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emmyrosee · 6 months

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"Baby, have you seen my lip balm?"

Koutarou’s voice carries down the hall from the bathroom, and it makes you chuckle slightly as your thumbs don’t pause their scrolling. His words of slight panic have you not even a little surprised as you ignore them.

He’s always. Losing. Something. You’ve lost count of how many lip balms you’ve gotten him. The pairs of socks that end up scattered in the most obscure places. The phone chargers that are left randomly could power the entire city.

And while you’re not necessarily fed up with it, it definitely happens more than it should, and you’re not sure how to keep things from getting lost in his grasp and out of his sight.

With a sigh, you get up and make your way down the hall, grabbing your own lip balm and opening the bathroom door. The room is turned upside down, cabinets opened and flipped inside out, there’s stuff everywhere, and sure enough, no lip balm.

“Koutarou,” you scold, fake in your tone but serious enough to make him whine. You take out your own lip balm to rub it in just slightly.

“It was an accident!”

“Where was the last time you had it?”

“When I went to practice.”

“….okay. Which day of practice?”

“I’m not sure,” he whines.

“Koutarou.”

“Don’t say my name like that!” He whines. “I swear this one was supposed to be the last one! God, baby, this is killing me, I’m so sorry-“

Your hands move up to ungracefully cup his cheeks, pulling him down towards you with no real effort from him, given his surprise. With that, you offer him a big, noisy kiss, which he returns excitedly. Your lips press together, parting slightly to tease before pushing back again.

You hear him hum happily, trying to connect the kiss more before you gently push him away, sending him off with scarlet cheeks and a slightly glossy pout and a dopey look on his face.

“One more. I will buy you one more,” you say firmly, patting him on the chest before stalking away from him and leaving him in shock.

“Or you could do that!” He yelps. “Kissing me works just as good!”

“That won’t help you learn your lesson!”

He calls a quick “i won’t need a lesson!” after you, but you just chuckle and shake your head, picking up your phone to order a few extra chapsticks to scatter around the house.

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eggyrocks · 18 days

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t-shirt: k. bokuto

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she bites down on her lip, and examines the t-shirt her boyfriend proudly wears, lips twitching between a frown and a giggle. “it seems mean.”

bokuto huffs, and puffs out his chest, hands poised proudly on his hips. “what? it’s not mean, it’s true.”

in bold, black letters across his chest read the words, 'my girlfriend is hotter than you.' it's not the first time he's ordered one like it, a flashy slogan about just how much he loves his girlfriend. he has one for just about every day of the week, each one he buys uglier than the last

"you don't need to put others down to lift me up, kou," she tells him, reaching out to tug on the hem of the shirt, straightening it out to get a better look. "though i do have to admit that is better than the one with my face all over."

he just scoffs, removing his hands from his hips so he can wrap them around hers and pull her closer. "you mean my favorite shirt. i wear it all the time."

"i thought i threw that thing away."

bokuto gives her a bright grin and pulls her closer, lifting her slightly so the tips of her toes are resting on his. "i bought another one."

she rolls her eyes at him, but matches his playful grin. "alright, fine. you can keep wearing that one. but this one's too mean. don't compare me to other girls. are you not a feminist suddenly?"

"it's not just saying you're hotter than other girls," he contests, "you're hotter than all the guys too. you're hotter than everyone."

she struggles to frown, and eventually cracks when he leans down to place a kiss on her nose. "fine, i see your point," bokuto relents. "but this means i'm wearing the one with your face out in public! i'll wear it when i do interviews."

"koutarou don't you dare."

"everyone needs to see how beautiful my pretty girl is!"

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an: this came to me in a vision from god @garden-of-bri tagging u cause i know he's ur mans

he would wear this unironically and u can’t convince me otherwise

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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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shoyoist · 2 years

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— 𝐌𝐑. 𝐅𝐀𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐓 : bokuto koutaro.

the view provided by your hotel room is quite possibly the most gorgeous thing you've ever seen — the midnight sky is full of stars, lighting up the snowy mountains climbing the landscape in silver and blue, and the slope below your villa is lined with cabins of mahogany and pine, lit with candles that make the frozen lake at the bottom glitter magically in the faint, golden glow.

you stand there and stare in admiration, behind the wall of glass that stretches from floor to ceiling, clad in a plush bathrobe as you dry your hair — and you're so mesmerized that you don't notice your lover's reflection appear in the polished panes, as he approaches you silently.

then, all of a sudden, you're encircled by big, muscled arms and yanked into a strong, solid chest — and bokuto's husky voice whispers in your ear. "boo."

there's a smile in his tone, and you'd already known it was him the moment he touched you, but you still flinch, because fuck — "god, koutaro, why're you so fucking cold?"

you turn around, trying to push him away and escape his shirtless body, but he gives you a pout and pulls you back in. "hmph, missed you too, baby. and what's that supposed to mean, huh?"

"it means you're cold. aren't you freezing?" you demand, a shiver coursing up your limbs at his touch, feeling like you'd been out in the cold night despite the hot shower you'd just gotten out of and the heater whirring dutifully against the wall across the room. "where have you been, anyway? did you go out into the snow at this hour?"

"no," bokuto mumbles, pressing his lips to your neck in an icy kiss. "i told you — i went to check out the ice baths."

"you took an ice bath?" you ask, remembering that the resort does offer ice bathing and massage services. "isn't that supposed to come with a sauna?"

