fluff, pretending to cry because of Bokuto Koutarou
bokuto koutarou x f!reader
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You donāt mean to do it at first.
Itās genuinely nothing, Bokuto reaches past you to grab his phone off the couch and accidentally bumps your elbow. Barely even a bump. The kind youād usually laugh off or not even notice.
āOop, sorry, baby!ā he says easily, already grinning, already moving on.
And thatās when the idea strikes.
You inhale, sharp and quiet, and let your shoulders dip just a little. Your face falls. You blink twice, slow and deliberate, until your eyes sting enough to water.
āItās⦠itās fine.ā you say, voice a touch thinner than usual.
Actually freezes. Like someone hit pause on him mid-motion.
āā¦Baby?ā he says cautiously.
You sniff once. Just once. You look down at your hands and swipe under one eye, subtle but unmistakable.
It clatters to the floor, completely ignored.
āWAITāWAIT, WAIT, WAIT,ā he blurts, already kneeling in front of you like heās about to beg for forgiveness in a historical drama. āAre you, are you crying??ā
You shake your head, tiny and stubborn. āNo.ā
His eyes go so wide youāre surprised they donāt pop clean out of his head.
āIāI didnāt mean to hit you!ā he panics, hands hovering uselessly in the air. āI swear it was an accident! I was just grabbing my phone and then oh my god baby, I hurt you, didnāt I??ā
You finally look up at him. Your lashes are damp. Your eyes are glossy with unshed tears.
Bokuto gasps like heās been stabbed.
āI hurt my BABY.ā he whispers, horrified. āOh no. Oh no, oh no, oh noā
āItās okay,ā you murmur, voice wobbly. āIt just surprised me.ā
Thatās it. Thatās the nail in the coffin.
He lunges forward, gently but urgently, cupping your face in both hands like youāre made of glass.
āIāM SO SORRY.ā he says, words tumbling over each other. āI shouldāve looked! I should always look! I wasnāt paying attention and now youāre sad and thatās the worst thing in the world!ā
You sniff again for good measure.
He makes a sound that can only be described as a whine.
āBaby, please donāt cry,ā he begs, forehead pressing to yours. āIāll do anything. Iāll get you ice! Or a snack! Or wait do you want cuddles? I can give you the best cuddles. Like, Olympic-level cuddles.ā
You bite the inside of your cheek to keep from smiling.
āI didnāt say I was crying,ā you say softly.
āBut your eyes..ā He leans back just enough to inspect your face, thumbs brushing under your eyes like heās trying to wipe away the moisture before it can exist. āTheyāre all shiny!ā
āThey do that sometimes.ā
āBecause youāre SAD.ā he says firmly. āBecause of ME.ā
You sigh, dramatic and long.
Bokuto immediately straightens, determination blazing.
āOkay. Okay. I know what to do.ā He points to himself. āI will make it better.ā
āFrom this moment on, I will be the most careful boyfriend ever. No bumping. No reaching past you. I will announce all movements within a five-foot radius.ā
He steps sideways. āI am now moving left.ā
You let out a tiny, traitorous laugh.
His head snaps back toward you. āWait. Was that a laugh??ā
You clamp your mouth shut and look away, shoulders trembling just a little like youāre holding something back.
You sniff again, weaker this time.
āā¦Baby.ā he repeats, suspicious now. āWhy do I feel like youāre not actually upset.ā
You finally crack, just a little. You glance at him, lips twitching.
āI just wanted to see what youād do.ā
Thereās a beat of silence.
āā¦YOU PRANKED ME??ā
Bokuto stares at you, utterly betrayed, then dramatically flops backward onto the couch, throwing an arm over his eyes.
āI thought I was the worst boyfriend alive for, like, two whole minutes,ā he groans. āI was about to dedicate my life to elbow awareness.ā
You laugh openly now, crawling over to him. āYou were really sweet.ā
He peeks at you through his fingers.
āā¦You werenāt actually hurt?ā
āā¦You werenāt actually crying?ā
He sits up suddenly, grabs you, and pulls you into his lap, burying his face in your neck with a huff.
āYouāre evil.ā he mumbles. āYou canāt just do that to a man.ā
āBut you called me baby like twelve times in thirty seconds.ā
āā¦Yeah, because youāre my baby,ā he says matter-of-factly, arms tightening around you. āAnd if my baby cries, the world ends.ā
You smile, pressing a kiss to his cheek. Worth it.