bokuto doesn't know how he ended up in aran's lap. they're both a little drunk, but they've been flirting for weeks before this. but neither has had the confidence to ask for anything more. and bokuto's never been bolder than when he has alcohol in his system. aran had been watching bokuto make a fool of himself and bokuto must've taken things into his own hands.
ok, bokuto's more than just a little drunk. he's babbling aran's ears off about volleyball and what a good spiker aran is and how good he is for the team. bokuto isn't sure if the flush on aran's cheeks is from the alcohol or the praise, but bokuto thinks it's cute either way.
bokuto snuggles into aran's arms, warm and content. he's about to fall asleep and he hopes aran doesn't mind. (aran's more than happy to have bokuto in his arms.)