"it did. felt damn good, too. hinata was right when he listed down all those health benefits." he hums, snuggling his face in your neck, indulging in your warmth. "but anyways, baby — what do you mean? 'm not cold, i'm hot."

"very funny, kou." you roll your eyes, tugging at his arms, trying to free yourself — but he just tightens his hold on you further.

"you always tell me i'm so hot, baby." he complains, giving you another kiss and laughing when you let out a whine. "what changed your mind, hm? thought i was your mega hot, super sexy, eternally beloved kou."

"when did i ever say any of that?" you snort, and bokuto just kisses your cheek, internally cooing at how cute you are, half-heartedly struggling to escape his embrace. "kou," you beg. "i just took a warm bath and i'm getting all cold."

"mhm, and you gotta warm me up now, angel." he gives you another kiss, and another, and you shiver pleasantly at the flutter of his lips over your skin. "we can just take another bath after this, if you get cold."

with a fauxly heavy sigh, you give him a fine, fine and slump into his hug, feeling his sculpted body ripple as he bursts out laughing, telling you how adorable you are as he takes you by the hips and turns you around so he can lean down and lock lips with you in a good, proper kiss. "how do you like it here so far, mm?"

his question registers in your mind only a few seconds later, thrown off by the intensity of his kisses, but you clear your throat, hands circling around his beefy arms as you get on your tip toes, to press a kiss to his nose. "it's so beautiful here."

"and relaxing?" he urges, bumping his nose with yours, gold eyes bright as they search yours. "because that's mostly the point. we're here to have a good time."

"of course it's relaxing." you assure, smiling up at him, as he blinks at you questioningly. "it's perfect, koutaro. i love it, and i'm really happy."

"heh, good to know. because i love it, too." he grins, hugging you to his chest, and you stand there together for a second — you think about your house back in osaka, where bokuto moved you in with him once he joined the MSBY Black Jackals. it's a comfortable place, full of pieces of yourselves and smelling like home, sweet home. so different from the swedish mountains you're currently surrounded by, and the rosen scent of the hotel air freshener. but right now, you don't miss home at all.

the bliss and peace of taking a vacation with your beloved is only just setting in, and you almost want to stay here with him, forever.

"except for one thing." bokuto breaks your train of thought, and you feel him pout again, against your hair.

"and what's that?" you step back, placing your hands on his broad chest and looking into his eyes once more.

he pouts harder, but there's a glimmer in his eyes, still. "you don't think i'm hot anymore."

"i do!" you groan, pulling one hand into a fist and lightly smacking his chest. "you know i do, kou. i meant your body was so cold from the ice bath and the walk here in the minus degrees outside."

"really?" he grumbles, that devillish smile still on his face even though he tries to suppress it, lifting his rosy cheeks as he looks away to one side. "how 'm i supposed to know you're telling me the truth, hm?"

you stare at him, trying not to laugh, and bokuto cocks an eyebrow at you, indignant. letting go of you, he crosses his arms over his chest, looking so fucking good, so tall and powerful as he stands in front of you. "hm?" he repeats.

"what do i do to prove it to you, then." you walk over to drape your hair towel over the back of the chair set by the dresser.

"simple," a grin stretches his mouth again, showing off a sparkling set of teeth. "tell me i'm hot."

your eye twitches, as you stare at your lover — but he just winks, not about to let you frown your way out of it. running a hand through the spiky locks of his grey and black hair, he makes his way back over to you, following you to the dresser and wrapping his arms around you again.

pressing his lips sweetly to your temple, he says again, "c'mon, angel. tell me."

"fine." you mutter, tilting your face up to give him more access, to pepper your cheeks with small kisses. "you're hot, koutaro. so hot."

"so hot, yeah?" he laughs. "i'm Mr. Fahrenheit, from that one song."

"mhm." you hum, closing your eyes as he meets your parted lips again. "burning through the sky, two hundred degrees. all that stuff."

he cackles in satisfaction, lifting you up into his arms and carrying you to bed — his body doesn't feel nearly as cold anymore, as he sets you gently on the edge of the fluffy, hotel brand sheets and gets down on his knees at your feet. "and hey, you're my supersonic angel, aren't you?"

"i am." you smile back at him, the lift of your mouth as wide and bright as his own. "love you, kou."

"love you too, baby." he returns, leaning in to kiss you yet again.

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bokubear · 2 years

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pairing ; college student/volleyball player!bokuto koutaro x college student!reader

genre ; SMAU, social media alternate universe/in real life au, best-friends to lovers ( eventual ), ANGST, fluff

warnings ; breaking into a home, fear, trauma, alcohol usage, language

sypnosis ; a new transfer student arrived at school, everyone positively enamored by her every move. she seems like a sweetheart you’ll admit, but when bokuto kotaro—your best friend for many many years asks you for help to win her heart you oblige—wanting nothing more than bokuto to be happy. but do you really want him to be happy with her when he’s been your crush practically your entire life ?

notes ; this is actually my second series and my first smau ( i’m terrified ). regarding my old series it is on an indefinite hiatus, i simply lost my motivation to upload more chapters so for now it will remain un-updated.

with that in mind, a massive thank you to @oddeonu once again for being an awesome inspiration to fuel me even more so into this mess of a series. hope you enjoy ! happy reading :)

profiles -> Y/N’S CREW

001. rich girl hunger

002. #y/n+bokuto squad

003. kissing 101.

