Can I request Bokuto accidentally making his s/o flinch during an argument?? It can be a headcanon, a fanfiction, whatever. Thank you! 😚
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warnings: hints of past abuse and slight angst. mainly fluff tho. scenario has fem reader
bokuto accidentally making his s/o flinch
bokuto
-i feel like he would be either not at all yelling and being like a puppy dog getting scolded for pooping in the house, or would be the one scolding the puppy
-except he’s like not even scolding it and just talking to it in a baby voice, or is 70x angrier than the average owner
-like, he would just either be like, “it’s ok little guy. i’m not mad.” or be legit screaming and not even scolding at that point. it’s one or the other. in between does not exist in this boy’s world
-and unfortunately for you, this time, owl boy is the screaming one today
-you probably did something that you didn’t think would piss him off but it sure did (we all know that he can get angry over weird things)
-or he wasn't even angry at you but let out his anger on you (in that case he’d be slapping himself across the face)
-probably slaps or punches something to get his anger out, or starts punching the air or something
-though when he sees you shaken up and crying, he’s probably a bit confused, but all the anger sizzles down immediately
-ha. you thought you would get personal space? nope. boy immediately envelopes you in a hug or scoops you up and holds you
-would be apologizing like mad and trying to stay manly, but you crying is just too sad and he would start crying too
-end the day off with lots of cuddles and bokuto ordered in some yakiniku because this boy would probably burn down the house if he tried lol
“bokkun!” y/n exclaimed cheerfully.
looking tired, bokuto replied. “hey.”
“how was the training camp? i made dinner!”
“fine.”
bokuto walked past y/n, visibly feeling grumpy and tired, his hair deflated. he slumped onto the barstool in the kitchen, landing with a boom.
“i missed you owlll. didn’t you miss meeee?” y/n teased, giving him her sweet, innocent puppy eyes.
“mrphmmhm.” bokuto grumbled.
y/n gently held his large hand in their own, smaller one, gingerly rubbing her face against it affectionately, wanting to feel his warmth.
and the action of affection that would have made bokuto so happy in any other situation just made him... snap.
“I’M NOT IN THE MOOD, OK?! STOP BUGGING ME!” bokuto yelled, flinging his arm around in the air in anger and annoyance.
the arm came roughly an inch away from your face, barely missing you. you flinched as flashbacks flooded into your mind and you instinctively crossed both arms and put them up to your face for protection. tears pooled in your eyes and you could feel your legs trembling.
bokuto’s eyes immediately softened, and he looked at you in concern. did he yell a little too loudly? he thought you would have gotten used to it by now! he didn’t mean to! it was just an accident...
“y/n...” bokuto said softly, reaching out a hand, wanting the touch.
“d-don’t... i’m sorry. please.. just don’t.” you hiccuped, tears streaming down your face, backing away slowly in fear, your arms not leaving your face.
bokuto’s eyes widened in horror. did she really think he would hurt her?
he stared at your figure, arms crossed and up to your face, tears streaming down your cheeks, eyes glossy, body trembling, lips quivering. no. he didn’t mean to do that. he would never lay a finger on her. she was precious.
almost about to cry, himself, he ran towards her and scooped her up bridal style, burying his face into the crook of her neck.
holding her tight in his arms, he could feels as the tenseness left her body as she settled into his muscular arms.
“i’m sorry, y/n, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to. i was just tired. are you ok?” bokuto asked gently, planting soft kisses all over her neck and face.
“sorry.” bokuto repeated. “are you ok?” a concerned look washed over his face. “i’m sorry, i was just tired.”
“you could’ve said so, you know.” y/n answered, slightly grumpy, as she nestled her face into his chest, to avoid eye contact between the two, and to hide her tear-stained face.
“i know, i know. i’m sorry. f/m? (favorite movie)” bokuto asked.
y/n smiled. “ok! sounds good!”
lots of cuddling, snuggling, and kissing took place that night. ☺️
