Inevitably Yours - Bokuto x Reader

Snap

Since smothering your face with a pillow you decided to place stricter boundaries between you and 'Kou-kun'.  

First, was his nickname. 

He was okay with Bokuto-senpai right?

A face of a dejected Bokuto flashed into your mind.

Okay, maybe play that one by ear.

Second, was seeing him at practice.

The notion of him hiding in small spaces until you showed up had time management casualties.

 I can slowly cut back and just say,  "I have work" 

It would be a lie.

But ...

We do need some type of boundaries.

Don't we?

With a sneaking suspicion that this was going to backfire you went ahead with it anyways.  You're a creature of habit,  sometimes things have to  snap  you out of your pattern.

-♡- Friday -♡-

Bokuto ran up to Akkashi in the gym.  Excitement gleaming from his eyes.

"Did you see her in class today?"

"Who?" Akaashi asked sightly confused.

"Y/N" Bokuto said annoyed.

" Yes, she was in class today."

"Did she tell you if shes coming to practice today?" He asked like a child eagerly waiting for a toy.

"No."

The brightness in his face dulled.

" Do you think she's avoiding me?"

Akasshi disregarded the question. Truthfully, he didn't know. But he did know if Bokuto asked her to hang out she would likely go.

"Maybe you should try hanging out with her again?"

" I tried. She works on the weekends."

Before Akaashi could think of another idea.  The simpleton ace came up with brilliant a solution. 

" I could visit her at work!"

"That might not be good idea Boukto-san."

Akaashi continued, before his senior challenged with a why.

" You could get her into trouble for showing up as her friend."

Bokuto thought for a moment.

" I'll go as a customer." He said with clever grin.

Before Akaashi could protest, practice had begun and Bokuto left to warm up.

-♡- Sunday Afternoon -♡-

Today wasn't busy in the store. Your manager saw this as an opportunity to organizing and re-shelving certain book categories.

You were almost done with your cart when you heard the loud familiar voice boom across the small and cramped used bookshop.

" HEY! HEYY! HEYYY! Y/N- chan is working hard!"

Oh no...Kou- I mean Bokuto.

"Oh Bokuto-senpai what brings you here?"

and please leave soon.

His eyes surveyed you and without skipping a beat he answered.

" I figured you couldn't come out with me, I'd come see you." He said bluntly with a boyish grin.

Okay, you saw me. Now leave!

" Sorry Bokuto-senpai, I'm very busy with work."

You said as you were pointing to the barely full of cart of books.

"Unless you need help finding something, I can't hang out with you."

Now, you leave.

"That's why I came here too!"

What?

He pulled out a folded paper from his pocket and with an abnormally larger grin he continued.

"I need these books for volleyball club."

You looked at him, the paper skeptically, and sighed.

Boundaries or not, it is what it is.

You gave him the unfolded paper back.

"Sport's section is in the next bookcase start looking and..."

* snap *

Your head turned towards the sound you heard and waited for the sound again.

Maybe, I imagined it?

Bokuto's eyes were on you waiting for you to finish your sentence.

"And..." he said with a hopeful tone.

"...I'll help you after I finish this up." 

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Gleefully, he did as he was told. However when you turned around to stack some books his gaze lingered to admire you from behind.

The uniform of a fitted black button up shirt and form fitting khakis made him appreciate certain details of you. From the way your hair flowed in its ponytail drawing his predatory like eyes to the nape of your neck and down your back to other physical assets you were shaped of.  Marinating and salivating in the idea of the number of ways he could feel you.

He cleared his throat. A menial physical way of reminding himself he was out in public and this improper train of thought wasn't one he should have of you. At the moment.

Maybe, I should ask her today?

His thought was interrupted.

*snap*

What was that sound?

He looked down the aisle of weight crushing bookcases.

*Snap*

His heart dropped when he saw you.

*SNAP*

He ran.

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*CRASH*

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