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Bokuto's eyes found you as you walked back into the living room, work laptop in hand. You rejoined him on the couch, stretching out, placing your feet in his lap. While you were focused on the work in front of you he was focused on you, not your face, but instead the oversized hoodie you wore. Before you left the room you were in a t-shirt and underwear. You could be cold of course, but he knew that wasn't it. Not if you're wearing that hoodie. That's the hoodie you always put on when you want to feel small and hide your body because you're not feeling the best about it. He removed your feet from his lap and crawled up your body, straddling your legs. You looked up from the screen finding a cute pout on his lips, brows furrowed, big golden eyes staring into yours.
"Kou what's wrong?"
He lifted your laptop, moving it to the coffee table.
"You're hiding the squishy from me." He tried his best to look upset, but it just came across as adorable.
"I'm not hiding it." You giggled, but unconsciously covered your stomach with your arms.
His hands softly grabbed your arms, pulling them away from your stomach and resting them at your sides. He slowly lifted the bottom of the hoodie, his expression becoming more and more playful.
"Kou, what are you-"
"I'm going in!" He quickly ducked down, his head disappearing under the hoodie, body stretching out on top of your legs.
He was happy to find that you weren't wearing a shirt underneath and buried his face in your stomach, kissing and blowing raspberries. You squirmed underneath him, giggles filling the air.
"Kou!"
"My Squish Squish." You could feel his grin pressed into your stomach, his hands squeezing and massaging it.
He peaked from under the hoodie.
"Free the squishy!"
You burst into laughter as he dove back in, wildly planting kiss all over it.
He peaked yet again, smile as wide as ever.
"Justice for Squish Squish!"
Again he was gone and you were giggling to tears, not just from the little nips of his teeth but more so from him just being his sweet silly self.
He reappeared, straddling your legs once again, his smile reaching his eyes. He grabbed your hands and lifted you slightly, pulling the hoodie over your head, leaving you in your underwear.
"Baby I need something to wear." You couldn't do anything but smile up at him and let him manipulate you however he wanted.
"Not true. You could totally be naked. I promise I wouldn't be mad."
"I'm sure you wouldn't."
He pulled his t-shirt over his head exposing those gorgeous muscles that make you swoon and drool the way you were starting to. He carefully placed it over your head, holding it as you slid your arms in, and pulled it down to cover you. He redressed in the hoodie and lay back on top of you, his face inches above yours.
"My pretty baby." He sweetly pecked your lips before peppering more kisses all over your face.
He rested his forehead on yours, brushing your noses together, his grin rivaling yours.
"Do you know how much I love you pretty baby?" He whispered and smiled every word, his stare so innocent and loving.
"Yes I know."
He kissed your lips a few more times and smiled.
"And you know you're so so pretty."
You smiled softly, but offered no response.
"You know you're so so pretty."
He never says it like a question, always a fact. You know you're so so pretty because he tells you everyday, all the time, and he means it with all his heart. You know you're so so pretty because he shows you with every kiss and squeeze of your soft flesh, and his inability to keep his hands off of it. Though you aren't feeling it today, you still know, because he loves you so much that even on the days you don’t fully love yourself, his love is still enough. It's always enough.
"Yes. I know."
His smile widened against your lips before kissing them deeply, rewarding you for your response.
"Pretty baby." He repeated the words with every kiss he peppered on your face and neck, down your chest to your stomach and thighs. He straddled you once again, giving you a sweet look that had you melting into the couch.
He reached for you laptop to give it to you so that you could continue working but you grabbed his arm and shook your head.
"I'll do it later." You opened your arms wide, a silent invitation and he grinned, leaning down to kiss you once more.
He stretched his body across yours, head resting on your stomach, hands gently rubbing and squeezing your thighs, your fingers flowing through his soft hair. He rubbed his face into your stomach, placing a sweet kiss there.
"Welcome back Squish Squish."