𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲 // 𝐤. 𝐛𝗼𝐤𝐮𝐭𝗼

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

i heard the door open and headed downstairs to see my aunt coming inside.

"hi", i said taking a bite out of my pizza.

"ouu you got pepperoni", she said her eyes going wide.

i smiled at that.

i sometimes forget how young my aunt is when she acts this way. she's only 27 and i guess that comes as a surprise to people. my mom had me at a relatively young age which i hate explaining.

she headed into the living room throwing her coat on the couch. she took a slice of pizza and grabbed the remote sitting down on the couch. i sat down beside her and she turned on spongebob.

we were sitting there for a couple of minutes before she spoke up.

"you seem a bit better", she said slyly.

"so do you ", i answered sincerely.

"did you find love already", she said nudging me.

"no, no", i smiled.

"but i did make a friend."

"what are they like."

"well he's very energetic and it can come off as a bit annoying at first, but there's also something about the energy that he radiates that keeps me motivated."

"that's what i like about him. i like how he can be a bit oblivious too, but not too much."

"oouuu, is it the one with the frosted tips", she guessed correctly.

"yeah", i said shyly.

"it seems like you really like this guy", my aunt said putting an emphasis on the really.

"i do", i said oblivious to her statement.

"oh", she said smirking.

"w-wait!"

"you have a crush!" she said teasing me.

"n-no i d-don't, i meant as i friend", i said embarrassed.

"mhm", she said smirking at me.

i could feel my cheeks burning up and i quickly covered my face.

"i'm going to bed", i said heading up to my room.

"i'm gonna assume you mean i'm going upstairs to text my loverboy", she sang.

i turned around and glared at her and she kept on teasing me. she can be such a pain sometimes.

i went upstairs and lied on my bed.
i picked up my phone and checked to see if i had a text from bokuto.

nothing

he did say he had to go. let's not rush him.

i lied down on my back bored. i seemed to have forgotten about all the pain i was in for a while. especially when i was around him. even the thought of him erased the pain.

i looked at my phone again.

nothing

why was i so dependent on him sending me a text? he's not obligated to. but it would be really nice.

'stop it y/n, he's probably busy'

i sighed and headed to my bathroom getting ready for bed. after the talk i had with bokuto and akaashi i hadn't seen my mom for the rest of the day. thankfully.