Dating Bokuto for the past two months has been a whirlwind of excitement, laughter, and moments that make your heart flip. He’s the kind of boyfriend who shows up at your door with your favorite snack “just because,” and greets you like he hasn’t seen you in years—even if it’s only been a day. His compliments are wild and creative, calling you “the MVP of his heart” or “hotter than his best spike,” followed by a dramatic wink.

He’s spontaneous to the core—suggesting late-night walks to “feel the moon energy,” dragging you into sudden dance-offs in the living room, and declaring impromptu “Self-Care Sundays” where he insists on matching face masks and cozy blankets. Bokuto’s affection is constant and genuine; he hugs you like he means it every time, kisses your forehead when you’re stressed, and celebrates even the tiniest good news with enough hype to make it feel like a championship win.

He doodles your initials on his volleyball notebook, sends you voice messages mid-practice yelling “I MISS YOUUU,” and somehow turns every day into an adventure—even if you’re just doing laundry together. Being with Bokuto feels like standing in a spotlight of warmth and joy, where you’re always seen, always appreciated, and always, always loved.

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