summary: With bokuto practicing so much for an upcoming game he hasn’t had much time for date nights. Bokuto’s two older sisters are in town and you end up having a girls night.
genre: fluff
word count: 1.2k
warning: suggestive comments, kisses
a/n : I just found out that according to the haikyuu wiki and other sources Bokuto has two older sisters. How could I not write about it
The volleyball season was right around the corner which means Bokuto is working harder than ever. However, it also means that you barely get to see him. Its strange going from being attached by the hip to not seeing him for an entire week. You were walking past Bokuto’s house, which was on the way to yours, when you saw his bedroom light was on. Strange since you thought he was still in practice. You decided to knock on the door. The door swung open and a girl answered. She looked really familiar but you couldn’t quite place her.
“Hi, I was wondering if Bokuto was home.” You ask her. She gasps.
“No way! Your Bo’s girl,” She yells back into the house, “You’ll never guess who is here, get down here!” You have no idea what is happening at this point.
“Come in,” She lets you and closes the door behind you, “I’ve heard so much about you.”
Another girl comes from downstairs.
“Look its Bo’s girlfriend! Isn’t she adorable.” The second girl gasps just as loud as the first. She rushes over and gives you a big hug. They are both pretty tall, and insanely pretty. You can see where Bokuto gets his height from.
“We’ve been dying to meet you but Bo thought we’d scare you off.” One of them explains.
“It’s lovely to meet you,” You say politely, you were mentally prepared to meet more of his family, “Bokuto has told me about you guys as well.”
“Oh, no need to be so polite.” An arm is thrown over your shoulder.
“You’re family now!” They drag you to the living room and before you know it you, you are fitting in like another sister. They tell you tons of stories of Bokuto as a kid and even manage to find some home videos. The three of you just laugh for the next few hours. You share some stories of the past few years from him in highschool that they missed when they were in college. Let’s just say they love you.
You are all sat on the couch cuddled under blankets in a solid lump of tangled limbs, watching a tv show and eating pizza when the front door opens.
“I’m home.” You hear Bokuto grumble, exhausted from practice. The two sisters freeze.
“Hide,” She whispers harshly, “He’ll kill us if he finds out we met you without him here.” You slip under a blanket as he walks by the couch.
“Ew, you stink. Go take a shower.” One of them complain, the smell rolling off him. You were pretty used to it by now, and with the blanket covering your face, you couldn’t even smell it.
“Whatever,” He says heading upstairs, “I’m coming back for pizza though!” He was about to go upstairs when your phone chimed loud. He must have texted you that he was home. This made him freeze, suspicious since he knew that sound. You had changed it from the default sound so you would be able to tell when it was your phone going off or someone elses.
“You guys didn’t…” He goes over to the couch and pulls the blanket off, “Y/N!?” He was not expecting this. You smile at him, guilty.
“Surpise.” You slow jazz hands at him.
“I- Wha-You should be home?” Poor Bokuto is way to tired to try and comprehend this but eventually it sinks it. He glares at his sisters about to accuse them of kidnapping you, not like that would do him much good. He doesn’t stand a chance against them, but he can pretend.
“I saw your light on so I thought maybe you were home but instead I met your sisters.” You explain, to happy about his sisters liking you to be guilty.
“Wait why was my light on.” He looks at his sisters.
“Hey that’s not the point here,” One of them avoid, “How could you hide this little gem from us?”
“Right!,” One of them hugs you from behind, “She’s just so perfect I might just have to steal her.”
“No! She’s mine! I found her first.” He complains like a little kid. This makes you laugh.
“I told you he was possessive,” His sisters refers to one of her stories, “Could never share anything.” Bokuto’s eyes are widen at that.
“You told her stories?! Whatever they told you are lies! Everything is false.” He says grabbing your shoulder, terrifies what they might have told you.
“Mmm I don’t know,” You say thinking, “You do have a favorite volleyball no one else is allowed to touch.” His sisters start cackling at this.
“Did you name it too?”
“Bo’s Balls!” His sister exclaims still laughing.
“Ahh! Y/N don’t encourage them!” He adjusts his grip on your arms so he can help you over the back of the couch while his sisters are distracted laughing. You let him pull you over and into his arms. He slides his hands down to the back of you thighs and picks you up. You wrap you legs around his waist and secure yourself.
“Hey Bring her back!” They yell once they realize he’s stolen you. You wave to them from over his shoulder.
“No way! She’s mine!” He runs up the stairs with you clinging on, you were slightly nervous he was going to trip running with you. Once he gets to his room he tosses you on the bed. He crawls over you and kisses you. You immediately reciprocate. The kiss lasts a good while, its slow and lazy but it makes up for the week apart.
