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oikawa was tired. he had just got home from an 8 hour shift at the convenience store he worked at and he was tired. he walked into his and bokuto’s shared apartment and flopped down on a chair.
he didn’t have to take the job but oikawa was nothing if not an overachiever, finding time to somehow balance college, a part time job and volleyball all while maintaining a 3.9 gpa and a starting position on the volleyball team.
and oikawa liked the extra money, it made going on dates with his boyfriend more fun, not like bokuto didn’t have a job, but sometimes he liked to spoil his boyfriend with food and watch bokuto as he ate, his facial expressions revealing all of bokuto’s emotions. and was he maybe a little bit pampered by his perfect boyfriend? maybe so, he liked to repay the favour, even if it was only bringing bokuto’s favourite snacks home after a long shift.
he could hear the shower going so he assumed bokuto was showering. he went to grab a plate from their top shelf but he couldn’t reach it.
then, he had the wonderful idea of asking his slightly, if only by a little bit, taller boyfriend to grab it for him. and if he could see bokuto’s abs when he stretched up for the plate? well that was nobody’s business but his own.
he heard the shower turn off and he leaned back on the chair, stretching his back after standing at the cash register for the whole day. “babeeeeeeee!”
“yeah?!” he heard bokuto’s holler from the other side of their apartment
“can you come to the kitchen? i need a plate”
“okay! let me put on a shirt i’ll be there in one second”
“mmkay, love you”
“love you too” bokuto walked into their kitchen in a tank top which showcased his muscular upper body, honed from playing years of volleyball and placed a quick kiss on oikawa’s forehead.
“how was your shift baby? tired?” bokuto massaged his boyfriend’s shoulders, pleased with the relaxed sounds his boyfriend made.
“it was okay. lots of customers at lunch but after that it was kinda dead. i’m so tired kou i think i’m gonna pass out right here at the table”
bokuto let out a loud chuckle “don’t do that! let me make you some food”
“i was gonna make it myself. was gonna surprise you” oikawa pouted
bokuto laughed again “it’s okay let me spoil you”
oikawa brightened up “well if you insist. anyways can you grab a plate for me?”
“sure thing babe! your wish is my command” bokuto reached up and grabbed a plate from the highest shelf while oikawa watched the tiny sliver of skin that appeared when bokuto lifted his arms.
“damn you could grate cheese on those abs” oikawa was thinking some obscene thoughts, his exhaustion and sleep deprived brain supplying exactly what it thought about his boyfriend’s body
sadly, after grabbing two plates bokuto’s abs were hidden under his tank top again and oikawa was left to admire his boyfriend’s arms as he moved around the kitchen, making some fried rice for the two of them.
❥
oikawa and bokuto were cuddling on the couch eating their dinner and watching a weird reality show on netflix. it was an american show about real estate? honestly oikawa was confused at what was happening half the time, always getting the short bald twins confused, but he liked the drama and looking at the expensive houses.
“wait so did she lie to her friend? i don’t get it why is she lying to everyone?” bokuto murmured a sound of agreement, more engrossed in leaving soft kisses on oikawa’s face and neck and eating his dinner to actually pay attention to the show.
oikawa’s hair was one of bokuto’s many favourite things about the other boy. it was soft to the touch and bokuto loved having his hands tangled in oikawa’s hair when they kissed, but his favourite was when he was just brushing through oikawa’s hair and oikawa would let out sounds that could almost be considered purrs.
❥
that night
“hmm babe i was thinking, maybe we move the plates a little lower so that you can reach them without having to ask me every time?”
“no!” oikawa blurted a little too quickly for it to be considered normal.
bokuto cocked an eyebrow up at his boyfriends reaction. oikawa tried to stop the flush spreading across his cheeks and tried to backtrack “i mean um i- well it’s just cause my love language is acts of service and when you get plates for me it makes me feel loved?”
“babe i was literally with you when you took the test. your love language is physical touch followed by gifts” bokuto looked at his boyfriend, unimpressed with oikawa’s terrible excuse.
“well okay, ugh this is embarrassing i don’t want to say the reason out loud it sounds stupid”
“you’re too cute. just tell me babydoll. i promise i won’t make fun of you”
oikawa buried his face in his boyfriend’s chest “iz cus ashes”
“huh? it’s cause ashes? baby i can’t hear you cmon just tell me” bokuto flashed his signature puppy eyes at his boyfriend
“it’scauseilikelookingatyourabsokay?” oikawa looked down, embarrassed
bokuto beamed “aww! baby you’re so cute! if you want to see them you can just look! just ask me!”
“but that’s embarrassing”
“no it’s not you’re mine and i’m yours! and my abs are a part of me. see!” bokuto lifted up his shirt
“KOU!” oikawa was a violent shade of red now, even as he enjoyed the view.
bokuto laughed and placed a chaste kiss on his boyfriend’s lips “love you babydoll”
“i love you too, you goof”
“your goof though”
“yeah my goof”
❥
later; oikawa is asleep
“he’s so cute. using little excuses just so he can see my abs. i love him he’s so precious, my baby. even though i already knew why, hearing him say it was so endearing my precious angel. why does he think i wear tank tops so much?” bokuto’s thoughts right before he fell asleep were often filled with the adorable things that happened throughout the day, most of them including his boyfriend or some type of animal.
“love you baby, goodnight” bokuto whispered, placing a soft kiss on his boyfriend’s forehead
oikawa just gripped his boyfriend tighter in his sleep, letting out a little happy sigh.
that night, bokuto fell asleep with a smile on his face.