004. “<3”

005. rumors

006. couples night

007. your favorite people

008. stay here

009. letting go

010. ghosting

011. the period phase

012. hallway drama-rama

013. do you still love him?

014. shut up and kiss me

015. you’re finally mine -> ( finale )

maak

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kiyoumie · 1 year

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featuring: bokuto koutarou.

koutarou loves it when you spoil him. he loves it when you cuddle him, cradling into his big atlethic arms. you pepper him kisses when you do, he hugs you after that. he would hug you very tight 'till you can't breathe.

"kou, can't breathe," koutarou then apologizes.

"sorry, just love it when you spoil me like this. you bought dinner today, now you're cuddling me. i love it, a lot. thank you, love," you smiled at his defense.

you replied, chuckling a bit, "i'm glad you do. i love you."

"i love you too, always." he replied after giving you a kiss to your lips.

it's stormy outside and the perfect weather to cuddle and be warm in the hands of others, especially koutarou's.

#haikyuu fluff #bokuto koutarou #haikyuu #haikyuu drabbles #bokuto fluff #bokuto koutarou fluff #bokuto drabble #kiyoumie writes 🧸

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captain-liminal · 2 years

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alright you might not care about my opinion, but here me out

Thank you for your time

#He's so beautiful #Goddammit im in love with another fictional character #Send help #He's so stupid I love him #Bokuto Koutarou #Bokuto x reader #Haikyuu!!#Haikyuu #msby black jackal #Msby black jackals #Anime #Bokuto koutarou x reader #Bokuto koutarou smut #Bokuto smut #Bokuto fluff #Bokuto koutarou fluff #Bokuto hcs #Bokuto headcanons

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rosze-v · 2 years

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the shackles of his logic

pairing: Bokuto Koutarou x Reader

synopsis: Bokutou, you, and cuddling sesh

tw: soft Bokutou, descriptive kissing scene, implied sexual theme but nothing explicit happens, Bokutou is so soft here urgh, flirting with Bokutou, dom-ish Bokutou, Bokutou knows how to use his hands

w.c : 1.1k

a/n: Halu! Last night I read ‘In Another Life’ again, and I hate myself so much for putting myself into such torture. I really aspire to be able to write like that, it’s been quite some time since I pump out angst. Anyway! I hope you guys enjoy this!

The both of you were cuddling into each other, soft breaths on top of your head. Bokutou always smell nice, like baby powder, and lavender. He feels nice, his huge body felt cuddly despite his muscles from his volleyball trainings. The best part is when you look up at him right then, and always, you were greeted with Bokutou smiling down at you. You blushed at his obvious acts, he can’t help it, he loves you so much.

You sit up, a pout forming on Bokutou’s lips, missing your warmth already. You held out your hand to touch his face, in which Bokutou leans into with a sigh, and closed eyes.

“What’s up my love?”. Bokutou asked, blinking at you as you give him a soft smile, and a peck on his nose.

“I love you baby. I love you so much.” You confessed, Bokutou’s lip curled into a grin as he pulled you back into his arms. He squeezes you lightly, rubbing his face on your hair and inhaling into your scent.

“Kou?”. You whispered as Bokutou hums in question. You sit up again, this time closer to his body. You took a strand of his hair and twirls it in your hand, as Bokutou look at you with confusion. At times, you have this expression on your face, it made Bokutou’s stomach churns, and twist wondering what is it that made your expression become so. Bokutou sit up as well this time, startling you from your thoughts. Bokutou sit cross legged, and with ease, he picks you up, pulling you into his lap.

Bokutou then place his hands on top of your cheeks and squishes them. You squeaked at him as he pulls your forehead to his, and lay down his hands back to your lap.

“Stop thinking weird things my love.” Bokutou said, as he stretches back his neck, and kisses your forehead. The kiss was soft, endearing, and filled with love, and you can’t help but sigh in contentment. You wrap your arms around his neck, a flirty smile on your lips as you stare into his eyes.

You always wonder on how you’ll live without this man, its not like he have any illness, yet your overthinking reaches to the stupidest conclusions. Then when you think of such thoughts, you can’t help but feel the burning anxiety at the pits of your stomach. Now, you wish for those thoughts to stop and focus on the beauty in front of you.

You close the gap further when you inch your face closer to his, Bokutou who’s hand before were on your lap, held onto your waist. Bokutou watch as your eyes flicks to his eyes, and then to his lips, and to his eyes again. Your quickening breath were another indication of what it is you want.

“What do you want my love?”. Bokutou ask, as you inhale sharply. He knows what you want but the way your eyes won’t stop following his lips, and the light blush gracing your cheeks before he answers you, set his everything on fire. A part of him wants to ravage you, pull you into his lust, and satiate the never-ending hunger inside of him. A part of him wants to enjoy the way your soft body melts into his, the way your lips slightly parts, and to just cradle you in.

“I want to kiss you…”. You utter, as Bokutou suck in his breath, you look so delectable. “Please…”. You whispered, and that hit it. Bokutou reach forward, and claims your lip, his logic forcing him to control himself. The way you ask for it was enough to make him almost lose his grip.

But Bokutou is a gentleman, he’s not one to always listen to his logic, preferring to break you, and mend you back all over again. This time, Bokutou wishes to take it slow, but not too slow. His right hand slides into your sweater- his sweater, as he hold onto a tight grip on your waist. His left hand, gently slides up the curve of your spine, and when he reaches the middle of it, he pushes your body into him. That earned him a soft moan from you which he gladly drinks up with a smile.