“I’ve missed you.” He grumbles his face now buried in you neck.
“Me too,” You run your fingers through his hair, “Go shower, I’ll be right here.” He grudgingly gets up. Both he leaves he turns around and says,
“Don’t let them in if they come up here alright,” He says pointing at you, “It’s my turn with you.” He winks then leaves. You grab your phone texting your parents you’ll be staying over, which is nothing new. You get up and steal one of Bokuto’s shirts and a clean pair of boxers. You go over to the bathroom, which he left unlocked. He was still in the shower.
“Brushing my teeth.” You announce, he hums in acknowledgement. You grab your designated tooth brush for whenever you stay over, which is a lot. He comes out of the shower just as you finish. He changes into his bed clothes and hands up his wet towel. He hugs you from behind, just wanting to be near you, and grabs his tooth brush.
“Don’t get toothpaste in my hair.” You complain but make no move to get away. He finishes up in the bathroom and drags you back to his room. He throws himself on his bed and you crawl over to him. You don’t even make it under the covers before the two of you pass out, you snuggled into his chest with his arms protectively around you. Shielding you from anyone who would snatch you away, also known as his sisters.
Talking about his sisters, they are currently creeping down the hallway. They listen before opening the door, when deeming it safe, they crack it open and are met with the sight of the two of you cuddled up, sleeping.
I loved writing these so much I might make them into scenarios eventually but for now I wrote head canons bc they are a little easier on me to write. I just love the idea of smug kuroo and nervous bokuto ya know?
Kuroo:
OKAY BUT! Him dating Suguru’s little sister??? iconicCCCC
He probably wouldn’t even know at first, I see them meeting at a public place, no uniforms on, he probably just thinks she’s really cute and gets her number.
They start going out and it’s all great or whatever, he doesn’t even connect the two at first until he finds out she goes to Nohebi and then he starts thinking.
Kuuro isn’t a dumb man, Suguru isn’t a super common last name, and going to the same school that’s uh a little too much. So he just asks, about if she has siblings.
Oh boy does she, and she asks if he wants to meet her big brother Daisho
???? Yes, yes he does very much want to “meet” him.
THE SMUG BASTARD! Daisho up here ready to be an intimidating big bro when here comes his rival with his LITTLE SISTER on his arm.
She’d be so confused as they had their usual little banter it would be high key kinda funny though.
Kuroo probably wouldn’t even be all that bothered by it though, he likes her so it doesn’t matter who her family is, unless it made her uncomfortable, then he’d do his best to be civil.
He’d just find the entire situation hilarious tho, probably call Suguru his brother in law after a while, just to annoy him and throw him off in arguments.
If it was his friend it would be a little different, especially if it was a teammate.
He would have probably met her at a game or something, and if he’s smitten he’d be a little concerned with how his friend would feel about it.
He’d be a little nervous and probably talk to his friend about it first.
Best believe when he gets the green light he’s going for it though, nothing is scarier than telling his close friend he likes their little sister.
If he met her outside of volleyball and didn’t know at first it would be a little different.
Kuroo wouldn’t want to cause any strain still, but if they are already in a relationship he wouldn’t break up with her if it did.
He’d just talk to his friend as soon as he found out and try to make it clear that he really truly cares about her and if it makes that friend uncomfortable he’s sorry but he’s not letting her go.
Bokuto:
He’d be so oblivious if she was a rival’s little sister. Literally wouldn’t know until she introduced him to her older brother.
Then he’d just be the pikachu meme tbfh. Like “what? What?”
Might even be a little worried about it, because that’s her brother! What if he’s already made a terrible impression on her family and she doesn’t wanna see him?
Might go into a small emo mode until he’s reassured that his rivalry with her brother on the court doesn’t bother her at all
He wouldn’t bring it up during matches or use it against his opponent, he doesn’t think that personal stuff is really valid. His spike and his team should be all that he needs.
However, he might look to see where and who she is cheering for during matches.
He’d be super pumped if she decided to cheer for him, like on his top game. He’d be so happy and grateful.
Bokuto might be a little distracted if she isn’t cheering for him, but he also understands bc it’s family.
It would make him pumped in a different way, he’d want to impress her so much she can’t help but yell out for him.
If it was his friend all i can think of is fckn Akaashi’s little sister. Like could you imagine?
It’d be really cute tho he’d be a loud mess, half trying to seem cool half so nervous he just kinda… yells.
He’d try really hard when he knows she’s there, same idea, only he’d probably try really hard not to get into a down mood.
He wouldn’t want her seeing her brother having to go out of his way to fix his emo mode.
Also talking to Akaashi about the crush? Oof he’d be pretty nervous about that too, any friend or teammate he would be nervous.
