Bokuto was whipped from the moment his eyes fell on Shouyou. He never stood a chance.
"What's your name?"
"O-Okay!"
"Uh... What..?"
Your classic (slight) nerd x jock story with a whipped seme and a sweetheart uke. :) Enjoy!
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Monday, 12:11 p.m
Kuroo slammed his bento onto Bokuto's desk and skid a chair over to sit in. "I know Shou-Chan was at your house this weekend. What'd you do to him? He clearly avoiding you."
Bokuto sniffled and dropped his head into his hands. "I was sick and I wasn't thinking right and Shouyou just looked so beautiful that I just kinda swooped him up and spewed a bunch of words and-"
Bokuto cut his rambling off with a loud, embarrassed groan. Kuroo raised a brow. "We... practically made out in the kitchen..."
Cue Kuroo choking on his milk.
"H-Hah?!" He turned angry. "I swear to god, Bokuto, if you forced him I'll punch the living shit outta you!"
"I didn't! I think... I, uh, I asked, I think! I was just so happy and he was so soft that I- Ah, he didn't fight or anything! Uhm, Uh, probably? No, no! He didn't!"
Kuroo slapped a hand over his face. "If I ask him about this later, and he says you did something to him, I'm seriously gonna end you."
He popped a roll of sushi in his mouth. "But..! I trust you, bro, and I know Shouyou'd kick your ass if you did something he didn't like."
Bokuto gulped and nodded. "So, what'd you do after all that? Ask him out? Cuddle him? Give me the deets, bro."
"Uh... apologized..."
Kuroo swiped a hand over his face and inhaled so sharply it sounded painful. He grabbed a sushi roll and flung it at Bokuto.
"You're a fucking idiot! God damn, bro!"
Bokuto sobbed into his hand as he pulled the sushi roll out of his hair and ate it in dispair.
"I told you already! I wasn't thinking straight!"
"First off! You need to make it clear you weren't using him by making out with him! That's probably what he thinks since you fucking started stuffing your stomach and fell asleep instead of asking him out afterward! Then, you take him on a nice date!"
Bokuto raised his head.
"Wh-Where should I take him?"
Kuroo began eating again. Bokuto pulled his chopsticks apart to eat as well.
"Somewhere where your adrenaline will be pumping. If you want him to fall for you, you gotta mix up his adrenaline with all those teenage hormones. It's dangerously unpredictive, but it just may work."
"You mean... I gotta get his blood pumping?"
"That's one way to simplify it, but yeah. Do that, and he's sure to at least forgive you for ditching him in the kitchen after apologizing. At the most, he may be up for a second date or, at least, a second round of the kitchen make-out session."
