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Muse {Bokuto Koutarou} (Request)

Singer!Bokuto falls in love with shy!reader.
Requested by @Alexandra_Summers
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You know that feeling that you get when you're at a concert and you think the lead singer is looking right at you as he sings? Well that's the kind of feeling you were getting right now, and it was making your heart do cardiac somersaults.

Of course he's not looking at me... That's what every other fangirl thinks! you scolded yourself as you looked up into the eyes of the singer on the stage. As his strong and wonderful voice began to sing the chorus, you heard fangirls scream with delight, including your friends.

He couldn't be looking at you. You told yourself that as other girls cried, "Oh my god he's looking at me! He sees me!"

And even though you denied it, it was true. He was looking at you. In fact, he couldn't take his eyes off of you.

About an hour ago, you and your friends had been led backstage before the performance to meet the star. Your friend had bought VIP passes to his concert, and had invited you and your other friends, so you all got to meet the singer who was quickly climbing up the charts.

"Hey, hey, hey! How are you ladies doing tonight?!" he'd greeted you enthusiastically, smiling brightly.

Your friends had squealed with delight and rushed over to him to give him their pictures of him to sign. "Bokuto-san, will you sign this and take a picture with me?!"

"Of course! Anything for my fans!" he agreed happily.

While your friends were huge fans of his, you hadn't really heard much of his music. You didn't even like concerts that much. You preferred to stay out of crowded situations since you were painfully shy.

"Hey, you want my autograph too?!" Bokuto called out to you, snapping you out of your thoughts.

You hadn't even brought anything for him to sign.

He must've noticed the blank expression on your face since he picked up a picture from a stack and walked over to you. He asked for your name and you gave it to him as he signed the back of the picture. "There you go!" You quietly thanked him and had a picture taken with him before scampering away.

"Bye, Bokuto!" your friends called to him.

"Bye, ladies! Enjoy the show!"

As you'd left, he'd sat down in front of his mirror and closed his eyes as his heart raced in his chest. He thought that you were the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. The way your (e/c) eyes shone in the light, your silky (h/l) (h/c) hair, your cute voice...

He was the star here, yet you had him feeling star struck!

And now that he'd spotted you standing in the masses near the stage, he found that he couldn't take his eyes off of you. In fact, he wanted you to come up onto the stage with him.

After he'd finished his song, the upbeat tune soon changed to a slow and soft one in preparation for his romantic song. "For this song, I'd like to take someone up from the audience for a slow dance!" he announced, making his fans go absolutely wild.

Your heart throbbed painfully in your chest and your hands went cold and clammy as he bent down by the edge of the stage and reached out for you. Your friends pushed you closer to him, and he fought off all the desperate hands of his other fans before latching onto yours and lifting you up onto the stage with the help of a security guard.

He smiled brightly at you, making you blush wildly. Here you were, onstage with a handsome star, in front of thousands of screaming girls. You wanted to pass out, and you probably would've had he not grabbed your hands and held onto you to steady you. His golden eyes were sparkling with joy in the bright lights, and you couldn't help but smile at how happy he looked.

"Just follow my lead."

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After that fateful night, you found yourself becoming a part of Bokuto's world. He took you out on dates behind the scenes only to fall deeper and deeper in love with you. Soon, you were making public appearances with him, but you still shied away from the cameras and the interviewers. Seeing your discomfort at being in the spotlight, Bokuto did his best to accommodate you and keep the press away from you.

"Hey, (f/n)! Come over to my studio, would you?!" he'd ask over the phone, "I already sent my chauffeur to come and pick you up!"

"In a limo?!"

"No! In a smart car! I picked it out so it would attract less attention."

"Oh, thank you, Koutarou."

Whenever he was having writer's block, he would send his chauffeur to come and pick you up, and take you to his huge house. Over time, you'd memorized the way to different parts of his house, depending on what he'd called you for, so you had no problem locating his studio.

You'd then sit down on the couch in his studio for a few minutes as he stared at you intently. He would tap his pencil against his chin as he watched you, simply taking in your appearance and admiring you. It didn't take long for him to think of something after that and it was always something wonderful.

You were his muse.

Whenever he spent time with you, he always sang little songs to you that made you blush, or he told you about how you inspired him to write more music. He dedicated work to you, and even though he didn't use your name in the lyrics, you knew that he was singing about you whenever he performed.

When you stayed overnight at his house, you'd find yourself being lulled to sleep by the sweet and gentle sounds of his voice. You slept more peacefully than ever when he was by your side, singing hushed words to you.

Even though you'd been nervous about being in a relationship with a celebrity, especially one who was so boisterous and confident, you soon found that you couldn't be without him. Despite the fact that he sang to thousands of screaming fangirls almost all the time, you felt comforted knowing that the songs he performed he'd written for you.