This is so ridiculous! Bokuto didn't even do anything wrong, he just had an awkward posture when practicing. But no, even then, Akaashi had to point out his mistakes. I mean, between you and me, Bokuto is being dramatic, but that's not exactly news.

Akaashi just told him to straighten his spine, but in Bokuto's mind, that brunette kicked him off the team! Is Akaashi being mean or maybe Bokuto is just too dramatic? Well, that's not exactly defined. Draw your own conclusions.

"Babe," Bokuto's tired voice echoed through the walls, chasing after you. Luckily, you were already prepared for him.

Bokuto's breath caught in his throat when he saw you lounging on the couch. He's lucky. You didn't even have to try, just stood there on the couch like an Olympian deity.

"Akaashi was cruel today. Can you believe that?" Bokuto huffed, reaching out to take your hands. The boy made sure to lift you up, placing your body on top of his.

"He judged me completely," the platinum-haired murmured, before his muscular arms started to wrap around your waist, squeezing and caressing your body — thighs, mostly. "You're so soft," he's using your stress ball body once again. “Mmh.”