Bokuto just doesn’t want it to become a thing that hurts their friendship or team work.
Honestly might be a little scared of Akaashi not tossing to him.
summary: Bokuto makes a bet with himself where you end up dying his hair
genre: fluff
warning: swearing, a couple suggestive remarks, quick kiss
word count: 1.3k
a/n: so apparently no one nows what Bokuto’s natural hair color is so I’m assuming its his root color and that he does dye his hair. I’m basing this all off the one time coach ukai called bokuto “frosted tips”
“Hey y/n! Watch this!” Bokuto calls out to you where you are sitting on the bleachers watching practice. You look up and he continues.
“If I make this spike you have to dye my hair.” Bokuto has already decided you've already agreed.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea-“ Bokuto signals to his team mates to get get ready.
“Don’t worry I got this.” Wasn’t what you were worried about.
“I’ve never dyed hair before-“ His teammates are laughing so hard they can barely jump.
“Ready!” Bokuto jumps up and spikes the ball. His teammates barely get off the ground and he spikes it with ease. You're not sure if it's because they want to see the aftermath of you dying his hair or because they were too busy laughing to even try.
“Feel free to do your worst,” Akaashi walks up to you, “it will be more entertaining if it comes out botched. Might teach him something too.”
“You might think it’s funny but I’ll never hear the end of it.” You grumble, knowing that every argument from then on it would be brought up.
“Why you date him, the world will never know.” Akaashi says jokingly as he walks away.
“Have you seen his ass?” You yell back laughing. Akaashi rolls his eyes but can’t deny it.
“You better be talking about my ass!” Bokuto yells from across the court.
“You bet.” You smirk at him and he bounces his eyebrows suggestively at you.
The two of you are now in his bathroom. Practice is long over and now you must complete Bokuto’s bet. Maybe demand would be a better term.
“You are aware I have never dyed hair before, right?” You ask him as he boosts himself onto the counter top.
“Yeah but it's not that hard,” He says dismissively, “besides I’m here to walk you through it.” You were pretty sure it was hard. I mean have you seen how many failed hair dying videos there are. You were also worried about how helpful Bokuto’s help would actually be. You’ve seen him explain things purely in noises.
“Alrighty mix up a bit of this, with some of that in this bowl.” He points the stuff out to you and you go to work.
“What is it?” You ask as you begin mixing.
“The powder is bleach and the bottle has developer in it,” He explains, “Since my natural hair is pretty dark I can’t just dye it otherwise it won’t show up, so this lightens it.”
“Oh you know a lot about this.” You say
“Well I do this everytime my hair grows,” He passes you something, “Here this is an applicator, just brush the bleach on the ends of my hair.” You stir around the bleach mixture and get a good amount of product on the applicator.
“Isn’t there supposed to be a cap and a hook thing that you pull your hair through?” You question, having seen a video using one. You step over in between his legs and begin applying product. He has to tilt his head down because he’s so damn tall.
“What do we look like? Professionals?” Bokuto laughs at the idea.
“There was one in the kit but it takes forever so I threw it out,” He says, “I’m better than it anyway.”
“Oh yeah of course you are.” You say sarcastically.
“Woah was that sarcasm.” He says lifting his head to pick a fight. You play fight often over simple stuff, all lighthearted of course. You’re both argumentative people, it’s your love language. Besides from touch cause this boy in handsy.
“You sure you want to pick a fight right now,” You point the applicator at him threateningly, “It’s your hair on the line here.” He gasps at you in offense.
“You wouldn’t.” He playfully glares at you.
“I already got permission to screw your hair up. I wouldn’t push me.” You would never actually on purpose but boy is it tempting sometimes.
“By who!” Bokuto now more interested in who betrayed him. You push in his head back down and continue working.
“It was Akaashi wasn’t it.” He grumbles.
“Maybe, maybe not,” you mumble, “There last piece.” You take a step back to admire your work.
“Woah done already?” He hops off the counter and looks in the mirror.
“Looks good.” He says and ducks downs to kiss your lips. Its quick and sweet.
You manage to wait the twenty-so minutes for the bleach to do its thing without getting too much product everywhere. You sit on the counter when he goes in the shower to wash out the bleach. His phone dings and you see he got a snapchat from Kuroo. You open it to see Kuroo sending a shirtless selfie.
“Babe why does Kuroo send you mirror pics?” You ask giggling. His head pops out the shower.
“Wait let me see!” You turn the phone around so he can see before the timer runs out.
“Damn he’s fine.” Bokuto says before ducking back into the shower.
