fell asleep, cuddled next to you with the sound of your voice in his ear. He wants to fall asleep like this forever, if you’ll let him. Bokuto wants to be with you forever. It’s not as scary a thought as people make it out to be, it’s just something he knows without a doubt. You’re it for him.

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bowandcurtsey · 2 years

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When the boys are drunk (Haikyuu)

Doing an Uno Reverse haha! Happy Birthday ma baby owl Bokuto ♡＼(￣▽￣)／♡ Such a precious husbando <3

Characters: Bokuto, Kuroo, Atsumu x f! reader TW: slight nsfw

Bokuto Koutaro

Soooo LOUD and WHINY. Good lord.

He goes from 0-10 in seconds and moments you wonder if he's bipolar. One moment he's: "y/n, I wuv you. You're my cutie pie, I'll wuuuvv you forveerrr"

The next moment: "I'm not good enough for y/n... She deserves someone that doesn't get drunk like me..."

But please, just coodle this boy and everything will be okay. Some days it's easy to get him out of the party. He moment he sees you, he's like a little puppy running into your arms and hopping into your car home. "I MISSED YOU BABY OWL"

Some days he'll be like "BABYYY~ Stay with me a little longer~" and he'll give you that puppy eyes.

When you finally drag him into the car, he sleeps. Sometimes he snores and drools. But he'll wake up when you arrive, it's like some auto pilot function he has, maybe for when he has super early trainings and his brain is not really functioning yet.

He'll start stripping his clothes the moment he enters the doors and you'll see a trial of clothes as he marches straight into the shower.

He's a sucker for when you dry his hair, he'll nuzzle into your belly and falls asleep again.

When you're done, he's like a broken record that repeats "I love you, baby owl" until you're both in bed and YOU have to cuddle him. He falls asleep real quickly like the precious little baby he is.

Kuroo Tetsurou

If you think that his usual teasing was annoying, wait till he's drunk.

"You missed me sooo much didn't ya baby? That's why you came to get me so quickly~"

"Hey guys, my wifey is here to pick me up, gotta go~" You always suffer from second hand embarrassment when you pick him.

He always says he's not that drunk but his speech is a little slurry. Somehow, he still walks straight but he has his hand draped over you when he walks because he's still protective of you even when he's drunk.

If he's really badly drunk, like he's vomiting and shit, he'll tell you not to worry continuously. Yup. Even though you're not asking. He then pulls you to the sofa or somewhere and goes to lie in your lap and nuzzle for a little while.

He finally drags himself into the shower and every single time he's out from the shower, he seems refreshed and wide awake. He then climbs into bed and pulls you real close and tight to his chest.

"I missed you," and then this horny bastard would have his hands everywhere. And before you know it you're in for a few rounds ;) This man is horny when he's drunk.

Miya Atsumu

He louder and more annoying when he's drunk. He wants to compete in everything.

"Let's see who can reach that bench first!" "Let's see who can shower faster!"

He's so drunk that sometimes he talks to the poster or an object, and then get a little upset that it doesn't respond.

"Hey, you're pretty... but my girlfriend is prettier.." He talks to the Marilyn Monroe poster at the bar, and all you can do is sigh and pull him away.

"Hey look! my pretty girlfriend is here!" he beams when he sees you and then gives you lots of PDA. Holding you, peppering your face in kisses, this boy is shameless.

When he's drunk to a certain extent, he gets really quiet. He suddenly becomes all cool and suave you wonder if he has split personality and became Osamu at times.

Then you realise he's actually really sleepy and just wants to go home.

This boy walks straight into the shower and comes out in 3 minutes, then he plops himself into bed. You have to go over and dry his hair for him because he's already asleep, even an earthquake won't wake him up now.

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