I’m writing many, many words this fine evening and I hope that when it comes time to edit, it’ll be coherent… I just want this fic to exist in text as cute and fluffy as it is in my head!
imagine your first time staying over at bokuto’s place
he invites you to come watch MSBY practice, and since you two had been seeing each other he always talked about his teammates, their games, their practices, you were excited to meet everyone and see him in action.
every time he nails a spike over the net, his fierce golden eyes are trained on you, drinking in your praise like he’s parched, and your heart skips a beat when after a particularly intense volley he points directly at you in the stands and gives you the most bright, absolutely glowing smile, as if to tell you he’s working extra hard because you’re watching.
after practice he introduces you to the team on their way to the locker room, saying things that make your head spin, like, “hinata, this is who I telling you about!” and the way hinata looks at you and then seems to remember something makes you flush, but you can’t tell exactly why.
