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Sober Realizations. -Bokuto Kotaro-
Warning(s): cursing, suggestive content(nsfw),Ā alcohol (aged up)Ā
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āTalk about a pussy dare.āĀ
Kuroo winks at you as he downs the rest of the vodka bottle in one go, high-fiving Bokuto afterwards as you glare at Tsukishima, who had given the raven-haired captain the dull dare to begin with. The blonde simply shrugs, leaning back to pop open a can of cranberry beer as Kaori continues to burst out laughing at the turn of events.Ā
āSo I have to strip my shirt off but Mr. Iām-too-good-for-girly-drinks gets to chug his favorite alcohol? I call bullshit.āĀ
āAt least your bra is cute!ā Kaori exclaims, cuddling you close as you roll your eyes, feeling Bokuto shift next to you as your breath catches in your throat. The shared dorm of the boys had you all sitting in a rather closely knit-circle, you and Kaori coming over for old timesā sake seeing you were all attending the same college as you ended up sidled comfortably up to your high school crush. Bokuto takes another swig of Smirnoff before offering the rest to you.Ā
Bokuto grins as you fight your blush when he reaches a hand out to tousle your hair as you shyly sip, his jacket loosely covering your frame yet still remaining unzipped to reveal your black bra underneath. Bokuto hadnāt even reacted when the bastard Nekoma captain dared you to strip, simply laughing and making you feel worse as a result-
especially considering the brother-like gesture of draping his team jacket across your shoulders.Ā
Tsukishima had to call Daichi-Ā
āD-Dad come pick me up, theyāre drinking alcohol-āĀ
āTsukishima, to put it nicely, what the fuck-ā
Akaashi had to reenact High School Musicalās iconic Gotta Go My Own Way with Bokuto playing as Troy-
āAkaashi how do you mess this up?! Itās a simple one-two rhythm-!āĀ
And your personal favorite-Ā
Bokuto had to also strip his shirt off, due to Tsukishimaās bland-ass pick of the dares and his unwillingness to be creative. So thatās how you ended up, head leaning loosely on the broad shoulder of Bokuto, who (thank the gods) had his hair down from his previous shower, smelling of bath soap and a tinge of his cologne with his shirt discarded to the left of him.Ā
You bite back a sigh as your turn comes around again, Kaori grinning a tad wickedly at you as you arch a brow, wondering just where your friend would take this.Ā
āTruth or dare, Y/N~?āĀ
Your eyes narrow at her tone.Ā āTruth.āĀ
āWho would you want to fuck the most in this room right now?āĀ
āBite my ass, Kuroo.ā You snip at the smirking player, turning back to your suspicious friend.Ā āDare.āĀ
āOho? I dare you to call your crush.āĀ
āWhat are we, seventh graders?ā You challenge almost immediately, feeling your heart rate pick up as your fingers trace the rim of your drink, telepathically cursing Kaori with every colorful word you could come up with.Ā
āWell, Iād most definitely want to fuck Kei-āĀ
āSit your clown ass down, Kuroo, Iād want to fuck Kei over for picking shitty ass dares.āĀ
āDonāt make me come over there, woman.āĀ
āNot the truth, Y/N~, you know what that means~ā Kaori sings as you think it over for a moment. Although your immediate reaction had been to deny deny, and deny, you couldnāt help but wonder if doing this childish action would bring you the closure you needed. Your petty crush on Bokuto had started in high school, but he had never acted as anything more than your older brother and best friend. However, you had never directly stated to him after all these years what you really felt for him, the boy who had been there through countless breakups and heartbreaks.Ā
Before you can talk yourself out of it, you throw your drink back as your other hand fiddles with your phone, tapping quickly before you can stop yourself.Ā
āFive bucks she calls Lev.āĀ
āLevās like, my child, how dare you say that.āĀ
After your pointed glare towards an amused Kuroo, the silence that settles around the room when you hit call makes you want to turn off your phone and end it-
but it was far far too late for that.
