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since u love writing angst im gonna make u write FLUFF mawahahah... i would like a cute one shot with Bokuto being all nervous while confessing please!! hes so nervous and needs validation that he has to ask the readers best friend if she likes him back before doing so. make it long!!! heehe
confessions of a teenage captain
who: bokuto x f!reader
what: fluff, humor
plot: bokuto is a nervous mess when it comes to you. but he wants to be your nervous mess
wc: 1,735
a/n:Â this is so evil of u khgskjhfs but i think i did it right
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Who is L/N Y/N? It depends on who you ask.Â
Akaashi would say youâre an underclassman thatâs in his group chat for some reason.
Washio would say youâre that second year in his physics class.
And Bokuto? He would say everything possible at the same time he would say nothing at all. The poor guy has a hard time coming up with the words to say when describing you, resulting in a lot of circling around when describing how amazing and attractive and funny and cute and⌠You get the point.
Bokuto has a huge crush on you. Itâs no secret to the third years of Fukurodani Academyâs volleyball club but even Akaashi has a theory that maybe his captain asked Wataru to secretly add you to the volleyball chat because of that. Mostly because when the group chat realized your existence, Bokuto was the first to correct Washio about what year you are, even though that really didnât matter.
Or when someone â Yamato maybe â mentioned how you gave him chocolates all of a sudden one day, Bokuto was the one to pipe up and brag a little about how he helped you walk to class with a load of books to carry.
Akaashi always observed Bokutoâs behavior when it came to you, but he wasnât expecting Bokuto to ask something like this.
âYou want me to⌠Become Y/Nâs best friend. So that you can know if she likes you back?â
Bokuto nods energetically.
âReally? And how exactly will that help me?â
âHelp you? What do you mean? D-do youâŚâ Horror sinks down in Bokutoâs features while he points an accusatory finger at his teammate. âDo you like Y/N too?!â
Akaashi blinks at him, waiting for Bokuto to realize.
âWell?!â
Is he⌠Is he just not gonna realize the obvious?
âWell it doesnât matter â Iâm gonna win her heart, not you.â Bokuto jabs his thumb into his chest triumphantly, trying to conceal how his nerves are twisting his stomach.
âOkay, weâll see,â Akaashi answers simply.Â
After that, it was a competition for Bokuto to see who could woo you the best. Of course, this was a competition against himself, but he doesnât need to know that. Akaashi thinks itâs better this way â it almost guarantees that Bokuto is successful if heâs trying that hard. And meanwhile, as month after month went by, Akaashi made it his duty to get close to you for the same reason. He wants to make sure Bokuto gets what he wants. The last thing he needs is for Bokuto to go through a tough rejection and have that affect his performance on the court negatively. And then the group chat would become incredibly awkward. Thereâs just way too many losses that come with Bokuto getting rejected by you and Akaashi isnât going to risk it.Â
But you sort of liked that about him. Akaashi started talking to you more during lunch hours and in the group chat. It was sudden, but you didnât mind. He invited you to games and practices, team study sessions, team food runs, and anything else that involved him and his friends. You loved it honestly, and he could tell. He could tell it was working to slowly integrate you into the friend group. Bokuto wasnât going to do it, much too shy for whatever reason, so he had to take matters into his own hands.
âPsst, Akaashi!â
The dark-haired male turns over his shoulder, seeing Bokuto peaking his head out from around the corner of the school gym. One look and Akaashi recognizes the telltale signs of nervousness. He doesnât blame him, but honestly, Bokutoâs overdoing it. Akaashiâs been working hard for months to get close to Y/N for him, so thereâs no rhyme or reason for Bokuto to be this nervous: sweat building on his forehead, hair a mess from pulling on it, school uniform slightly out of place.Â
âDid you put your underwear on backward too?â he asks casually, approaching his friend.Â
Bokuto glares defensively at him, hiding behind the corner with him. âQuit it. Iâm gonna confess to Y/N today. I told her to come to the gym before our practice starts.â
âOkay, good luck,â Akaashi tells him, patting his shoulder.
Bokuto gives him a quizzical look. Is he saying that because he thinks Iâll need it? Did he confess to her already?
âWhat?â Akaashi furrows his brows, studying his captain and thinking about every possible thought he could be having.
âWhatâd she say when you confessed? I saw how youâre bringing her around a lot more. Donât know if you noticed but Iâm the one she hangs out with when you bring her to team stuff. So no matter what she said, Iâm the one she likes to be around.â Heâs pinning Akaashi down with his glare, trying to establish the upper hand around here.Â
But rather than his underclassman being intimidated, he starts laughing.
