Ok I'm back no need to panic!

"What was I even thinkin? Love. HA! That's not even how it works" Bokuto said as he sat at a table with Kenma, Lev, Akaashi and Yaku. He would be lying if he said he wasn't upset about the little outburst that just happened with him and Kuroo, but since Kuroo was absent at lunch, he decided he would share his side of the story, before Kuroo could say his side.

"Bokuto, stop" Akaashi said eyeing him.

'you don't get it Akaashi, he flat out, disregarded my feelings. I told him how I felt and he rejected them" Bokuto said angrily, was he the only one who could wrap his brain around this?

Kenma stood up, letting the chair push back on the tile floors and echo through the cafeteria.

"You know nothing" he yelled at the taller male who was awe struck by the sudden outburst of the most stable person from Nekoma.

"Oh so now I'm the bad guy, why don't you enlighten me" Bokuto yelled standing up and grabbing he collar of Kenma shirt.

Lev stood up and tried to pry Bokuto's hand away but it wouldn't budge.

"Guys come on would Kuroo want this?" Lev said calmly and cautiously.

Bokuto loosened his grip at that. He still cared. Bokuto still cared about Kuroo.

As soon as Bokuto let go of his shirt he felt a sharp smack too his left cheek and he stumbled down to the wall. Kenma had smacked him. The coaches gathered and broke the two apart and told everyone else to leave.

"You have no idea what Kuroo has had to go through Bokuto, so don't act like he's hurting you. Do you know how insecure he is about you? Have you asked him?" Kenma yelled as the coaches held him back.

Bokuto was terrified. He had never seen Kenma this angry over anything.

"You two are out for the rest of the training camp. You can sit out while everyone else plays in the practice matches." Bokuto heard a coach say as Kenma was escorted out of the cafeteria and people flooded back in. He stood up feeling completely numb. He really did mess up.


As a practice match between Karasuno and nekoma started, Bokuto found his eyes drift to the tall pale man that he loved.

The long legs were the first things he noticed. God were they glorious. Slim but muscular and as his eyes traveled to his thighs, he noticed a look on Kuroo's face that set off an alarm in the back of Bokuto's mind.

Kuroo's once beautiful orbs now had red puffiness around them as if he had been crying uncontrollably and rubbing it away with his hands because nobody was there to take care of him. Why wasn't Bokuto there?

His heard shattered at the thought of Kuroo all alone having to deal with this stress. Volleyball was his stress reliever, and of course, he was bench for the rest of the season.

Bokuto had caused this. And if he could take it back he would.

On a whim, Bokuto stood and started his way towards Kuroo. Kuroo looked up as he heard the foot steeps of the taller male.

"I thought you said to stop talking completely," Kuroo said, his voice sounded raw as if he'd been clenching his throat for too long and now it was stuck that way.

"Not talking am I?" Bokuto said. He was still annoyed about the whole fight that they had had, but he wanted things to be okay between them. If he couldn't love Kuroo with permission from him, he would have to keep it secret. He just wanted his best friend back.

"Well I cant be near you," Kuroo said standing and grabbing his crutches.

"Kuroo just talk to me" Bokuto said lightly grabbing the black haired boys shoulder.

"I cant do this here" He answered turning to face him, after all, they were at a volleyball game and it was getting hard to hear.

Bokuto smirked, "Okay" he said.

"I don't like that face" Kuroo said trying to back up before he was attacked.

But it was too late, in one swift motion Bokuto had Kuroo over his shoulder and lifted off the ground.

"BO- STOP. I-I'M TOO HEAVY. I DON'T WANNA TALK TO YOU" Kuroo yelled hitting his best friends back as hard as he could.

"No, you said you didn't want to do this here, so we wont" Bokuto said running out of the practice gym with Kuroo still on top.

Kuroo was in shock. Why was he laughing. What was happening. How has the guy of his dreams managed to break his heart and put it back together in under the course of two hours.

They went to the closest room there was and Bokuto gently set Kuroo down on the counter top.

"Bo, why are we in the bath house?" Kuroo said still in shock.

"we need to talk Kuroo" Bokuto said walking up to Kuroo and putting his hands on either side off Kuroo's hips.

"Bo, I cant. I cant keep doing this" Kuroo said. He looked up as tears filled his eyes, trying to keep them from falling. He was tired of being weak.

Bokuto grabbed Kuroo's chin. He opened Kuroo's thighs soo he was standing in the middle of him and leaned into the counter he was sitting on.