You keep your eyes downcast as Bokutoās phone lights up with your name, heart emojis and all.Ā
Akaashi and Tsukishima exchange quiet, knowing glances as Kaori and Kurooās eyes widen at the fact that you had actually done it-
āHuh?ā The golden-eyed boy seemed to be immersed in confusion for a good second as he looks down at the caller. You hold your breath-Ā
āHeyooo Y/N!ā Bokuto picks up the phone from next to you as you sweat drop.Ā
āYou were supposed to call your crush, but you called me! Do you need a do-over?āĀ
Akaashi and Tsukishima both hang their heads gloomily in disbelief as Kuroo cackles, Kaori putting both hands to the sides of her temple to massage the sides. You swallow the lump of dissapointment in your throat as Bokuto continues to hold his phone up to his ear, grinning that same cheeky grin you were still in love with.Ā
āWhat? Why is everyone being weirder than usual?ā Golden eyes blink in innocent confusion as you forget just how much of a dumbass the talented ace was at times.Ā
ā...Yeah. Maybe I do need a do-over.ā Your smile is wobbly as you finish off your drink, standing all of a sudden to excuse yourself to go to the bathroom. In the minute of silence after your leave, Bokuto seemed to be concentrating really hard with furrowed brows, wondering why the sudden change of atmosphere had occurred as Akaashi begins to reach a hand out-
āSh. Heās almost there.ā Kuroo stops him with a knowing grin.Ā
āKuroo, his brain might explode from thinking too hard-āĀ
āThatās awful, Kei!ā Kaori swats the blonde.Ā
Amidst the conversation, Bokuto stands all of a sudden, eyes widened with a weak finger ponting at himself as he looks each of his friends in the eye.Ā
āWait, donāt tell me-āĀ
āI was this close to playing jeapordy music, too.ā
āTsukki, go to your room.āĀ
Ignoring the flicked off finger in the direction of Kuroo from the blonde, Akaashi groans to himself when Bokuto makes a mad dash to his bedroom, the room that had the bathroom you excused yourself to as the setter rolls his eyes.Ā
āFour years to get together and they have to do it in my dorm bathroom?āĀ
āJust drink your wine, old man, weāll put him on clean-up duty.āĀ
āO-One second!ā Your voice attempts to chirp, only to crack. Upon hearing that, Bokuto lets himself in anyway to see you supporting yourself up with both arms on Akaashiās sink, head hung over the drain as you straighten all of a sudden, startled at his entry as palms swipe at the moisture falling down your flushed cheeks. The loose sleeves of his jacket and the exposure of your undergarment-
had Bokutoās mouth drier than he remembered it, the sudden urge to touch you overwhelming him.Ā
āSorry, I mightāve had too much to drink, I donāt know whatās with me...ā You trail off in a slight slur, prompting Bokuto to shut the door tightly as he lessens the distance between the two of you in the already small bathroom. You bite your lip at his shirtless form and youāre practically matching one as your thoughts remain sober, wondering if you could play it off with you being too drunk.Ā
āY/N-chan...Did you mean to call me?ā Bokutoās voice is scarily soft as his grey-black locks fell over his goregous golden eyes, and you find yourself at a loss for words when a hand reaches out to grab the sink, leaning over you and sealing off your escape. You gulp at the proximity, looking away bashfully.Ā
āDonāt lie, Y/N-chan, we promised we wouldnāt do that!ā
You flinch at the feel of Bokutoās lips ghosting over your neck, feeling hot all of a sudden as Bokuto pulls back slightly, gold eyes deadly serious, something you only had seen in his matches.Ā
Your lips pout as you look away again, refusing to answer, prompting the gray haired boy to use his thumb and forefinger to turn your chin back in his direction, gold eyes desperate for an answer.Ā
āS-Since our second year.āĀ
His warm hands dip through his jacket to stroke your waist, causing you to whimper a little as Bokuto releases a breathy sigh, using the sides of his jacket to pull you closer to him so he can sit you on Akaashiās sink. He smiles as you try to process whatās happening as he moves to stand between your thighs.Ā
āThen I have...what, four years to make up?ā Your alcoholic breaths mingle as your fingers find themselves woven throughout his hair, your other hand moving to rest on the back of his neck as you shyly meet Bokutoās loving gaze.
āO-Only if you want to...āĀ
āOh trust me.ā You flinch when he pulls the jacket off your shoulders, the material falling to the floor as his hand moves to turn the lock.Ā
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