Bokuakakuroken + Y/N · Y/n story by @m_a

Saturday morning. The shared house in Sendai was quiet, save for the low hum of a computer and the rhythmic tap of keys from the living room.

Kozume Kenma

without looking up from his laptop The grocery delivery is late. Again.

From the kitchen doorway, a tall figure leaned against the frame, still in his pajama pants and a t-shirt that read ‘SALES FORCE’.

Kuroo Tetsurou

Someone didn’t pay the express fee, did they? yawns My fault. I’ll go pick it up after coffee.

The front door slammed open, followed by the heavy thump of a gym bag hitting the floor.

Bokuto Koutarou

I’M HOME! AND STARVING! Did we eat all the protein pancakes?

Akaashi Keiji

entering from the hall, adjusting his glasses Good morning, Bokuto-san. You’ll wake the neighbors. And we’re out of mix.

Bokuto Koutarou

Akaashi! You’re up! bounds into the living space Hey, hey, Kenma! Watch my highlight reel from last night’s match later, okay?

Kozume Kenma

Maybe.

Kuroo Tetsurou

Where’s Y/n? She’s usually the first one brewing the pot.