-> suna will ask you the most random and sometimes the most out of pocket questions ever just to get a reaction out of you and he’ll watch your expressions change from the corner of their eyes with a smirk on his face.
-> atsumu could ramble on about any given topic in the entire universe and generally can hold a pretty good conversation. not that you mind anyway because you find it cute seeing him engaged in the most random topics ever.
-> akaashi bends down to bring his ear closer to your mouth whenever he can’t quite make out what you’re saying. hitting you with a soft “hm?” or “i’m sorry” while bringing his face down closer to you.
-> bokuto immediately offers to carry anything that’s remotely heavy and sometimes just subconsciously reaches for the object out of your hands without even realizing he’s doing so.
-> sakusa asks how your day’s going or how your week went and definitely expects a full-on, in-depth description of what you did or what made you happy/upset, all of the above! not that he intends on being nosy or annoying, but because he genuinely is interested and wants to know if you’re doing okay.
-> osamu asks the hard-hitting questions in attempts to get to know you better. he doesn’t care if you find it annoying or weird at all, he just likes hearing you talk and getting to know the little things about you.
-> kuroo is weirdly, incredibly attentive and will remember a story you told him almost a year ago. you briefly listed a few of your favorite artists and several months later, he’ll mention those artists, catching you off guard as you definitely did not expect him to remember such a trivial detail about yourself.
bokuto + gn!reader | established relationship, fluff
personally i would Not try to go alone. but you know. gotta write what you gotta write for the fic prompt
“kou?” you gently shake bokuto’s shoulder. your boyfriend had fallen asleep in the middle of your show and you didn't have the heart to wake him up; there was something comically adorable about him curled into you, tucked under a fuzzy blanket. but you were hungry, and you knew there was no more of your favourite snacks in the kitchen.
kotaro's eyes stay closed, but he hums at the sound of your voice. “hm?”
“’m gonna go get some food, okay?”
“okay,” he replies quietly. his arms unwrap from your waist and groggily, he reaches up for the side table where his wallet rests. “d’you have—do you wanna use my card?”
“no, it’s fine, it’ll just be some snacks," you promise. the both of you shift so you can get up, and you make sure to leave a quick kiss on his nose before moving to get ready.
“m’kay.” he exhales and moves to lay on his back, rubbing his eyes to wake up a little more. his voice is raspy when he speaks. “when did i fall asleep? what time is it?”
“you fell asleep an hour ago—i paused the episode by the way. it’s almost 10 i think?”
“oh, ’kay.” kotaro hums again. there’s a beat of silence as he listens to you put your shoes on and wonders how he fell asleep, but he shoots up a second later after finally processing your response. “wait, what?”
“i’ll be back soon, love you,” you call out, disregarding the sound of him pushing the blanket off of himself and it hitting the floor.
“what, no, what? baby, what—” he trips a little as he reaches for his phone on the coffee table in front of him. the brightness makes him squint, but he stutters again when he sees the 9:54 pm staring back at him.
“kou—”
“i’m coming with you, hold on. lemme put on my shoes, wait,” he cuts you off frantically. there’s a second where he notices he isn’t wearing socks, nor is there a pair nearby, and he reaches for his slip ons instead.
“kou, you don’t have to, seriously,” you try not to laugh as he brushes his fingers through his messy hair.
“yeah i do,” he says while walking past you to reach his jacket. he only stops for a second so he can pull you in to plant a kiss on your forehead. bokuto looks at you, and he seems a little bit out of breath, but he still tells you matter-of-factually, “i’m your boyfriend.”
there’s little you can do other than watch him get ready with a small frown. you try to reassure him again, “it’s okay. you’re tired, kou. i’ll be fine–”
“no, i’m coming with you,” he says determined. “you don’t know what could happen this late. what if there’s someone dangerous, or like, a super big monster?”
“a what?” you snort. “i think the show got to you, baby. also what would you do against a monster?”
“well, maybe, but i’m just saying! you don’t know when you could be proof of the supernatural in a 7 eleven parking lot. and obviously i'd distract it until you got the car going and i'd jump in.”
the both of you look at each other, and you open and close your mouth trying to think of a response. because despite his words, and how his brows are furrowed and his mouth in a pout, bokuto's tone in genuinely concerned.
the store isn’t far, you’ve made the 5 minute trip yourself before. and you're sure if you wanted to stand your ground, promise to text or call, he'd (begrudgingly) stay behind. but it was bokuto. you never really rejected more time together, and you're not sure why you'd start now—even if it was only a 15 minute snack run.
so you admit defeat, exhale and smile softly at him. “okay, yeah, you’re right. maybe not the monster part, i hope, but, thank you.”
bokuto's expression quickly turns into a grin before he grabs the car keys. his other hand finds its way into yours, just as warm as usual. he pulls you along to unlock the front door, a bounce in his step as if he didn't just wake up. “did you wanna pass by a drive-thru? i’ll pay.”
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