#bokuraka

“Bokuto?” Bokuto turned and saw Hinata, another spiker for his volleyball team. “Hey! What are you doing on the floor?” Hinata crouched down next to him, tilting his head a little. 

“Waiting for Kuroo.” Bokuto said simply, and the redhead nodded, sitting next to him. 

“I’ll wait with you then! Out shopping for your anniversary coming up?” Hinata asked, leaning on his hand. Bokuto nodded and Hinata smiled. “That’s cute. I’m happy for you, Bo! I’m glad you have so many people to love you. We can’t do it all ourselves you know.” Hinata joked, referencing their teams tendency to slightly baby the owl-like man. 

“Hey! You said you wouldn’t make fun of me for that!” Bokuto pouted, crossing his arms like a child. This just made his friend laugh, which in turn made him laugh. “Yeah, I get it. They’re all my loves though, and I’d fight for em! Well, I mean, if it was necessary. I don’t like violence.” 

“Yeah, I know. Someone tried to punch you and you said sorry. Honestly, it’s kinda cute how non-violent you are compared to high school you. You used to be really aggressive!” Hinata laughed again and Bokuto shook his head.

“Well, that’s not me anymore, Shoyo. I’m a pacifist now.” He grinned, proud of himself for using a term Kenma used. His gamer boyfriend usually had to explain things to him. Wait till he heard about this!

“Bokuto?” Kuroo looked in the aisle and sighed out of relief. “Hey, glad to see you’re still here. Why didn’t you follow me? I said stay close.” He said, helping both Bokuto and Hinata off of the floor. 

“You did? Oh, oops. Sorry, Tetsu! I heard ‘stay put’ not ‘stay close’ so I sat down.” Bokuto rubbed the back of his neck and silently hoped he wasn’t in trouble. It wasn’t likely, but you never knew. “Are you mad?” Kuroo frowned and hugged his boyfriend. 

“Bokuto, we’ve been over this. I’m not gonna get mad over small things like this. Nor will Akaashi or Kenma. We aren’t like your exes.” Kuroo kissed his head and cupped his cheek, smiling softy. “Come on, let’s go get some presents.” 

“Okay.” Bokuto nodded and smiled, waving goodbye to Hinata and leaving with Kuroo. They shopped around for a few hours, then snuck in the house through Bokuto’s window, hiding the presents under Kuroo’s bed to wrap them later. Kuroo’s from Bokuto, and Bokuto’s from Kuroo, were already wrapped so they didn’t spoil the surprise. 

A few days later, the four boys were gathered in the living room as Kuroo brought in the bags of presents for each person, putting them down and giving them to the boy it belonged to. A bouquet of flowers sat on the table and one of Kuroo’s lasagnas were in the oven. Movies waited to be watched, snacks to be eaten. 

When presents were opened, dinner was eaten, and snacks grabbed, a movie was put on. “They do realize we also get email receipts, right?” Akaashi muttered quietly as Bokuto and Kuroo argued over what movie to watch. 

“No, they’re kinda dumb sometimes. Especially around electronics.” Kenma said, for one not having a game in his hand. His hair was braided, courtesy of Bokuto, and Akaashi also had his hair done by Kuroo. 

“We love them anyway, don’t we?” Akaashi smiled lovingly at the two taller boys, hearing an affirmative hum from Kenma. Bokuto won the movie fight and made an “ah-ha!” sound as he put the movie in. Once it had started, Bokuto sat in front of the couch leaning back with his head between Kenma and Akaashi. Kuroo sat down next to Kenma, putting his arm around both boys sitting there, knowing Akaashi didn’t like to be crowded. 

For those two, their dumbass duo made their anniversary the best one yet. Just because they were there. But, well, that’s love for you, isn’t it?

After the movie, Kuroo found he had Bokuto and Kenma at his sides, curled up and each under their own blanket. Akaashi sat next to Bokuto, petting his hair. “You’re both dumbasses. You know that?” 

“What? How?” Kuroo asked, pulling the other two closer to him as Akaashi helped pull out the couch-bed to help them sleep better. 

“We can see receipts too, Tetsuro.” Akaashi smiled at Kuroo’s surprised face and kissed his cheek. “We didn’t read it once we figured out what it was, but maybe pay in cash next time.” Kuroo nodded and gave Akaashi a blanket, then put one over himself and their other boyfriends as Akaashi laid down with his back to the other three.