Bokutou licks your bottom lip, as you open your mouth, inviting him to deepen the kiss. Your heart drums in your chest, you could feel the heat rushing through your body. Bokutou is always so intense, be it when he wants it to be soft or rough. Like right now, his hand was inching closer and closer to your chest, the hand that was guiding your back before were heavily latch onto the back of your neck, as he rubs a lax, and slow circle on the skin of your neck. Bokutou groans, your tongue, your body, everything feels so good, but too quickly, you break apart from him.

His low whines turned into another groan as you kiss the side of his mouth, then his jaws, then his neck. You peck it first, a few times after you gave his neck kitten licks, especially at that part on his neck. You could feel Bokutou’s hands steeling on your hips, trying his best not to buck up his hips. Then he moans, albeit softly, when you suck that spot. Once you were done, you look at your marking, and smile proudly at yourself.

You then look up at Bokutou who’s eyes were in a daze, feeling his euphoria, as you smirk. Your nails rake down his chest, as you place another kiss on his cheek.

“You like it baby?”. You asked, voice sultry, and low as he nodded slowly. You could see the flash of his greediness, dancing around his eyes. Bokutou stare down at you, his lust overtaking him quick, but deep in his heart, you’re so stunning, so beautiful. Nothing will ever compare, he thought, as he let himself free from his logic, and you? Like always, you accept him, with open arms, and a beating heart.

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denays-xo · 2 years

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Trying To Get Back Together | Bokuto x Reader

Pairing: Bokuto x Reader

Genre: Angst and Fluff

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: none

Author's Note: aaaaaaa here's the part 2! I haven't posted anything in so long and I really missed this. I hope you like bokuto's version of this series!

Note that words that have * in them will be defined at the bottom of the post. This is just in case people who don't know the meaning of those words or acronyms.

Summary: After graduating high school. Y/N went overseas to pursue their career path and for some-- personal reasons. They don't know how they managed to become the publicist managing the merchandise of one of the most popular volleyball team-- MSBY Black Jackals. And because their luck unbelievably gets worse day by day, her ex is in here too!

TTGBT #2: Bokuto Koutarou

Part 1: The Meeting

Part 2: The Backstory

Part 3: The Ending

You’re sitting across the PR manager who’s babbling repeatedly about how important the clients you were meeting.

“Do you even understand me, Y/N? They’re a ‘Division 1’ team, they’re one of the strongest and most popular volleyball teams in Japan, maybe even the world. Can you even comprehend how big of a project this is for us? Oh screw it, what would you even know.” He says with an exasperated sigh but continues to blab again anyways. Ironically, you know more volleyball than he does.

Usually, you would pay more attention to whatever he’s saying right now, but your thoughts are focused on your rapid heartbeat and trying your hardest to not make your whole body shake. You can’t shake the thought of meeting your ex-boyfriend after more than five years. Maybe he doesn’t recognize you anymore and it would be okay. Maybe he became so focused on his career that he forgot whatever happened during highschool. But you hoped he recognized you, you hoped he didn’t forget, and that’s why you can’t stop this overwhelming feeling rushing through you.

You arrived at the stadium and you can’t help but admire how big it is. So he’s at this level now. You also can’t help but feel hesitant about going inside and seeing him play again. If it weren’t for the PR manager literally pushing and rushing you inside, you don’t know how long you would’ve stood there. After entering the gym, you were immediately greeted by the loud screams of MSBY fans. You were also greeted by the big smile on the face of the man that caused the screams on a wide screen attached to the roof.

“Bokuto spikes through the blocks again with an extremely narrow cross shot! Of course, along with the amazing set from Miya Atsumu………”

The sounds start to drown out and the only thing left is deafening silence as you stare at the man on the screen. He was pointing at the crowd with a big smile on his face as the team gathered together to congratulate each other. You moved to the front in order to get a better look at the team you will manage. But you know deep inside that it was him that you wanted to see.

The team was in another set of back to back rallies with each other. Hinata, as always, was flying over the net which scored them another point. You remember meeting Hinata when Karasuno first participated in their joint training. He was adorable back then and was as chaotic as him. Now, he looks like a grown man and it even seems that he improved drastically.

That’s about as much as the time other people came and distracted your mind. Your eyes always fixated on the eccentric and overexcited man that’s cheering for the crowd as much as they are for cheering him.

Bokuto was absorbed in the crowd as he always was. After all, who has time to care for other people when you’re trying your best to win your own game? The only time, for the first time since high school, that he was distracted was when he saw you amongst the crowd with a big binder in hand. His clear eyes knew that your eyes met and that you were looking at him too. Bokuto doesn’t know what to do or how to process this information. It was only when their team captain shouted at him to go to his position.

You saw him visibly freeze when your eyes locked. You decided that enough is enough and hurried outside. You just can’t take how overwhelming it is emotionally to meet with him again. You would think that after five years all those feelings would be gone, but with just one look everything came rushing again. All the anger, the longing, the sadness, the need, the hatred, you were not sure what to feel anymore. It’s not like you stayed single the entire time either so it wouldn’t make sense if you act rude towards him now. He was a precious friend to you so despite the heartbreak, you wanted to respect and care for him. Professionalism is needed if you will work for him after all.

