Whoops // BokuKen

~ Chapter 7 ~

TW // Underage Drinking/ Alcohol

Kenma’s POV

It’s been about 2 months since me and Bokuto started spending more time together. I’ve enjoyed it so much, being closer to him and learning more about him. Tonight, Bokuto invited me over to his house for the weekend because his parents were going to be out of town. We’d be able to be with each other without his parents interrupting, thinking we were doing something inappropriate.

I had packed up some clothes, my usual attire. Some sweats, t-shirts, shorts, and a hoodie I stole from Bokuto about a month ago. He didn’t seem to mind that I took it though. My mom walked into my room and smiled at me.

“Getting ready to go to Bokuto’s?” she asked, leaning against the doorframe.

“Mhm, his parents aren’t gonna be home, so I’ll be staying for the weekend to keep him company,” I reply, only looking up to her for a second before continuing to pack. Suddenly she threw a couple packages into my bag. I look at them quickly before shooting my head up, wide-eyed.

“MOM!?” I yell, unsettled.

“Look, I don’t know how much of a relationship you guys have or even what kind of relationship you have, but I want you to have these just in case. You need to use protection, even if you can’t get pregnant.”

My face heats up and I quickly shove the condoms into a side pocket of my bag.

“I don’t think I’ll need these because I haven’t even confessed to him yet. Thank you though,” I say quietly.

“No problem, honey,” and with that she walks out of my room.

I finished up my packing and said goodbye to my parents. Bokuto texted me, saying he was almost to my house. He borrowed the family car, his parents having left it for him.

When he got to my house, I hopped into the passenger seat, throwing my stuff in the back.

"Hey Ken-Ken!" He smiles at me, ruffling my hair.

"Hi Bo," I reply, flicking his forehead.

"Ow! What was that for you meanie?" Bo pouts at me and I smile.

"Just drive you dork."

He backs out of the driveway and we start the fifteen minute drive to his house.

When we get there, Bokuto carries my bag inside and sets it next to the couch. I take my shoes off and go to sit down next to him.

We chat about random things and watch TV for about an hour before Bo turns to me an says:

"Wanna do something dumb?"

I look at him, wondering what he could be thinking.

"I wanna know what it is before I agree, Bo." He chuckles.

"I figured you would. So, I got some alcohol. Don't ask how, I just have it. Annnddd I was kind of wondering if you would wanna drink with me?"

He's silent for a second, and so am I.

"I knew you probably wouldn't want to, I'm sorry I said anything, this was stupid," he sighs.

"No no, it's fine, I would like to drink with you. I was just shocked that you would even suggest a thing like that. You seem so pure," I laugh at him and smile. He smiles back at me.

"You really don't mind? I'm not pressuring you to do anything."

"I don't mind, I've drank before, just beware, I'm kind of a lightweight," I laugh again.