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⋆:✮Azalea x Bokuto✮:⋆
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟSide note. Azalea is a OC from Restarting a wattpad book by wh1sp3er. Let’s also pretend that all the schools are in a decent distance of each other. The haikyuu boys might be a lil ooc-ish it is my first time writing them.
—//summary//— Azalea was always focusing on her studies. Wanting to make her parents proud of her good grades so she only had time for studying and nothing else, well that was until her best friend pointed out that there might have been a spark between fukurodani’s volleyball captain, Bokuto Kotaro. That conversation sent Azalea into disarray and uncertainty on what she wanted to do with her self but then Kuroo made a bet with Bokuto one day when him and a few others went to an arcade and being someone not to back down went through with the bet.
Warnings:Light angst
Word count:2,468
𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .
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“I’m home” I sighed walking in through the front door of my house “Your home early” My mother hummed emerging from her office “Yeah, I didn’t have any clubs today so I thought I’d come home” I answered slipping my shoes off “Even so you’ve been coming home a lot sooner these past few weeks, is there something wrong?” “I wouldn’t want you to fall behind in school hun,” Mother said with a worried tone “Nope nothings wrong just been wanting to come home early and I won’t fall behind in school just because I’ve been coming home early” I laughed out trying to ignore the bitter feeling that continues to bubble. “Anyway, I’m going to go upstairs and study.” I smiled making my way upstairs. “Mk, dad’s going to be working late tonight I think” Mother loudly told me as she made her way back into her office.
The news of my dad working late isn’t a surprise to me not one bit, my parents are work-alcoholics through and through, despite them being work-alcoholics and never really having time to come home to their daughter to spend time with her they always seem to have the time to remind her that they have high expectations for her because they did amazing high school, which then they would go on a whole tangent about how my dad graduated early and got into a prestigious college, then my mom would but in that she graduated valedictorian with many offers to prestigious colleges, so to say I have my hands full wouldn’t be a lie.
I huffed flopping down at my desk’s chair pushing my self back then spinning a few times. With the pressure of grades and going to a good college, I really have no time for anything in between. I deemed romance a waste of time, time that I could be spending on studying but I found that love comes when it’s most not wanted and it has thrown me into a disarray, a whirling tornado, a- a mess of unorganized thoughts that I’m drowning in. I hate myself for feeling this way, that I let myself fall for this even though I vowed to myself that I wouldn’t. I didn’t even realize that I was in love until Senka pointed it out…
It was on of those late nights that Senka convinced me to stay out late and go explore some random abandoned place. We had been sitting on the roof of the abandoned place looking at the remainder of the sunset that’s turning into an inky sky that blinks with stars. I had just texted Bokuto something, setting my phone down I waited for a response but every few minutes I would glance at my phone. “Hey Azalea...” Senka said wanting the attention of the girl beside her, I hummed acknowledging what she’s had to say “Are you, um in love with Bokuto?” Senka said with genuine interest. “Huh? No…?” I said with confusion for the odd question Senka asked “What makes you think that” I asked wanting to know why she ask a question like that. “From what I’ve seen, your less annoyed by him and when you text him you always look to see if he had responded all most every minute” Senka said seeming to rake her brain for observations she had stored away “You also are more lenient with him, um I honestly could go on but I won’t” Senka added smiling over to her friend.
“Oh but I’m not in love though?” I denied a little conflicted with myself “Am I?” I quietly questioned myself. “Eh only time will tell” Senka said looking to the sky…
A buzz from my phone awoke me from my thoughts, it was our volleyball group chat asking about why I wasn’t at practice, my brows furrowed in confusion. I responded to their text that practice was tomorrow I was shortly corrected after, that practice was today and not tomorrow. Settings down my phone I swiped my planer from my bag seeing that today was indeed practice “Damn” I cringe at my forgetfulness. I went back to my phone and apologized to the group for forgetting that practices was today. I restarted my head on my hand that’s perched on the desk I frowned into my hand, if having this vow is causing such turmoil in my head than why do I even have it. Because if having a boyfriend or anything of the sort takes away from your grades than your parents will have your head that’s why you’re at the top of the school so you don’t disappointment your parents. But I’m in three clubs, plus a manager in one of them, wouldn’t that be taking away time from studying and such. Tch. What no you’ve organized them into your schedule so why couldn’t you do that with a little romance. “Whatever I need to put this on the back burner and focus on this homework that I have” I flopped on my desk with my arm stretching out in front of me.
