He didn’t expect you to sing THAT good, but when he’s standing there off to the side, watching your fingers dance off the side off the microphone to grasp the stand, singing your heart out.. his eyes are forming into hearts.

I mean, how could he not? His heart is pumping, and Bokuto swears he’s already falling deeper into a pit of love than he already has for you as everyone cheers and claps. But he’s clapping louder than everybody else, smile on his face as he watches you exit the event stage, his eyes watching your every move.

He can’t help but push past the groups of people and grasp your hands with his tightly, his golden gaze piercing into your own.

“You didn’t tell me you could sing, you know, why didn’t you tell me?” He pouts, almost amused.