A/N: CHRISTMAS SENTENCE PROMPTS FIC #12 - Haikyuu! (Bokuroo) - 10: "It's… definitely shiny." This was posted around New Year hence the theme:)

So Shiny

Pairing: BoKuroo

"Kurooo?" Kuroo was barely done styling his hair when Bokuto's whiny voice was already calling for him on the other side of the bathroom door, and he rolled his eyes with a smile.

"Yes dear?" he asked, adding the last bits of hair gel to his hair, and he noticed Bokuto entering. Watching him in the reflection of the mirror, Kuroo's eyes widened, and he turned around.

"What the hell are you wearing?" he asked, looking him up and down, and Bokuto let out a chirpy sound of happiness as he twirled around.

"Don't I look cool?! We're going to a New Year's party after all! Look how cute it is! So trendy, so shiny!" Bokut rambled, spreading his arms.

He was wearing a hideous purple jacket, decorated with sequins and glitters all over; gold, silver, some glossy pink and purple tints too. It just looked awful.

"Well. It's… definitely shiny," Kuroo said as he washed the hair gel off his hands and proceeded to dry his hands with a towel.

"Don't you like it? Here, I got you one too! You'll wear it together with me," Bokuto decided, and Kuroo only noticed now that he was holding another one in his hand.

"Hey, I'm not wearing that!" Kuroo complained, turning away with the towel still in his hands.

"Ah come on bro, don't be such a boring chickenshit! Everyone will be dressed flashy! We will just be the flashiest!" Bokuto whined, turning along with him and holding out the jacket as if he were a random bullfighter.

"No! Bo, lay off!" Kuroo couldn't help but laugh though, and he hit Bokuto with the towel. They danced through the tiny bathroom until Kuroo was literally trapped against the shower cabin, and he held out his hands, waving the towel around.

"You won't get out of here without wearing this Kuroo," Bokuto warned teasingly, and he swung the jacket over his own shoulder so he had both hands free, making grabby hands at Kuroo.

"No. Don't you dare - no eeheheep!" Bokuto had barely poked his stomach or Kuroo dropped the towel and toppled backwards into the shower cabin.

It was still damp from his own shower from a couple of minutes ago, and he groaned, looking up at Bokuto and making an attempt at backing away in the cramped space, his feet still hanging outside the cabin and his body sprawled uncomfortably inside.

"I swear to God if you tickle me - OHnohoho no dammit!" Kuroo cursed when Bokuto squatted down and went after his feet which were still bare and sockless.

"You know it's how I get what I want, and there's no escaping it!" Bokuto sang, and he gripped one of Kuroo's ankles tightly so he could scribble his fingers up and down his sole with ease.

"NO-nahaha Bohoho!" Kuroo banged his head against the glass wall and he barked out a hysterical laugh.

"Tiiickle tickle! Agree to wear this all night and I just might stop," Bokuto said, and he whistled when he got an enormous reaction out of him just by hooking his index finger under his toes, wiggling it and tickling him lightly with his short fingernail.

"Go to hehehell! PFfhfhfh!" Kuroo had covered his mouth with his hands by now, his eyes were squeezed shut and he was limited to squirming a little and arching his back.

"I'm afraid it's you who's going to hell darling," Bokuto taunted, and he released Kuroo's foot after tormenting him under his toes some more, and he literally launched himself forward so he could tickle Kuroo's sides and ribs.

"GHAhaha! OHgahahad noooo!" They seriously had never had such a wild struggle in the shower before. Not even during their hottest sexual shower-intercourses. Bokuto was hanging into the cabin and attacking Kuroo's trapped body with so much enthusiasm that Kuroo started to scream through his laughter.

"FUHUhuhuck!" His loud shrieks and squeals echoed through the bathroom, and Bokuto let out a victorious "heyheyheyyy!" at his tickle-success.

"Three words babe. I'll - wear - it," he lectured, and he wiggled all ten fingers in circles over Kuroo's tummy.

"AHah-alright! I'll wear it! I'll weheheear it just p-please stop!" And he did. Bokuto leaned back with a content smile and shook his head at his panting and wheezing lover.

"There. Was that so hard?" he asked, and he held out his hand to help him up. With some stumbles on Kuroo's side he managed to get him out of the shower, and Kuroo sighed tiredly as he wiped his clothes that had gotten all wet.

What did it even matter, he thought with a roll of the eyes when Bokuto held up the jacket for him to wear. He groaned and spread his arms, his breathing still rapid and his body trembling a little from the after-effect of Bokuto's tickle attack of doom.

And no five minutes later they both stepped outside, wearing trendy flashy matching jackets and ready to celebrate their final party of 2016!