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“Azzy! Morning” Bokuto greeted Azalea. “Morin’ Bokuto and Akaashi” I tiredly smiled “Hm. Morning” Akaashi also greeted looking from behind Bokuto. “Never forget about practice again it was so boring” Bokuto said grabbing onto my shoulders before shaking me back and forth. “Ok enough. I get it” I loudly exclaimed, as I was going to reach for Bokuto wrist Akaashi grabbed the back of Bokuto shirt and yanked him off. “I only forgot about practice this one time, you’ll be fine” I huffed starting to walk into school “You should have saw him he looked like a kicked puppy when he saw that you weren’t there” Akaashi smirked tagging along with me as Bokuto scurried behind us “I did n-” “did he now?” I hummed cutting off Bokuto.
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The softness of my bed hits my back. Today was more exhausting than the others, I continued to make small hiccups in my day, first it started with forgetting my note book in my locker and many other small meticulousness things. Let’s also not forget my dilemma with my conflictaing feelings like should I ignore them or not and then if I decide not to ignore them I’ll have to worry about the confession. Rejection doesn’t scare me but the how’s and where’s do. Enough with the thinking I’ll just organize my feelings in and give my heart a chance with what it wants no mater if it’s going to be a waste of time or not. The ringtone of my phone stopped my oddly hyped pep talk.
Huh Senka? “Hey Senk what’s up?” I said putting the phone to my ear “I was wondering if you wanted to go to the arcade with me tomorrow with like Kenma, Hinata, and Kuroo. Ooh. And I invited Bokuto and Akaashi too!” Senka muffled voice said over the phone “Yeah. Sure, I don’t see why not.” I shrugged at the offer. “Kk I‘ll text you where the arcade is located as for the time it’ll obv be after school, though I think I have vball club” Senka ponder “it’s fine, will meet at the arcade after school but if you do end up having volleyball club just text us” I dismissed. Me and Senka chatted for a second more than said our goodbyes to do our own thing. I spent my time doing homework and studying, right up until I had to do my night routine. The morning was the same I followed my daily routine and walked my way to school.
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“So it did rain” I mumbled to my self as I stood under the canopy of the school’s entrance. I’m glad I packed my umbrella I processed, digging for the object in my school bag. “Azzy!” Bokuto shouted from behind me with Akaashi holding the back of him so he doesn’t dart towards me “Hey Bokuto, Akaashi” I said glancing over my shoulder “I’m so pumped to hang out with the others” Bokuto bounced up and down with excitement “Like wise. Unfortunately it just had to rain today, on the bright side it’s not the gloomy rain” I spoke pointing my umbrella in the opposite direction of them and popped it open “Let’s get going we still have a train to catch to meet up with the other” I eagerly stepped from under the canopy.
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Me, Bokuto, and Akaashi arrived early where we said we would meet the others. “Darn they’re not here yet” Bokuto looked around from beside me “They should be here soon. I’m not expecting them to be late” I spoke murmuring the last part glancing in the direction Bokuto was just looking in. At least I hope they don’t show up late but knowing Hinata and Senka they always find a way to be late. Kuroo and Kenma though I don’t know much about their tardiness, I shrugged at the thought. “Oh hey I think I see them” Bokuto jumped looking ahead then continues to run off with his arms wide open, Hinata ended up meeting him after way, in the same stance as him.
“Hey guys” I smiled once they got close with Bokuto and Hinata chatting away “Sorry if we’re late. I kinda forgot the time when we were supposed to be here” Senka apologized. “It’s fine” I shook my head in reassurance “let’s go inside though.” I beamed excited to play some arcade games.
