prom night - bokuto x fem!reader

planting a kiss

A/n: Hey y'all! If you're liking my story so far, please vote! I really appreciate youuu!

(Content warning: degrading language)

My phone alarm clock rings exactly at 9am every weekend. I don't usually have chores or a daily routine, but I do like to get an early start on my day! There's a nursery in town that I've been meaning to check out. Our front porch is still a little bare, so I've decided to take on the responsibility of sprucing it up!

I get up to brush my teeth and take a quick shower. As I'm getting out of the shower I realize I only brought one towel with me, instead of two. I wrap the towel around my body and open the door to go back to my room. As soon as I open the door I get a glimpse of a pair of hairy legs and it scares the living shit out of me! I try to take a step back, but end up slipping on the droplets my hair has been dripping.

"FUCK!" I close my eyes preparing to hit the ground, but something grabs my arm and waist.

I open my eyes and look up to see Bokuto just as startled as I am.

"I uh... forgot you slept over last night." I admit. Then I suddenly remember the events I heard from the guest bedroom next door.

He's not looking at me. His eyes are stuck to the ceiling and he's... blushing?

I look down and my nipples are almost peeking out from the top of the towel wrapped around me. In an instant I break free from his grasp and bolt back to my room. I slam the door shut and try to catch my breath.

Pleeeease tell me he didn't see anything!

Opening the door a slight crack and say to Bokuto who's still standing in the bathroom door frame, "You can take a shower here. Can we hang out today if you don't have anything going on?"

His back is still turned to me, but he gives a small nod.

I close my door again and lock it. I get dressed in a pair of high waisted jean shorts and a cropped, fitted grey crew neck.

As I'm putting on my peach flavored lip gloss in my vanity mirror, I hear a small knock on my bedroom door.

"Y/n? Um, can I borrow your washing machine?"

The fuck?

I open my door and he's dressed and ready to leave. Bokuto is wearing a black shirt with a pair of grey sweatpants. He's holding a bundled up duvet and the blanket I gave him from last night.

"I can take care of that for you." I say trying to reach for them from his hands.

He jolts back and insists that he should clean it himself. It doesn't take me long to realize why he doesn't want me to touch it.

"...so you jerked off in my house?" I say disgusted with a little smirk.

"What?! No! No! I spilled... something... and I just want to wash it. You've done so much for me already, so I just want to do this for you!" he panics at my accusation.

We both know what he did, so I just let it go for now. I'm definitely going to make fun of him for this later, though.

We go to the garage where the washing machine and dryer is kept. Afterwards, we go inside to eat some breakfast. We decide on making pancakes with premade batter flour because all we need to add is water! Simple!

I take a plate of pancakes topped off with whipped cream, syrup, and raspberries and take it to Aunt Sakura's room.

"Awe thank you, dear." she thanks me and looks at my outfit. "Are you off somewhere? A date I suppose?~"