haikyuu one-shot collection

𝙱𝚞𝚕𝚔𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎, 𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚘𝙱𝚘𝚔𝚞 🌹❤

Bokuto pov:

I couldn't believe it. Some people really placed their trash in front of our house. And it wasn't just normal waste but bulky waste. If I wanted to get rid of it, I would have to bring it to one of those recycling centres. And I would have to pay money. It wasn't like I was poor but money was money.

Yet, the trash couldn't stay here and I was willing to bring it away. It was just a couch after all. And I had to dispose of my old carpet and some tyres as well so I could just bring it away together. It wasn't that much of an effort.

With the help of my friend, I loaded all the waste into my truck and drove to the nearest recycling centre. There I had to wait for what felt like hours before I could finally get rid of the whole stuff. It didn't take as long as I expected but it was still too long. After that, I went to pay.

There I saw a really attractive guy. I think that he was the cashier or whatever they are called like. He smiled while talking to one of his colleagues. After the person in front of me paid and went away, I could finally pay.

"Couch, carpet and tyres?" he asked me. "Yes. The couch originally wasn't from me but I couldn't let it stand outside of my house so I just took it with me today," I explained. "Understandable. But if it is that way, I'll give you a little discount. I normally don't do this and I won't ever do this again but I think I may make an exception for this great customer of ours. If you didn't bring it here, we would have to pick it up anyway so thank you," he replied, typing something on the computer in front of him. "That wasn't necessary," I said. "Oh yes, it was. Besides, it was only a few cubic decimetres anyway. I hate this category system but I can't do anything against it," he responded. "Ah, okay. Thank you anyway. If you have time after work, I would like to offer you a drink to thank you for your kindness," I explained. He blushed slightly before agreeing.

I went to my truck and put on some music. I made sure that I included enough Lady Gaga, some Conon Gray and other songs that would tell him that I was gay. I, even though I knew that I wasn't straight since forever, had a really bad gaydar and I was too much of a coward to tell people right away so this music would always help me.

After about half an hour of waiting, the guy finished his shift. He sat next to me in the car and I started driving. First, it was completely silent but after some time I got the courage to talk. "By the way, what's your name," I asked. "It's Kuroo, yours was Bokuto, right?" he answered. "Yes, but how do you know," I replied. "I saw your ID when you paid, sorry," he apologized. "No problem. I was just scared that I invited a stalker to drink with me," I said, slightly chuckling. "No, I'm not. Although it's really weird to trust a stranger like that, but I guess we both are just that way," he stated. "Yes but I honestly don't care. You seem nice and I need to interact with someone who isn't my best friend or his boyfriend," I said. "Oh yes. I know what you're talking about. Is that why you listen to this music?" he asked. "Not really. I just listen to this music haha," I replied. Now he knew.

"Oh so you're gay?" he asked. "Yes, I am. What about you, may I ask," I said. "Oh yeah. Pan with a preference for men," he replied. "Isn't that Omni?" I asked. "Yes but many people don't know what it means so I say this instead," he answered. "Oh okay. Well, I do. I once thought I was Omni as well but then I realized that girls are just not my thing and enbys often aren't either," I stated. "That's good, I assume," he said.

While we were driving, he intended to stop at a stand that sold fries. He bought some and ate them. He also offered me some because "fatty food helps you prevent a hangover". I agreed and so we ate them while chatting.

We continued to talk a bit more until we arrived at my favourite bar. The owner was a good friend of mine and also worked there from time to time. Even though he had a very cocky personality, he was nice if you got to know him. Today he wasn't here but I knew that the green-haired bartender who just approached us was his boyfriend.