Bokuto X Reader |Number 1 Fan

Bokuto x reader | Number 1 fan

When Bokuto meets a girl during one of his morning jogs and she becomes his motivation to get better at volleyball.

fem!reader

It was chilly that day. But it didn’t  stop Bokuto from his morning jog, he had to keep himslef in shape. As he passes by the usual park, he finds himself thirsty and unfortunately, he forgot his water bottle at home. He decides to enter the park to buy himself something to drink at the vending machine.

Once he has his drink, Bokuto searches for a place to sit. The highschooler sees that all the benches are wet, because of last night’s rain. All except one, under the big tree in the center of the park, where you were sitted.

Making his way over there, Bokuto was planning on asking you if you were okay with him sitting next to you, but when he looks at your face, your eyes are closed. He assumes you’re asleep and decides to sit there anyway. He wasn’t really surprised by the fact that someone was asleep at this hour, it was still early in the morning. What made him surprised was the fact that you were a young girl, alone, asleep in the cold.

He thought it was dangerous for you to be alone so he decides to stay until you wake up. Entertaining himslef with his phone in the meantime.

About twenty minutes later, you felt a cold breeze past your face and woke up. When you turn to your right, what you didn’t expect was for a kind of buffy guy to be sitting, on his phone. It startled you which resulted in you letting out a yelp and backing away a bit.

Bokuto turns his head and sees your awaken and scared figure. He understands why you’re scared and decides to explain the situation to you.

“Hey, don’t be scared. I only stayed with you because I was scared something would happen to you! You shouldn’t fall alseep outside like that you know!” Is what he said to calm you down. You instantly believe him and decide to trust him, because you don’t see what would be the point of lying to you.

“Oh! Ok I believe you. Thank you for caring!” You gave him a cheeky smile and he returns it with one himself.

“My name is Bokuto Kotarou! Nice to meet you.” He extends out his hand for you to shake and you gladly take it.

“My name is L/n Y/n but feel free to call me Y/n! Nice to meet you Bokuto!”

“So, why were you alseep in that bench, Y/n?” You really don’t blame him for asking, it was an odd thing to do. Everyone could agree with that.

“Oh, I woke up extra early to watch the sunrise, but I fell asleep! I guess I missed it but next time I won’t fall alseep!” You answer, with a determind look on your face. He nods at your response, not really knowing what to say to you in the moment. “And you Bokuto, why are you outside this early?” You ask, to make the conversation.

“I was on my morning run! I gotta keep my body in shape if i wanna win the nationals!!” He had a proud look on his face now.

“Nationals? Do you play a sport?” At this statement, you were curious. If he even thought of winning the nationals, whatever sport he plays, he must be good.

“Yes! I play volleyball, I’m the ace. In the top 5 of the nation even! I’m the best!” You laughed a bit at his enthusiasm, it was refreshing. But you were still impressed, top 5 five in the nation isn’t nothing, even if you don’t know a thing about volleyball.

“Wow, top 5 in the nation! That’s impressive Bokuto! Do you perhaps have a video to show me? I’m curious of how you play.” He instantly nods and takes his phone out of his pocket.

“Since I’m pretty famous, there are clips of me on the internet.” He searches for one and then puts on a video called ‘Bokuto Kotarou, Ace of Fukurodani, best spikes’. “Watch carefully, these are my best moments.” He says not so humbly but you still nod.

After watching the video, you were shocked to say the least. He was very, very good. No doubt he’s one of the best in the whole country. You waste no time in telling him that and giving him all th praises you could think of.

“Oh my God Bokuto wow!! I expected something good but I wasn’t expecting somethnig THAT good. I’m not even shocked anymore by the fact that you’re one of the best in the nation, you totally deserve your title.” During your little rant, Bokuto was looking at you with wide eyes and flushedd cheeks. He didn’t expect a pretty girl like you to praise him that much. His ego was fed now and nothing others could say will change his self confidence. When you finish praising him, you turn your head to him, seeing that he was already staring at you. “W-what’s going on? Why are you staring at me like that? Did I make you uncoomfortable? I’m sorry if I did.” You quickly say before Bokuto grins at you like a kid.

“No, I just thought you were really pretty! And thank you for the compliments Y/n! It actually gives me a lot more motivation to become even better!” You blush at his words, not used to people randomly complimenting your looks like that, and put your hands on your cheeks, in hopes of making them get cold.

“Oh, thank you. And it’s nothing, don’t worrry about it. I’ll be rooting for you Bokuto!”

“Did I make you flustered?? Come on, show me your face Y/n!” He teases you, wanting to have a little fun. Though he really wanted to see your face.

You turn to him with a pout and take your hands off your face. You glare at him a little before answering. “Shut up before I shut you up owl.” He laughs loudly before excusing himself.

The time passes and you two keep talking, getting to know one another more, and at some point, you realise that you still needed to go home, due to all your homeworks you had to finish. You stand up, dusting your butt off of any dirt that could have been stuck there and take your phone out.

“Well, it was really nice meeting you and talking to you Bokuto, but I have to go home now, my parents are probably waiting for me and I have a ton of homework to finish, unfortunately.” He stands up as well, a bit disapointed that you had to leave, but tries to not showing it.

“Oh, well, can I have your number at leat? So we can keep in touch. I’ll even invite you to my next volleyball game!” He asks, a bit nervous that you would refuse. You look up at him and smile.

“Yeah, give me your phone, I’ll put it in. And damn you’re tall, I didn’t really see before since we were seating but wow!” He gives you his phone and you put your number in it under ‘n°1 fan Y/n’ then give it back to him.

“‘N°1 fan Y/n’?” He asks as he takes his phone back from your extended hand.

