when you sleep over for the first time
a/n: this is my first headcanon so if anyone has advice, suggestions, formatting tips, etc. please let me know! thanks for reading and i hope you enjoy!
characters: bokuto koutarou, miya osamu, and sugawara koushi
tags: fluff, gn reader, maybe 2 swear words, drinking
he’s actually been looking forward to it all week
poor akaashi had a hard time getting him to focus during practice
before you come over, bokuto goes to the little corner store and buys so much food
he sets it out on the coffee table in a pretty display for you
this calls for lots of pillows and blankets on the couch which makes a little nest
once you arrive though he would want to make a fort because he always used to do it when he was a kid
it’s pretty much a mess but at least it fits the both of you (sort of)
eventually, you agree on some random action movie off a pirated website
you both get a sugar high from the ridiculous amount of candy and pop you’ve consumed
major screaming at the characters in the movie
“why the bruh would you walk in there”
halfway through, you just start talking and totally ignore the movie
once you guys crash from your sugar highs, you just head to his bedroom and don’t turn off the tv or clean up
you go into the bathroom to change into your pajamas and come out to see bokuto in a matching pajama set
he really is so cute and what for
he makes sure to pull the covers back for you so you can climb in first
once you are both situated, he introduces you to his owl plushie collection
yes he has one this is non-negotiable
“this one is named hoot hoot because...”
once he’s done, he turns off the lights
you see a nightlight that he’s had since he was a baby by his door
you want to ask him about it but he’s already fast asleep
picture this: you rest your head on koutarou’s chest and listen to his rhythmic breathing and soft heartbeat that eventually lulls you to sleep.
you already know you are eating good tonight
he has basically prepared a five course meal for you
and you better like it because he spent the entire day cooking
had to kick atsumu out multiple times and placate him by giving him some cookies
he told you to not eat lunch or dinner so that you would have room
when you come in, the dining table is set up with a table runner, flowers, fancy candles, the whole works
you feel woefully underdressed (this was supposed to be a sleepover…) but osamu obviously doesn’t care
still thinks you’re gorgeous and tells you it
he takes your bags and drops them on the couch before leading you to the table
he pulls out your seat like the gentleman he is and sits opposite of you after bringing out the first dish
imagine whatever you want this wikipedia page is confusing me
of course it is absolutely delicious and satisfies your grumbling stomach
he tells you about his chaotic day that he had in preparation for this big dinner
once he sees that you are done or have stopped eating for a bit, he brings out the next course
you try to save room for everything but by the end, you’re taking one bite of everything because the food supply is endless
seriously glad you wore loose pants because you are so full
osamu is still eating since he is a bottomless pit i guess
and he is just very glad that you enjoyed everything
the night ends with alcohol and a great night’s sleep
picture this: the warm candlelight casts a soft glow on osamu’s face as he smiles at you with love in his eyes, delighting in the way that your cheeks are stuffed with the food he made for you.
everything is so chill and relaxing with him
when you arrive, a steaming hot set of pizza and breadsticks, paper plates, and a bottle of red wine are ready
y’all are truly the peak of elegance
fights over the ranch and marinara sauce break out since neither of you particularly feel like sharing
once the pizza is gone and you are both thoroughly tipsy, he opens his laptop to engage in your favorite activity to do as a couple
catfishing people on omegle
he lays on his stomach on the floor with a pillow to lay his head on
and you basically lay on top of him
your wine glasses are scarily close to the computer
the two of you always make a pact to never disconnect first
hours upon hours you waste convincing people that you are a fourteen year old obsessed with backrooms and cryptids, a horny nineteen year old female looking to fuck, and someone’s old history teacher they hooked up with as a student
casual touching and lots of soft kisses between the laughter
eventually you run of out people to impersonate
so you turn off omegle and watch playthroughs of horror games
which scare you so badly but you would never tell koushi (yep no weaknesses here not at all)
he’s not scared and definitely knows that you are afraid but won’t do anything about it until you admit it
halfway through when you are completely terrified, he randomly shouts in your ear
and you jump at least five feet in the air
he laughs and turns off his laptop
you’re so paranoid now of any little sound or movement
he assures he’ll protect you from anything in the dark
says it mockingly but it’s still comforting somehow
you may or may not have clung to him for the entire night
picture this: you’re roaring with laughter as you lay on top of giggling koushi who, with the steady keyboard clicks, tries to convince your next victim that you live in the same city as they do.