You didn’t realize how much time had passed when the PR manager was in front of you.

“Hurry up, Y/N. It’s almost time for the meeting. We need to go to their office, it’s nearby so we might arrive before them. Make sure to prepare everything we need for the presentation. Also, prepare the…”

You decided to keep busy with your work. You don’t want the PRO* to flame you for blowing this whole project. When you heard the loud noise and ruckus the team was making as they were getting closer to the conference room, your heart was already tightening because of the sheer speed that it’s beating. It was getting harder and harder to breathe when you started hearing Hinata’s loud familiar voice through the glass. But your heart seemed to have completely stopped when Bokuto came into view. He was hanging his head low and looked like he was in a daze.

“Oh?! Y/N-san! I haven’t seen you in a long time.” You were surprised that Hinata was in front of you. You smiled at him and you see Bokuto in your peripheral staring at you. You only nodded and gave him a polite smile.

Their team members and coach rushed them to take a seat so the presentation could start immediately.

“All right, so here we have some suggestions on which we think would appeal to your fans. First we have examples of chibi* versions of yourselves as stuffed toys. Not only will it appeal to your fans, it will also take the interests of kids that want to play volleyball in the future. Next we have accessories inspired by you or pieces that are designed by yourselves…” You try your hardest not to let Bokuto, who is staring into your soul, affect you as you continue presenting in front of them.

Once the meeting has ended, of course the standard practice was to let the clients leave the room first. You sighed in relief when everyone left and your team was cleaning all the equipment used.

“All right, guys, since we finished pretty early today and the presentation went well, we thank you for that Y/N, you guys are allowed to go straight home after this.” The people in the room were cheering for the PR manager after his announcement. “Just so you’re prepared, we are gonna have a hell of a week after this.”

After everyone was dismissed, you planned to go straight home since everything that happened today was emotionally overwhelming. When you think your day can’t get any more stressful, you see a very familiar figure sitting in the lobby. Bokuto was wearing earphones and was watching something intently in his phone. You didn’t expect him to be here since usually there’s a celebratory dinner after a win.

Should you say hi or not? After pondering as fast as possible, you decided not to do it. You don’t know if you can handle it anymore. But, as you were nearing the exit of the building, a voice called out to you. You freeze.

“Wait, Y/N!”

You turned around and saw him jogging towards you. You can only force a smile when he finally stood in front of you.

“Hello, Bokuto.” You saw him visibly get upset when he heard you call him by his surname. He was still a friend but you had to draw a line somehow. Your relationship was not the same as five years ago.

“Uh, it’s been a long time, do you want to like, catch up? I know a good cafe nearby.” Bokuto scratched his neck, a thing he does when he really wants you to agree.

Just like that, you’re sitting at a cafe waiting for Bokuto who’s ordering for the both of you. You can’t seem to stop your shaking knee caused by being restless. Why did you ever agree to this again?

“Here’s your order.” Bokuto hands you a drink as he sits across you on the small table. It’s definitely a lot closer than you would feel comfortable with. Of course, you don’t show it, or at least you hope it doesn’t show.

“Uh, thanks. So, um, how have you been, Bokuto?” You said then immediately took a sip on your drink. Somehow you’re having a hard time pulling words out of your mouth.

“The passing years have been, let’s say, eventful.” Despite staring at you the entire time during the presentation, Bokuto seems to be having a hard time looking at you now that you’re face to face.

“Yup, I often see your team on the news.” You deliberately tried to avoid saying you saw him and that he’s the only person you can focus on the television. “You guys have been all over the world. Your team also went very far in the Olympics.”

“I guess, you can say that I’m living my dream.” You were very proud of him for that but you were careful not to say too much. “There’s just one more thing missing though.” With that, he stares intently into your eyes.

Definition of terms:

*PRO- Public Relations Officer. The head of a PR team.

*chibi-a Japanese slang for small or short. A chibi version of a person is often shown as a smaller and cuter drawing or product.

TTGBT #2: Bokuto Koutarou

Part 1: The Meeting

Part 2: The Backstory

Part 3: The Ending

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teamatsumu · 2 months

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it was you all along. (bokuto koutaro x reader)

summary: you confess to him, and he’s confused because he thinks you’re already dating. for my valentine’s day event - theme: confessions.

word count: 1285

tags: @keiva1000 @kindnessspreads @msbyomimi @sleepyxxhead @priv-rose @nishayuro @kitas-tapioca @kakashineedstotouchgrass s @amisuh @avis-writeshq @samanthaa-leanne @akaashi-todorki @sp1ng @kur0obaby @bleach-your-panties @pinkiipeachiikeen @whippedbel

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Careful hands tried to handle the cupcake as delicately as possible. You held your breath, lowering it into the box. When its base hit the cardboard, you finally sighed out in relief. You pulled back to admire your creation, feeling a smile creep up on your face at the sight of the four cupcakes, all decorated to the nines.

No doubt in your head that Bokuto would love this. After all, you knew his every like and dislike very well. You had known him forever.

Bokuto Kotarou had taken you under his ‘wing’ when you were in elementary school. Tiny-you had no confidence and zero capability to make friends, while Bokuto was your exact opposite. He had taken a liking to you and had bravely proclaimed that he would ‘protect’ you, puffing out his tiny chest and grinning wide. Over the years, Bokuto had not let you down even once.

