prom night - bokuto x fem!reader

forget

(Warning: slight nsfw content)

The whole volleyball team and Mimi came to the hospital as soon as they could. Kotaro's health was rapidly depleting as the surgery became more intense since he caught an infection.

Y/n cried for hours on end. She couldn't stop. Just when she thought she had contained herself, her tears found their way rolling down her cheeks again.

She regretted always playing pranks on Bokuto. Especially the last one. He thought he'd lost her for good and he was terrified.

"For Bokuto?" the doctor came back to the waiting room.

Everyone that was here for their moody owl anxiously stood up.

"We finished his surgery and he's stable."

They all sighed in relief and Y/n was able to hold back her tears.

"He should be awake in about 30 minutes to an hour. You may wait in his room until he wakes up."

Bokuto's mother didn't give a flying fuck about her son after the doctor said those words. As long as she knew he was going to live, that was enough of an excuse for her to return home.

"You should go first, Y/n." Akaashi placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Are you sure? Y-you've known him longer than I have. I'm sure he'd want to see his best friend first." she nervously stuttered.

Y/n was still guilty and thought that all of this happened because of her. The events kept replaying in her mind; the signs he was sick. There was nothing she could've done to prevent this from happening, yet she continued to blame herself.

"You're his best friend too. And his girlfriend. I'm positive you're the first person he'll want to see when he wakes up." Akaashi softly smiled.

Akaashi rarely smiled, so Y/n knew his expressions were genuine this time around.

Y/n opened the door to his hospital room and gently shut the door behind her. There was a tiny lamp on the nightstand near his bed and it was the only thing illuminating the room.

She watched his chest rise and fall as he slept. His hair was down and plastered to his forehead.

'I think he still has a fever.' she thought to herself.

His hand was resting beside him and Y/n firmly held it. She traced circles along his knuckles and ended up falling asleep in her chair. Her head rested on the bed as her body lazily slumped forward.

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Y/n woke up to the feeling of something releasing from her hand. She rubbed her eyes, adjusting to the dim lighting.

"Kota! You're finally awake!" she jumped up and leaned forward to gently hug him from the side.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, but didn't feel him hug her back.

"Is your stomach still hurting?" she asked while sitting back in her chair.

She scooted closer to him and held his hand once more.

"A little bit." Bokuto quietly replied. "Can you get the doctor? Please?"

Y/n nodded, "Of course! I should've done that as soon as you woke up." she shyly giggled.

"Thank you, ma'am." Bokuto slouched into the bed.

"Ma'am? Who am I? Your teacher or something?" she laughed. "We should roleplay that one day."