we're finally in the last leg of this story! i hope you guys enjoy because you're about to enter the feels train <3
hope you enjoy it, live-long-nutella ☆
Guide:
S/B: Sports Brand
M/N: Manager's Name
update:
i just realized you requested fluff ;-;
i'm sorry for making it angst, if you want a redo just tell me ty ♡
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Rain pounded mercilessly on the roof of the coffeeshop, followed by a flash of lightning as a series of strong winds blew at the plants outside.
You and Bokoto were sprawled out on one of the couches at the back room, the television's bright screen flashing a series of colors before your eyes as you carefully sipped on a cup of hot chocolate. Stealing a glance at your drenched partner, you saw him constantly check his phone for the time and when he turned his head to your direction, you immediately shifted your focus to the screen.
"It's raining pretty hard, huh?" Bokoto huffed, wringing his jacket on the bucket beside him for the second time.
"Yeah," you nodded at him, your eyes focused intently on the screen as you tried to hold back your smirk.
You and Bokoto had been going on an "endorsed hike date"– or so his manager had called it– while sporting almost everything [S/B] and taking pictures (which you were instructed to post on almost every social media account the both of you had) when the sky had turned gray and rain immediately started pounding furiously on the both of you as you ran back to the safety of the coffeeshop. Luckily for you, the jacket that had been given to you was waterproof.
Bokoto, on the other hand, wasn't so lucky with his choice of clothes.
"I still can't believe you got the waterproof set while I got the normal clothes," he grumbled and you ruffled his hair playfully, ignoring the droplets of water that splashed on your shirt as you did.
"Well, maybe next time you should choose quality over style," you teased him as you continued to ruffle his hair. More droplets landed on your clothes but you didn't mind, earning a glare from Bokoto.
It is waterproof after all, you thought smugly as he playfully slapped your hand away.
Over the course of a few weeks, you and Bokoto had been on several dates– some "endorsed" and others which Bokoto planned himself– and in and between those times, you had slowly began to know each other better.
Like how he used to be bouncing and yelling all over the place when he was in high school. Or how he never ever put his hair down except sometimes when he would be at home. And you'll probably never forget about the time when he told you that he slept through his best friend from his old volleyball club kicking him off the bed and rolling him to the comfort room's shower "just" because he was snoring too loud. You practically knew so much about each other over that short period of time that it would sometimes occur to you that each would know how the other would react or say.
And it was scaring you.
You didn't know what would happen after the agreement would end and the rumors would eventually die down. Would you still be friends? Would someone as famous as him would even bother talking to you at all? Or worse, would he even remember you?
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