Um hi I just found your blog ur a really could writer um could I request like a cuddle movie night with Atsumu,Sakusa and Bokuto (and if u have a anon list could I be 🦊 anon)
watch a movie with miya atsumu, sakusa kiyoomi, & bokuto kōtarō
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note: hi 🦊 anon!! you can absolutely have some cuddly movie night scenarios with the boys <3 aa im sorry it took so long for me to post i had to rewrite this like 4 times bc i didn’t like how my drafts turned out LMAO but i hope u enjoy!
— ATSUMU
His fingers have been fiddling with your hair for the past two hours, and you’re sure the section he’s been toying with has turned into a bird’s nest. Not that you have any right to complain, anyway; your head’s on his chest, and your hand grasps the fabric of his shirt, the strength of your grip changing according to the intensity of the events playing out onscreen.
The movie’s finally arrived at the big, climactic fight scene. You grab onto Atsumu’s shirt like your life depends on it, holding your breath in suspense. He thinks it’s cute, the way your eyes are wide and twinkly from the glow of the tv. He’s almost content to leave you in peace, but he can never pass up the chance to tease.
“Y’know, by the time this is over, I don’t think any amount of ironing is gonna get these wrinkles out, what with all your grabbing.” His smirk blooms into a chuckle as you tear your eyes away from the screen to glare at him, albeit insincerely.
“As if you iron your clothes in the first place,” you shoot back. Well, you got him there.
Defeated, he lets you return to your attention to the movie, pressing an apologetic kiss to the crown of your head when you grumble about having to rewind it to see what he made you miss.
— SAKUSA
You have to stifle your giggle when you steal a glance at your boyfriend. Sakusa’s brows are knit in concentration, eyes glued to the screen. He notices your amusement nonetheless, giving you a questioning look.
“What is it? Did I miss a joke?”
You shake your head. Truthfully, you’re not paying much attention to the movie, finding more entertainment in the expressions Sakusa makes as he watches, so the answer you give him is pretty baseless.
You cozy up further into his side, mumbling, “You’re warm.”
He turns even warmer, his face flushing at your absentminded comment. The arm he has wrapped around your shoulders gives you a gentle squeeze, pulling you impossibly closer to him. You put your head on his shoulder, and he rests his head on yours. You hear him let out a breath and take it for a sigh of content. (He’s really just resisting the urge to sneeze; your hair is tickling his nose, but he doesn’t want to ruin the moment.)
Half an hour passes; Kiyoomi’s gotten so caught up in the movie that he doesn’t notice you’ve fallen asleep until your head nearly lolls off his shoulder. He’s quick to catch you, and makes a mental note to move as little as possible.
Pulling the blankets up to your chin, he begins to think about how to summarize the movie once you wake up.
— BOKUTO
“Oh, oh! it’s almost time for his confession.” Bokuto’s voice is oddly hushed, not wanting to break the quiet. “I never get tired of it.”
“Yeah, you also don’t get tired of crying every time it comes on” you reply playfully. Unlike him, you speak at a normal volume.
You reach over to the popcorn bucket in his lap, which he instinctively tilts towards you. “By the way,” you say through a mouthful of popcorn, “why are you whispering? We’re at home.”
“For the ambience, duh.” Bokuto rolls his eyes at you as if it’s the most obvious thing. You can’t help but laugh and cup his face in your hands, pulling him in for a kiss. He obliges, pecking your lips, your cheeks, and one more on your nose before settling back down.
There’s a beat of silence before he asks, “I used the word ‘ambience’ correctly, right?”
You pinch his cheek endearingly. “Yeah, you did.”
He beams with pride before shushing you, buzzing with anticipation as the confession scene begins.
You must have watched this movie a million times by now, and have replayed the confession thrice as much. Unsurprisingly, Bokuto’s got it memorized; you can hear him saying the words with the actor onscreen, matching the emotions in his tone.
You turn to tease him, only to find that he’s looking at you intently, eyes shining with sincerity as he quotes the last few words:
“So I can say to you now, with absolute certainty, that I am irrevocably in love with you.”
— postscript
i am a sap. a Sap!!!! honestly i pulled bokuto’s quote from one of my scrapped fics lolol the venn diagram of the characteristics of 12 year old me and 17 year old me is a circle. but anyway !! mayhaps ill get some fics out soon hehe
abt the toothbrush discourse,,,,why not just,,,,use ur fingers 😊
also, for legal reasons and future purposes, this is a JOKE and to any of my future potential suitors who might see this, i brush my tooth EVERY DAY with a TOOTHBRUSH so dont get the wrong idea now 🙄
*bangs two pots together* RISSIE BRUSHES HER TEETH WITH HER FINGERS
two days ago i realized that i could not keep going to bed at 4 am if i wanted to get up in time for school when the break was over so i reset my sleep schedule 😔 why does school ruin everything
pls teach me how to do that hsjfjs i go to bed at 10 then fall asleep five hours later 😭
chel I’ll gladly take the canvases 🥵‼️they’re so expensive omg
PLEASE DO !! and YES they’re stupidly expensive nd for what!! i actually bought ten 10x10 canvases for like ... $8 so it was a steal but i have nowhere to put them and nothing to paint 😭😭