“Geez just date him already.” You joke. Snapping a quick selfie, you reply to Kuroo telling him to stop stealing your man. He comes back and tells you that you’re welcome to join as well. You roll your eyes and tell him that he may change his mind after your potentially botched dye job makes him go bald. You continue back and forth with Kuroo until Bokuto comes out the shower.
“Ready for round two.” He winks at you suggestively.
“You know it.” You hop off the counter and he takes your place.
“Now its time for the dye,” He says grabbing a couple bottles and pouring them into a new mixing bowl, “Okay now apply this to where you just bleached.” You repeat the previous process. As you go you feel some wandering hands on you.
“Are you bored already.” You ask.
“Usually I do it so I’m busy focusing but now I’m just sitting here it feels so long.” He explains.
“I’m almost done,” You scoop up the last of the product from the mixing bowl, “and done!”
“Just have to wait another twenty minutes.” He mumbles playing with your hair.
“We should dye your hair,” He says excitedly, “Then we could match!”
“No way.” You say laughing.
Twenty minutes later and your back in the same position. Him showering and you sat on the counter. You two just talk about your days and anything else that comes up.
“Ooh I should order food for after,” You say grabbing your phone, “What do you want?”
“I’ve been craving a burger all day.” He says happy with that idea.
“Burgers it is.” You leave the bathroom to make a phone call for a delivery, already knowing his order. When you come back into the bathroom and Bokuto is out and drying his hair. You come up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist.
“Hey there.” He says over the noise of the hair dryer. He passes it to you, wordlessly asking you to do it. You have to push up onto you tippy toes but you manage. You run your fingers through his hair trying to get all of it dried. When it all looks dry you set the hair dryer down and try and spike it up a bit.
“It looks pretty good,” He compliments your work, “Not a good as when I do it though.” You smack his chest and leave for his bedroom, but you were pretty happy about his compliment. He comes up behind you and throws you onto the bed. You laugh at the sudden movement as he pounces on you. He rolls the two of you over so you are on top and lets you snuggle into his side.
You don’t mind how you spend your evenings as long as it is with him.
I relate to your name so much, and I am so excited! Ahhh coffee shop aus! I hope this was okay!!!! I wasn’t sure 100% but please enjoy.
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Bokuto got hired as a barista almost on the spot, his manager loved his energy. Honestly, he loved it, the smell of coffee, the people watching, and trying to guess who orders what. However, he didn’t expect for an absolutely beautiful girl to walk into the room during his shift. The first time he got her drink order wrong it was honestly a mistake. He was distracted, only caught the back order of it, and accidentally poured from the decaf pot. When he overly apologized she flashed the most breathtaking smile he decided he had to mess up EVERY time she came in now. It had been a few weeks since the first time, and they were on first name basis. Bokuto looked at the clock excitedly, 9:05 am and the bell on the door rang like clockwork. He smiled wide, puffing his chest as he leaned against the cash register trying to look casual. Not like he had been bouncing in place waiting for the beauty to walk in. “Mornin’ Y/N! What are we trying today?” He had begun to learn her facial expressions, and he could tell he was being a bit too chipper. She almost winced, but still managed to give him a smile in return. “Morning Bokuto, eating the espresso beans again? Hm, could I just get a mocha with extra espresso.” He laughed heartily, not bothered by the comment as he rung her up. “Nope, my energy is all natural. No caffeine needed!” He turned around and started to make the drink. He pretended not to notice her eyes on him, or the fact that her eyes made him excited. He threw it all in the blender, and added a few shots of raspberry and white chocolate syrup and topped it all off with freeze dried strawberries. He smiled presenting the drink proudly. She gave him the look he loved, the “Are you kidding me Koutarou?” In his head she always called him by his first name. “What? I made it perfect, Y/N! A super dragon latte supreme just for you.” She rolled her eyes and he laughed, quickly pulling his wallet out. “Fine, fine, I’ll make it right. If you stick around and keep me company while you drink it.” He put his own money in the register for the drink, grinning cheekily. Bokuto watched a smile that reached her eyes spread to her face, the soft laugh that bubbled from her pink lips. He was absolutely smitten. “Fine, you dork. Only until I’m done, unlike you I need my coffee to get things done during the day.” It was quick how much he brightened at that, making her coffee, proudly handing it to her. They would talk between customers, people watch together, make jokes at each other. He would tell her about volleyball and the fact that he was a top ace. He might have been bragging but he couldn’t help himself. He wanted to talk himself up, because, well today was a special day. Just as the girl finished her coffee he leaned particularly close, watching her brows shoot up in curiosity. “So... If you’re not busy later tonight, could we hangout without me having to make a horrid drink as an excuse?” Bokuto’s smile only widened as she saw her cheeks flush red, and well, if that wasn’t a good sign he didn’t know what was.