It was no wonder that you slowly fell in love with him. How could you not? You spent every day joined at the hip. The only time you were apart was when he was on the court, and even then you were on the sidelines, clipboard in hand, managing the team while admiring how talented your friend was. So really, how could you not fall in love?

In your defense, Bokuto doted on you like crazy. He knew very little physical boundaries when it came to you, hugging and squeezing the life out of you, laying sloppy kisses on your cheeks, sharing food and stories and…. basically each other’s entire lives.

But today. Today was the day. Today you would tell him that you no longer wanted to be friends. That you wanted more. Your heartbeat sped up at the thought of how he might react. You weren’t an arrogant person by any means but you couldn’t imagine him reacting negatively. There’s no way Bokuto could be as affectionate as he was if he didn’t feel something for you. Hell, how many times had he told you he loved you? Every day. You had lost count.

You were careful with the box as you walked to school. Your very limbs were vibrating, and you were breathing deeply in and out to make sure you remained calm. You were optimistic in taking this step. In fact, all your mutual friends, including the team, had only encouraged you. They were all dead sure he would accept your confession and return your feelings just as enthusiastically. You were more excited than you were nervous. You couldn’t wait to see him.

You found Bokuto with his head buried in his locker, and you had to hold back a snort. He was muttering something under his breath, and you were sure he had lost something else now. His locker was a mess, and you had repeatedly scolded him to clean it up or else he would lose things. Once again, you were right.

You tapped his shoulder, biting back a laugh when he jolted and banged his head against the roof. Curses flew from his mouth before he ducked and pulled his head out, turning to look at you with a glare. You watched fondly when his scowl was replaced by the widest, brightest smile you had ever seen. Bokuto’s smile could give the Sun a run for its money.

He exclaimed your name loudly, opening his arms wide to pull you into a bear hug. You immediately held a hand out to push his chest back.

“Hold it!” You lifted up the box. “I’m holding something delicate.”

Bokuto’s interest was immediately piqued, and you giggled at his childish curiosity, grabbing his wrist and tugging him with you. He hastily slammed his locker shut and let you drag him down the crowded halls and outside, finding an empty bench overlooking the school track.

“What’s going on?” He finally asked, wide golden eyes peering into your own. You sat down and patted the seat beside you for Bokuto to do the same. He obliged, waiting for you to speak. Instead, you handed him the box.

Bokuto opened it up and gasped at the selection of four intricately decorated cupcakes, admiring each one separately. You felt your heart swell at his reactions.

“Holy shit,” he whispered. “This one looks like a volleyball. And this one has my jersey number!”

Bokuto looked back up at you with stars in his eyes. “I can’t believe it. This is so awesome!”

You grinned wide, fiddling with your hands a bit. “I made them for a special occasion.”

Bokuto perked up again. “What special occasion?”

You took a deep breath. Finally, the time was here. “I love you, Kou.”

Bokuto blinked before a wide smile overtook his face. “I love ya too, babe.”

You stared at him for a bit. “No. I mean, I love you. I’m in love with you.”

Now, a small, confused frown formed between the boy’s eyebrows. “I heard you. I love you, too. What’s going on? You’re bein’ weird.”

You gaped at Bokuto, unable to even fathom what he was getting from this. Were you not being clear enough? Was he not understanding what you meant?

“Kotarou, I don’t want to be just friends. This isn’t a ‘friends’ kind of love. I wanna date you. I wanna be your girlfriend.”

Now Bokuto looked flabbergasted, slowly closing the box and placing it to the side. “What are you talking about? You are my girlfriend!”

Silence. “What?”

Bokuto nodded, though he still looked at you like you had grown two heads. “Y-yeah?”

“Kou-” You held up a hand as if calling a timeout, trying, but failing, to understand what he meant. You had anticipated requited feelings. Some part of you had even considered the possibility of rejection. But this? How was this even possible?

Bokuto looked like he was processing things too. He quirked his head to the side, staring quizzically at you. One of his hands ran through his hair, almost in thought. You felt a horrific laugh bubble up inside you at how ridiculous the situation was. This…. this was so on brand for Bokuto. Your confession going awry because this idiot thought you were already dating.

“But what about all the time we’re together? I always hug you and kiss you. We have sleepovers all the time. I sleep in your damn bed!”

“Well yes, but-” You shifted. “We did that as friends!”

Bokuto gave you a look. “You think I act that way with my other friends?”

“I thought I was special.” You mumbled, suddenly rethinking almost every interaction you had with Bokuto.

“You are.” His voice softened. “Because you’re my girlfriend.”

You felt your face burn hot. “But you never-”

He waited for you to continue. You fidgeted.

“We never kissed.”

Now, a shiteating grin was slowly spreading across Bokuto’s face. He wiggled his crazy eyebrows at you. “You wanna?”

You smacked his bicep hard, making him yelp and rub the sore spot with a little pout. Inside your chest, your heart was doing endless flip flops. You still couldn’t believe that all this time, Bokuto had assumed you were dating and not just friends. The very thought of it was both completely expected and also insanely shocking at the same time.

Bokuto was watching you closely, having calmed down a bit. He gave you a little smile.

“Since ya didn’t consider any of our dates as…. dates, can I take you out on a proper one now?”

A smile spread across your face at his words. You nodded jerkily, staring down at your hands. Bokuto clapped his hands in finality.

“Great! Now, I need to eat these cupcakes and talk about how great they are.”

