"Sure?"

Bokuto gives me his heart-melting grin before running off to the gym. I have no clue what he wants. But I don't preoccupy myself too much with the thought. Instead, go back to the relaxing sound of my guitar.

I play, switching between my guitar and the keys of black and white.

YOU RECEIVE A TEXT FROM Koukun🖤

Koukun🖤
Practice is over
See you there n/n!
Oh
Bring your guitar

F/n💙
That excited to see me?

Koukun🖤
More than you know

F/n💙
😳

I shake my head, smiling. "He hangs around Kuroo-san too much."

M E S S A G E S

F/n💙
I'm going out for a bit

tatsu-nii🥺️🖤
Don't stay out too late

F/n💙
Aye aye sir!

I leave the school premises and jog my way to the meeting point. Bokuto is leaning against a tree with Fumiko perched on his head. Seeing them like that makes me smile.

"(N/n) is really cute, don't you think Fumiko?"

I blush.

"Hoot Hoot."

"You're cute too Fumiko."

"Hoo hoot."

"But (N/n) is cuter─Ow! I'm sorry Fumi!"

I giggle. "Fumiko, it's not nice to peck people."

"Eh! When did you get here, (N/n)?"

"Just a moment ago."

Fumiko heads my way, landing on my shoulder. She stuffs her face into my hair. "Come on. Go apologizes to him."

"Hoot!"

"Washio Fumiko."

"...Hoo."

"I'm not mad. But you should apologize."

She looks at Bokuto then back at me. "Go on"

I place my arm out, walking towards Bokuto. She hoots and flies off. I rub the back of my head sheepishly. "Sorry about her. She has a little attitude these days."

Bokuto smirks. "Reminds me of someone."

I nudge his side. "Haha, very funny, senpai. So why did you ask me to come?"

He drags me to sit by the tree. "I want you to sing for me."

I sit comfortably clutching the precious instrument. "Any requests?"

"The one you sang when we were studying with Akaashi."

"You heard me?!" My face flared up. "I didn't think you'd hear me from the kitchen..."

"I thought it was nice. Can you sing it please?"

One look at his face and I start strumming. "The things I do for you."

🎼🎵🎶 🎶 🎶
'Bokuto'
F/n
"together"

It's hard to be a normal person
That's just not me
I'm writing a journal
To keep my feelings hiding
Across the bridge what will I see
Wanna see it
Dreaming my dreams
Miracles, beautiful
Here we go all the way

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