"Kuroo Listen," Bokuto said with a firey passion in his eyes.

"Bokuto no for real its fi-" Kuroo started but was cut off.

"No Kuroo. That's how our friendship works. I talk and you listen and you sure as fuck don't interrupt because you know how much I hate being interrupted." Bokuto said firmly placing one hand on Kuroo's thigh. "You know why I know that"

"Because we're best friends" Kuroo whispered looking down as if he was ashamed. A single tear fell from Kuroo's face and hit Bokuto's hand.

"That's right," Bokuto said, wiping away more tears that streamed down Kuroo's face. "And I'm head over heels, in love with you." He said shakily. He didn't want to cry either, but this needed to happen, there needed to be some sort of break through between them.

"Bo, why is this happening" Kuroo said between tears, "we were never like this, we're never this girly" He added with a chuckle.

"I don't know," Bokuto breathed, finally they were talking. He let a few tears escape his eyes as he bent his body to lean it on Kuroo's shoulder. He felt movement. A shaking, sort of up and down movement that started out slow but soon got fast.

He looked up to see Kuroo laughing hysterically.

"What's wrong with us," He yelled.

Bokuto started laughing too, "I don know" He said and started laughing harder as more tears streamed down his face.

"I've had the biggest crush ever since I met you and now two yeas later here I am trying to deny it" Kuroo yelled louder as he laughed even harder. He silently thanked god that this bathhouse hadn't been used this year because not enough people cam to camp.

Bokuto laughed harder "I have too but I thought you were straight so I didn't say anything" He said resting his forehead on Kuroo's shoulder once again.

The laughing subsided and some sniffling was filling the silence as they caught their breath and tried to stop crying. In the middle of the silence, Kuroo found now to be the best time to ask this question.

"Do, do you think I'm good enough?"

Bokuto looked up, at him. "K-Kuroo, is this what was bothering you? you don't think you're good enough?" Bokuto asked. His tears had finally subsided but Kuroo's were just now becoming real tears. He had probably held them in for so long.

Kuroo shrugged his shoulders, he looked down and scratched his nose so he didn't have to make eye contact while he spilled his biggest insecurities.

"Um, My, my legs are just really, long and I-I'm just very tall compared to Akaashi, and my hair, it doesn't feel silky smooth like you say Akaashi's does and-"

"Kuroo, you know you beautiful right?" Bokuto said holding Kuroo's cheek in the palm of his hand. He slowly wiped away more tears that were falling.

He was at a loss for words, "I just thought, maybe if I was a little bit shorter or maybe didn't have bad hair that maybe... maybe I-" Kuroo was trying his hardest to keep his tears in but he couldn't now. If they were gonna do this, he needed Bokuto to know this stuff and how it affects him. He grabbed Bokuto's hand that was cupping his face and locked eyes with Bokuto.

"Kuroo, no that's not true. have you always felt like this?" Bokuto asked. It hurt him so much to know that Kuroo had insecurities about the things that make him beautiful.

Kuroo nodded his head and closed his eyes to stop the tears.

"Listen. Your height, is what makes you beautiful, your legs wee made for runways, only models would have nice long legs like this. And your hair," Bokuto reached up to touch it, "I love it. Never think I don't because I really really do." Bokuto said. "And I don't love Akaashi, so don't compare yourself to him. Your beautiful Kuroo. I need you to know that okay?" He asked smiling.

"Okay" Kuroo cried, at this point he stopped trying to hide the tears and let them fall free. "Okay okay okay" Kuroo yelled as he cried. he was so happy that he couldn't think of anything else to say.

"okay" Bokuto said. He reached up and grabbed Kuroo's face again. he slowly leaned in and kissed Kuroo. Just small butterfly kisses at first but soon he slung his arm around Kuroo and pushed his tongue through. He pushed Kuroo's body into his chest and Kuroo had his hands in Bokuto's multicolored hair. Soft moans and small I love yous filled the room and the minutes passed.

finally they broke for air. They smiled at each other as they breathed in heavily.

"So," Bokuto said confidently, "Tetsuro Kuroo, would you please date me" he said smiling.

"Of course Koutarou" Kuroo answered. He slid of the Counter and grabbed his crutches.

Bokuto wrapped his arm around Kuroo,

"Its always gonna be you that I love"


Okay so I'm probably gonna add one more chapter and just a warning, its gonna be sex. If you don't wanna read that then this is your ending but do come back for the smutty smut