𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗠𝗘 𝗡𝗢𝗧 ➛ k. bokuto & t. kuroo ✔

SIX

𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟲 : Losing Memories.

A series of knock woke the (hair color) haired male. The moment he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a ringing noise which alerted him. He didn't know what to do, the last time it went away by itself. What about now?

Thankfully, it went away after a few seconds. He sighed and slowly sat up. He looked at the door, then to the window that was open. He probably fell asleep after making a wish.

What did I wish for, again?

Another knock was heard, forcing (name) to get out of bed and walked to the door. When he opened it, he was greeted by his mom. She sighed in relief upon seeing her son.

"Good morning," she greeted, stepping closer to her son. She cupped (name)'s face and smiled sadly, "I don't know what happened to you last night, but please know, I'm here for you if you need someone.." She spoke softly, her (eye color) eyes held sadness.

(name) didn't understand what she meant by that. He tilted his head slightly, "What do you mean, mom? Did something happened to me?" He asked.

"That's what I'd like to know, (first name). When you get home yesterday, you seemed angry. And look at you now, have you been crying all night?"

It was confusing for the (hair color) haired teen, he wasn't sure what happened that made him angry. He remembered going to Kuroo's, introduced to the bandmates, and finally joining them. Before and after that, his memory was foggy.

"I was with Kuroo, to see his band perform. Then I join them because they need a guitarist," (name) said, closing his eyes while trying to recall what happened yesterday. "And then I went home, when I got home.. I-" he stopped speaking, opening his eyes to meet his mother's.

"I went to bed after making a wish."

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(name) sat down on the couch, hot tea on his hand while his mom cook something on the kitchen. He sighed loudly and took a sip of his tea. He rubbed his temple as he felt his head ache.

A doorbell rang throughout the house, and (name) stood up to answer it, knowing his mom was still cooking. He opened the door and saw his classmate there.

"Oh, hello there, Bokuto-san, what brought you here?" He asked, opening the door wider. He saw how Bokuto's face turned into a mixture of confused and shocked expression. It was awkward for (name) as he leaned against the doorframe, waiting for Bokuto to say whatever he needed.

Bokuto shook his head, "A-are you angry?" He asked, voice a bit shaky. And (name) let out a confused noise at the question.

"Why would I be angry?"

Bokuto looked at (name) straight in the eyes, it seemed like (name) wasn't lying. "Can you let me come in first?" He asked carefully, and (name) nodded, stepping aside to let Bokuto come in.

The two walked into the livingroom, (name)'s mom who noticed Bokuto's presence smiled widely. "Hello, Koutaro! Will you stay for lunch? The more the merrier~" She sing sang.

"If (first name) doesn't mind, I will!"

The lady giggled, "Of course he won't mind, stay for lunch, okay?" She said, Bokuto only nodded his head at her direction while (name) eyed the two intently.

They seem close.. and since when did Bokuto-san calls me with my given name? Wait, did mom call him Koutaro?

"You seem.. close with my mom." (name) commented as he sat down on the couch, Bokuto plopping down beside him. "You're being weird, (first name). What happened?" Bokuto pouted as he asked, leaning close- too close for comfort.