It Would Be Fun, Don't You Think? {k. akaashi x fem!reader}

Chapter 30

bokuto's p.o.v.  

"Baby owl, you ready to go?" I grabbed my car keys from my nightstand and turned to see Laila looking around my room. "What's up?"

"Do you know where my hoodie is? I could have sworn I left it here."

I grabbed a hoodie from my closet and walked over to her. "I put it to wash after you fell asleep, it got wet and dirty with the snow. Wear one of mine." 

Her face fell and her cheeks turned red. "I'll just get mine from the dryer."

She stepped to the side to walk past me but I stood in her way. "You didn't take my shirt last night, either," I said softly.

"Don't boyfriends hate when their girlfriend takes all their clothes?" she joked trying to walk past me again.

I continued blocking her path. "Whoever thinks that is an idiot." I cupped her cheek. "Talk to me. Is it me? You wear Andres's hoodies all the time."

She opened her mouth to speak but closed it, shaking her head and looking away. "My brother gets his stuff oversized," she mumbled. I gave her a confused look. "Kou I really don't want to do this right now."

"So something is wrong."

She grabbed my hand on her face and kissed it. "No, nothings wrong."

I swiftly pulled the hoodie over her head and she yelped in surprise. "Then you should have no problem wearing this, right?"

"Kōtarō, sto-" 

"Look at how cute you are," I cooed. Laila looked down and the hoodie on her body, lifting and dropping the material.

"It fits.." she whispered to herself, but loud enough that I heard it.

"Of course, it fits." Wait. "Is that why you never wear my shirts or sweaters? You thought they wouldn't fit?"

I thought back to the few times I offered Laila my clothes. Each time she declined, saying she had her own, she was fine, or say she was going to borrow something of her brother's. Now that I think about it, Andres did always wear stuff that looked big on him but when Laila wore it still looked oversized, so I didn't think much of it.

"C'mon, you don't have to sugarcoat it. I know I'm not skinny." Her voice was more blunt than usual. "I get insecure about fitting into other people's stuff."

"You could have just told me that. We could have talked about it." I brought her in for a hug. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize that's what you were thinking. That was insensitive of me."

"It's just.. I don't know how to talk about those kinds of things. I grew up feeling like I had to keep it to myself."

I cupped her cheeks and made her look up at me. "Well now you have me. You can talk about it. And each time I'll gladly remind you you're perfect." I kissed her lips softly. "Now, let's get going."

"One more." She puckered her lips and stood on her toes. I kissed her again and felt her smile on my lips.

akaashi's p.o.v.

Sleep. That was all I wanted. Yet there I was, tossing and turning and it was only 10 a.m. Granted that was a 'late' time to wake up but I only got 6 hours of sleep. I cursed myself for not being able to go back to sleep. My body knew it was late and was basically screaming at me to start the day.

"Stop moving," Y/N grumbled into my back, her arm that was draped over my side pulling me in.

"I can't sleep anymore," I mumbled. There was no response, instead there were very light snores indicating she had fallen back asleep. Carefully I removed her arm from around me, scooting out of bed. I pulled the sheets back over Y/N, moving my pillow within her reach. As expected, she hugged the pillow and mumbled something incoherent in her sleep. "I'm going to brush my teeth," I whispered in case she could hear me.