âW-whatâs so funny? Hey!â Bokutoâs face is turning pink from embarrassment and he grabs Akaashi by the collar. He doesnât know what heâs going to do â if thereâs even anything he can do.
âI didnât confess to her, stupid,â he laughs out, holding onto Bokutoâs wrists. âI keep bringing her around so you can confess to her!â
Bokuto falters, his grip loosening and eyes blinking wide. Akaashi can see the gears turning and he watches as his friend gradually gets pinker and pinker. âW-w-what⌠YouâŚâ His eyes water dramatically and he takes Akaashiâs shoulders in his hands now, shaking the poor guy. âYou would do that for me?!â
Akaashi nods while being shaken back and forth, finding himself laughing anyway. He appreciates this side of Bokuto â heâs glad itâs you bringing this out of him. âTo be fair, I didnât do anything to make her get close to you. That was all you, big guy.â
Bokuto stops moving the two of them, realization dawning on him. âYouâre right.â
He steps away and begins pacing, going over his plans to confess to you. Akaashi watches him mumble to himself, just waiting for Bokuto to realize.
âAkaashi!â He stops suddenly, doubt encroaching on his features while he takes his friendâs shoulders again. âDoes⌠Does Y/N like me?â
Bokuto trusts him with his life, thus why he knows Akaashi of all people would have the answer. Even as Akaashi hesitates and looks past Bokuto rather than making eye contact, he still trusts him. He has to â he has nothing else to go on and his earlier schpiel was just him bluffing.Â
Akaashiâs answer is so certain, though, thereâs no way Bokuto would be wrong to believe his words. âYes â she likes you a lot, actually,â he says, finally locking eyes with his friend again.
âAre you sure? You mean it? How do you know?â
Akaashi holds his breath, trying desperately hard to not spill all of your secrets. Heâs still your best friend, after all. âYes, Iâm sure. She told me.â
âWhen?â Bokuto urges, his hands tightening just a little.
âJust now,â he answers, looking away from Bokuto again.Â
Bokutoâs heart is pounding. The look on Akaashiâs face⌠itâs far from that of a guilty liar. No⌠No, no, no, no, noâŚÂ
Whipping around, Bokuto sees you. And you see him, a slideshow of horror and embarrassment phasing across his face.Â
âY-Y-Y-Y/N! Uhh, hey! Can I talk to you?â he stumbles out.
You open your mouth to answer, but already heâs pulled a small box out of his pocket and shoving it in your face. And then his speech starts with a nervous yet brave face.
âI really like you, Y/N! Iâve had feelings for you since early on in the school year and I really want to be more than friends with you. I know you may view me as a friend but-â
You glance between him and Akaashi, about to interrupt Bokuto to soothe his nerves when Akaashi shakes his head. As if to cut you off, he draws a line across his neck with his fingers repeatedly. He knows Bokuto practiced this â he needs to get it out even if itâs pointless to sing to the choir.
â-I know I can make you happier if you were my girlfriend. Happier than anyone else.â He takes your hand in his shaking one, placing the small heart-shaped cardboard box in it. âI-I promise,â he says much quieter now. âPlease tell me you feel the same. I wonât bother you anymore if you donât, though.â
His heart is racing. Absolutely sprinting and trying to leap out of his mouth and onto the ground between the two of you. All of his senses are on high as he stares at you with owl-like eyes, looking at you for an answer heâs hoping for.
An answer you already signaled to Akaashi just a few moments ago when Bokuto asked.
An answer youâve been working up the courage to say yourself.
âBoku,â you start softly, making Bokuto flinch. âIâd be happy to be your girlfriend.â
Like the hyper-energetic and simply happy high school boy he is, Bokutoâs face breaks out into a grin accompanied by a victory cry. Youâre laughing when he picks you up in a bone-crushing hug and spins you around. The two of you â god he loves the sound of that â are a spewing fire hydrant of happy, causing Akaashi to smile and the other team members to curiously turn around to corner due to all the commotion.Â
âWhatâs going on here?â Washio whispers to Akaashi.
Akaashi leans over to his teammateâs ear. âBokuto confessed to Y/N and she accepted his feelings.â
âThe second year?â Washioâs alarmed tone reaches the two love birds in the midst of their silly celebrating.Â
âWashio, one of these days youâll have learn more about Y/N. You wonât be uninformed about my girlfriend ever again â not on my watch!â he states proudly, holding your hand while you hold his gift in your other hand.
At this point, the whole team has gradually crowded around, all of them understanding what Bokutoâs words mean.Â
Theyâll never hear the end of Bokuto and Y/Nâs love story. No, theyâll hear an over-exaggerated version and theyâll add to it themselves as the months go by, boosting his confidence little by little until he finally has the courage to give you a different tiny box made of velvet.