“Yeah, ‘cause when I come see your game, I’ll be the one cheering the loudest for you! I’ll be waiting for your invitation by the way.” And with that, You walk in the direction of your house, waving at your new friend.

Still at the park, Bokuto is staring at your retreating figure, a shocked look on his face and a weird feeling in his stomach, like butterflies are dancing. He decides to continue his jog back to his house and all the way, he has a smile on his face along with one person on his mind, you. He had never been this excited for the next game to arrive.

okay it’s actually 3:32 am and i just finished. this the first one shot i write so tell me if you think of anything to change!

Headcannons

When they see their crush in a bikini for the first time

Nishinoya

Tanaka

Hinata

Kageyama

where do you belong

Karasuno

Sugawara

Nishinoya

Tanaka

Kageyama

Hinata

Nekoma

Kuroo

Kenma

Taketora

Lev

Inuoka

Fukurodani

Bokuto

Akaashi

Konoha

Aoba Johsai/Seijoh

Oikawa

Iwaizumi

Yahaba

Kyoutani/Mad dog

Kindaichi

Shiratorizawa

Ushijima

Tendou

Semi

Shirabu

Goshiki

Inarizaki

Atsumu

Osamu

Suna

Kita

Other

Sakusa

Hoshiumi

Terushima

Baby Book

Pairing: Miya Atsumu x reader

WC: 800

A/N: Just a little something that popped into my mind and instantly made me so soft, partly based off of my headcanon that the Miya twins have the coolest mom ever who would totally end up being your best friend if you dated one of them. Literally this could have been for either one, but I just find writing for Atsumu so fun ^^

Atsumu comes home from practice to what could quite possibly be his worst nightmare come to life. He stops short in the living room doorway so quickly that Osamu stumbles into him and then gives the soft skin above his hip a hard pinch.

“Ow, Samu!” He whines, eyes still locked on you and his mother, side by side on the couch, a familiar album spread open on your knees. At the commotion, the two of you look up and smile in sync. It’s creepy.

“Hey, Tsumu,” You say brightly, “Samu.” You wave at his brother.

“Welcome home, boys,” His mother says with a smile.

“What’s goin’ on?” Atsumu asks even though he has a pretty good idea, finally moving into the room and settling next to you on the arm of the couch, his arm resting across the back of it. He looks down at the photos that must be from before elementary school.

“Your mom found these albums,” You explain, tilting your chin up to shoot him a teasing smile. Yeah, that confirms it. You know exactly what you’re doing. “You were so cute, Tsumu,” You coo, tapping the plastic over his four-year-old face with your fingertip. You flip the page to reveal a photo of the two of them sitting in a sandbox. Atsumu has a full on pout and watery eyes, and Osamu is smiling smugly at him.

“Aw, Tsumu. Was Samu being mean?” You chuckle.

“Prob’ly,” He scoffs. Osamu snorts from his spot behind their mother, his forearms resting on the back of the couch so he can see the photos too.

Their fifth birthday is on the next page. “Look at all that frosting!” You point to the mess on his face in the photo. “Aw, and your squishy little face!” You point to him in the next photo, cheek pressed against Osamu’s as they smile big for the camera, eyes squeezed shut. “You two were adorable,” You say with a sigh, “Sometimes I wish I had a twin.”

“No you don’t,” He and Osamu say in unison, causing both you and their mother to burst out in a peal of laughter.

“I know you love it,” You say, giving his arm a pat. He huffs, but he doesn’t deny it.

You continue to flip through the book. Every once in a while, his mother provides a bit of commentary. Every time, without fail, you manage to pick him out in the photos, commenting on his missing teeth or his goofy grin or his constant scrapes.

“Look how precious you are in your little volleyball uniforms!” You gush, tapping on his figure in the photo yet again.

“How are ya doin’ that?” He says finally. “Ma, did ya go through this already and point me out in every picture?”

“I did no such thing,” His mother says with a soft smile.

“But ya point at me in every single picture! Samu ‘n me have the same face and the same hair in all these old pictures. Grandma can’t even tell us apart in ‘em!”

“I dunno,” You shrug, your hand coming to rest on his thigh for just a moment, “Guess I just know your face.”

“Looks like Y/N has a gift,” His mother says with a pat on your arm. “You three can keep looking through these, but I really should finish up on supper. I’m sure you’re starving. It should be ready soon,” She gets up from the couch and you scoot over, patting the cushion next to you. Atsumu slides down, his shoulder pressed against yours.

“I’m gonna take my stuff to my room,” Osamu announces, pushing away from the sofa.

“Really, how do ya know?” Atsumu presses the moment the two of them are gone. “No one could tell us apart before we dyed our hair ‘cept Mom and Dad. We used ta play tricks on our teachers.”

You think seriously for a few moments, tapping your lower lip with your fingertip. “I can’t explain it,” You say finally, turning to him with a shrug. “I just know. You’re you, so Samu’s Samu,” You laugh softly.

He shakes his head, letting his arm drop around your shoulders. “That so?” He tilts his head to the side, a smile starting to quirk at his lips. Something warm is washing through his middle, and the way you’re looking at him isn’t helping. Slowly, his head is moving closer to yours until you’re just a breath apart. “You’re pretty incredible,” He finally murmurs against your lips.

“Oh?” You reply, drawing back just far enough so that he can see your teasing smirk.

“Don’t get a big head,” He scoffs softly, leaning in to kiss you, the press of his lips revealing what he really means to say - I love you.

it is a well known fact that if you were feeling sick in the middle of the night, Akaashi would drive over to your place to bring you soup and medicine

inarizaki academy

Headcannons :

How they act around their crush

Scenarios :

They realise they're really in love with you (osamu)

One shots