I sighed when we got inside the arcade, due to Bokuto being wet from the prior action of running to Senka’s group without a umbrella, same goes for Hinata their both semi water they’re lucky that it wasn’t down pouring just mildly sprinkling. We walked to the line were you would get checked in, or I guess get the cards to play the arcade games, once we secured the cards we scrambled off to some of the competitive games like ski ball and basketball. The boys at the time had started to make bets, me and Senka lost interest a while ago and are now roaming the arcade but keeping them insight. “I can’t I believe I lost” Bokuto dramatically exclaimed “Just remember the bet you lost” Kuroo patted Bokuto shoulder while evilly cackling, I raised my brow as me and Senka walked back to the group. “What bet did you guys end up making” Senka asked walking beside me. “Oh nothing” Kuroo said with a Cheshire grin. “Anyway it’s about time we head home” I hummed looking down to my phones time “It’s that late already?” Akaashi asked “I wouldn’t say it’s too late but we all took the train and we still have to walk back from the train station on top of that.” I stated “Right I forgot about that” Senka groaned “Right I guess we should get going then” Bokuto uttered, we hummed in agreement and parted ways at the arcade doors.
“That was so fun!” Bokuto spouted once we got off the train “It was. I enjoyed my time there” I agree with Bokuto as our shoes sloshed on the steps, making our way up out of the train station “Don’t forget about the bet, Bokuto.” Akaashi teasingly reminded. “ I’m curious now, what bet did you lose Bokuto.” I questioned glancing over to Bokuto. “J- just a bet.” Bokuto quickly turned his head in the opposite direction of me while stumbling over his words “Right just a bet…” I squinted my eyes turning my head to Akaashi to see if I’d get an answer but the answer I got was shrugged shoulders. We stopped at the intersection where I would usually say a quick goodbye and spilt from Akaashi and Bokuto but Bokuto interjected saying that he’ll walk me home because of how dark it has gotten that and it’s now down pouring. Me thinking it was a waste of time started walking away sighing that I’ll be fine, my house wasn’t even far to begin with though Bokuto just ignored me walking up beside me now somewhat drenched again since he forgot his umbrella and was sharing with Akaashi.
I scolded him for a split second about his chances of catching a cold and the forgetfulness of forgetting his umbrella. Once I stopped talking the rainy air grew uncomfortable and suffocatingly still, Bokuto was usually never quite that bright and loud nature of his is what made me so annoyed with him but I found it grew on me like a rash, one that wouldn’t itch off and it was placed right on my heart. “I like you… like a lot to the point where my heart stings for you.” Bokuto spouted out, spinning in front of me making me stop in my steps, as those words left his mouth my body felt numb, tingly even, my umbrella tipped to my shoulder uncovering me to the rain that Bokuto stood in front me in drenched to the bone with me following along behind. “It’s fine if you- uh. Don’t like me back I get it” Bokuto awkwardly laughed. “I- no… that’s not.” The feelings I wanted to say, seemed to get lost in my lungs, the feelings I said that I would give a chance but this- this was unplanned and random, it scared me deep down. I subconsciously clenched my school uniform where my heart would be and breathed in. “I like you too. No not like. Love” I shakily said looking down to my shoes, despite the fear I feel a wave of relief crash through me.
It was silent until Bokuto swings his arms around me crushing me with a hug, as I was being brought into the hug the umbrella slipped from my hands and onto the ground behind me. “I’m so glad you feel the same” he whispered into my shoulder tightening his hold on me as if I was a dream that would disappear. “So glad!” He said once more lifting me from the ground, I squealed as he twirled me around before I was sent back down in the same place I stood before. “Let’s get you back home before you catch a cold and I get in trouble with your parents.” Bokuto said beaming at me as he crouched down beside’s me to pick up my umbrella that I dropped “yeah Let’s” I hummed still scattered brain but calm at the same time.
“Thanks for walking me home Bokuto” I smiled at my now... boyfriend? Yeah. “Kotaro. And it was no problem at all” Kotaro said passing the umbrella back to me, now that I was back at my door after he insisted on holding it the rest of the walk here. “It’s still raining out take my umbrella with you just give it back to me tomorrow” I said insisting that he uses my umbrella for his walk home. “If you say so Azzy. Bye then” Bokuto said waving goodbye to me, I waved back stepping into my house.