You laughed.

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reineydraws · 8 months

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babies iwachan, bokuto & noya fighting with their stick-swords :') based off this extra from the manga!

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu fanart #hq fanart #bokuto koutarou #iwaizumi hajime #nishinoya yuu #bokuto #iwa chan #noya #hq noya #hq iwaizumi #hq bokuto #kotaro bokuto #haikyuu!! fanart #haikyuu!! fluff

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emmyrosee · 1 month

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Bokuto 31 (i'm sorry if i screwed up)

YOU DID NO SUCH THING!!! Thank you for sending it in for me, love 🥺🩵

31 with Bokuto… proposal 🫶🏻

The ring sits like a brick in his pocket from how nervous he is, the feeling of nausea swirling in his chest as you stare at the clouds in the sky, taking in the beauty of nature as he takes in the beauty of you.

He doesn't fear that you'll say no, necessarily. But he's worried you won't say yes, you won't jump up and down and scream his name and tell everyone you're engaged, because Koutarou would be no one, if he wasn't a panicking, catastrophizing man.

He knows that Atsumu and Meian are on a blanket only three yards away, ready to film and take pictures whenever he gives the signal, but you look so peaceful, soaking in the sun.

He hopes you don't mind a calm, serene proposal, he was going to give you an extravagant one, but he panicked, He didn't want you to feel like you had to say yes- although, it sure would be cool if you do.

He looks at Meian, gives a loud clearing of his throat, and when you turn to look at him, he nearly dies from nerves. He clears his throat again, "hey.. so... how are you?"

You quirk a brow and chuckle, "I'm just delightful, 'tarou. How are you?"

"I'm good!" He assures. Then, he swallows thickly, "but... I hope you can make me better." He shifts slightly to then be perched on one knee, taking the ring out of his pocket and holding it tightly.

First, your look is surprised. Then, excited. Then you whip your head around to see the surrounding park-goers clapping, and your eyes land on Atsumu and Meian filming.

Then, amusement fills your eyes, and Koutarou falters just slightly.

"KOUTAROU!" You scream, and he smiles nervously. "I'M IN SWEAT PANTS!"

"It's okay!" He hears Atsumu yell back.

"NO ITS NOT!" You laugh as your hands come up to cover your face, but interlaced with your laughter are tears, your shoulders heaving and slipping over your cheeks in ways Koutarou can only describe as joyful.

He beams back at you.

"Will you marry me?" He sniffles. "Sweatpants and all?"

"Yes," you whimper, nodding and passing him your ring hand, a hand so much smaller than his, a hand he can't wait to hold forever, now adorned with the prettiest ring his money could buy and for him and him alone.

You tackle him square to the blanket, and he wraps his arms around you protectively, laughing against your head and sponging kisses where he could.

Ready to start a new forever, with you.

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eggyrocks · 4 days

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NUMBER 68 WITH BOKUTO!!!

play wrestling is actually my love language

500 follower special: #68 “PILLOW FIGHT!”

bokuto x gn reader, pretty much just fluff, short, this is actually just kind of stupid, not proofread

When Bokuto says, “There’s only one way to solve this,” they know what’s coming. It doesn’t matter what they’re trying to solve. If they’re debating what to order for dinner or who’s turn it is to do the dishes.

Whatever the marital spat might be, the solution will, inevitably, be a grin so bright it makes the sun seem dull, and the enthusiastic shout of, "PILLOW FIGHT!"

Their socks slip on the hardwood, making them slide across the floor as they grip onto the throw pillow they snagged from the couch. Bokuto is just a step behind them, impossibly long arm reaching toward them, snagging them around the waist and pulling them back against his chest.

"I'm winning!" he yells, lifting them up off their feet with one arm, the other victoriously holding up a limp bedroom pillow upright over his head.

They kick their legs wildly, trying to break away from his grip. "You're cheating!" they cry, squirming in his grip but unable to escape his iron-clad hold. "You didn't hit me yet!"

"Oh yeah," he concedes, and then brings the pillow down to gently knock against their still squirming legs. "Now I win," he declares, and leans down to place a kiss on the top of their hair as they go limp in defeat.

Bokuto places their feet down on the ground, but doesn't let up on his hold, keeping their back still pressed against his chest, resting his chin on the top of their head. "Not fair," they pout. "You always win."

They can't see it, but they know he's grinning, smug and satisfied. "That's true. I do always win. It must be exhausting being married to someone who wins at literally everything."

"Yeah," they agree, twisting around to look up at him. "You're too strong for me to beat you."

Bokuto blinks, forcing an apprehensive frown. "Are you trying to flatter your way out of folding the laundry?"

In response, they smile sweetly up at him, and then they lean up on the tips of their toes to give him a chaste kiss on his lips. "Maybe?"

His smile comes back in full force. "It's working."

an: this was goofy

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romeavecryst · 14 days

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.˚₊‧ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ‧₊˚.

˖ ࣪⊹ He’s the kind of guy to help put and take off your shoes, even if your not drunk, but if your getting ready his large hand wrapping around your ankle as he slips your shoe on next tying the laces or strapping the heels your wearing “Hmm there you go love can’t have you bending over to put them on no?” His voice deep and tender kissing your lips gently.

Ushijima, IWAIZUMI, Daichi, Kuroo, TSUKISHIMA, BOKUTO, TANAKA, Kageyama,

Little reminder rq are open!(im desperate ☹️)

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kissinkou · 22 days

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LIKE A CHAMP .ᐟ

ft. msby bokuto

cw : highly suggestive. making out. groping. cursing. stripping clothes. allusions to s3x. petnames (baby). locker room activities with beefy yummy bokuto :3 @omitea @steleir for my wifies !!

wc : 1k

you can hardly hear yourself yelling over the crowd of cheers that erupt through the stands. large signs are held high with famous players jersey numbers, and the stomps of feet throughout the bleachers create a loud rhythmic bang. the boom, boom, boom of shoes against the metal as the athletes fall to the floor in celebration.

your hands clap as you look across the court, smiling wide at your husband who pumps his fist high in the air, loud yell of pure ecstasy coming straight from his mouth. you see him look to the crowd, seemingly searching until he’s able to lock eyes with you. his grin is so wide you feel as though theres a light shining in your eyes, his teammates slapping his back in praise.

bokuto is immediately striding over to you once he gets the go ahead from his coach, practically tackling you into a hug stronger than a bear, squeezing you tight. you can feel the sweat that sticks to his body, seeing a droplet run down his forehead when he pulls back to rattle you by your shoulders.

“ baby ! you saw me, yeah ? you saw me win that point ? did you ? ”

you can’t help but giggle at his frantic need for your praiseful answer, hand coming up to his face with a smile spreading onto your lips.

“ i did. it was a great game ! you did amazing ! im so proud of you, kou. ”

and that’s when you see it. the smallest but mischievous glint that pools into his eyes, and he may try to laugh it off as if it were nothing, but you know him.

you weren’t sure if it was the adrenaline or the earlier words that left your mouth, but it led to your hand being taken and practically dragged to the mens lockeroom.

theres a sudden slam that resonates throughout the echoey walls, your back coming into contact with the locker behind you.

“ what— kou-mmph ! ”

you’re taken by surprise when a pair of lips smash into yours, teeth clashing in a frantic hurry as your question gets stolen from your mouth.

“ m’ sorry baby— i just— please. ” bokuto muffles, plea’s slipping from his mouth between the kisses he leaves on your lips, hot breath fanning over your face.

bokuto’s hands begin to roam across your body now, squeezing at the soft plush of your hips that has you instinctively rolling them onto nothing.

you can feel the tingles that shoot up from your feet to your spine, knees buckling into eachother. there’s a familiar heat that pools into your stomach, and one look at bokuto is all he needs to know his next move.

his lips are still devouring yours, tongue swiping at your bottom lip as a silent ask to delve deeper. you allow him, opening your mouth just the slightest bit more so he can push his tongue past your lips and onto yours.

your hands slip from his forearms, traveling up his biceps to the back of his neck. your fingers grasp the small hairs at his nape, which makes bokuto let out a shakey breath into your mouth.

“ you don’t understand— how bad i wanted this. ” he starts, large hands now dangerously close to the plump of your bottom.

“ looked so fuckin’ pretty in the stands baby. just wanted to— have you right then. ” he starts to babble nonsense, groping your ass in a harsh squeeze that has you whimpering in his hold.

his skin is wet, hot, and sticky from the earlier match he had just played. sweat trickled down from his sideburns as it pooled under his chin, and you can feel the buldge in his uniform growing stiffer by the minute. your hand travels to the tent in his shorts, fingers just barely grazes over his print, and bokuto sucks in a harsh hiss through his teeth. always so sensitive.

his mouth begins to peck the corners of your lips, moving south down your neck with sloppy wet kisses. bokuto lets his lips hover over your skin for a moment, before he’s delving into your jugular to leave a soft bite on your most sensitive spot.

“ mm!— kou… ” is what comes out of your mouth next, egging him on before bokuto loses all sense of control he has.

his kisses have grown hungrier, keeping your lips latched onto his as he lifts you from your thighs. he keeps devouring you, effortlessly keeping you upright as he carries you to a separate area of the locker rooms.

there’s a clash and a bang, shower room door swinging open but you both don’t seem to mind it. your legs are wrapped around bokuto’s small waist, his hands on your ass the only thing keeping you steady. your back hits yet another wall, the tile cold against your skin.

“ i want— oh fuck ! ” you yell out in a sudden gasp, taken by surprise by the lukewarm water that shoots out of the showerhead in steamy streams.

you’re both soaked from head to toe in tapwater, and bokuto’s hair starts to fall down, strands tickling his nose. his clothes grow heavy on himself, sinking in to his skin and putting his abs on display through his jersey.

“ what baby ? cmon’, tell me want you want— please ? ” bokuto beckons, mumbling through the lips that trail hot kisses from your neck to your collarbones.

you take a deep, shaky breath to recollect your surroundings, thinking of every possible outcome of the situation at hand. you’re in the locker room showers, for godsake. but you know there’s no turning back now, love and needy lust swirling in you and your husbands irises like a whirlpool of desire.

“ —you. i want you. ”

bokuto’s fervant hands reach to lift the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head in a hurry to strip you until you’re bare and for the taking.

you’re both exposed to eachother, hair wet and as soaked as you are as his fingers lay a playful squeeze at the skin of your naked hip. he doesn’t try to hide the neediness that takes over him anymore, pulling and groping any part of you he can get his hands on, your warm flesh being fondled lewdly.

“ i’ll give you whatever you want. you’ll be proud of me then, too, yeah ? ”

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