"what's in it?"

"clothes? some shit i got for her,"

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"does wakatoshi miss me?" you asked bokuto as he was assembling a closet that they bought for you.

"no clue, he doesn't seem bothered," bokuto grunted. "but he's always like that, isn't he?"

you hummed, you wanted to go home... only if they wanted you back.

"you miss volleyball, y/n?" bokuto said as he admired the assembled closet until the door fell off causing the entire closet to collapse. "damn," he whispered to himself, slouching over.

"i guess? no, not really," you stared at bokuto's broad back and shoulders.

"do you miss home?"

"yes... if they miss me,"

they sat in silence till kuroo came in with two big bags.

"the closet isn't up yet?"

"nope," bokuto replied with a heavy sigh. kuroo began to work on the closet as he placed the bags down. "hey! you can't come in with two ginormous bags and not tell us what's in it!"

kuroo shot his eyes at you. "it's y/n's,"

"what's in it?" bokuto's tone changed.

"clothes? some shit i got for her,"

"can i see?" bokuto tried to stand up and grab the bags but kuroo placed the screwdriver to his chest to stop him. "why can't i look!?"

"because i said it was y/n's!" the boys began to argue. you muted their voices and you went over to peek inside the bags. you slowly take every item out one by one.

a hoodie.

bunny ears.

vintage pants.

green sweatshirt?

collared blouses?

jewelry?

nail polish.

more jeans and more shirts.

"why?" you asked. you never go out so why did he buy you clothing?

"why not?" kuroo responded. bokuto crossed his arms over his chest and huffed.

"you didn't get me anything!?"

"you didn't ask for anything!" kuroo said.

"she didn't either!" bokuto jumped onto the bed and tried suffocating himself with a pillow but kuroo reprimanded him. you observed the bunny ears and placed them on, seeing if they would fit. both of the boys noticed you wearing the headband and stopped arguing. lewd ideas filling their mind.

the weird part about the boys was that they never wanted to force sex upon y/n, no matter how much they wanted it. they weren't THAT bad . . . they wanted her to feel loved and enjoy their company first.

"do you like it?" they asked at the same time.

"it's nice," you said as you took it off and plopped it back in the bag. "i can help with the closet..." you offered.

they both looked at each other, bokuto tried to fake kiss kuroo but kuroo was trying to avoid him while being in the arms of bokuto. you laughed watching both of them struggle. you picked up the screwdriver but you were yanked by the leg.

"what did i tell you about holding sharp objects?" bokuto said as he took the screwdriver out of your hand.

"t-this isn't sharp-"

"what did i tell you?"

"stay away..." you mumbled. bokuto smiled and grazed your cheek.

"good girl. and no, you cannot help with the closet," bokuto and kuroo went back to work on the closet as you just laid on the bed, a bit overwhelmed.

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"good night, princess," bokuto kissed your head. kuroo had been distant with you the past few days after he smudged his friend's blood all over your face.

at the same time he was buying a lot of stuff for you because he couldn't find the courage to speak to you verbally.

"night," you laid on the bed, just having blank thoughts.

outside you could hear bokuto and kuroo yelling at each other.

"why don't you just talk to her? quit being a pussy!" bokuto slammed the coffee table.

"that doesn't fucking concern you!" kuroo retorted as he shoved bokuto to the floor.

"you act like it's her fault kenma died! and either way, he was in the way!"

"it isn't her fault... it's mine, and kenma wasn't in the way... i didn't intend-"

"kenma wasn't what? shit, if akaashi was horny for y/n i would- i would kill him!" bokuto stuttered. kuroo squinted his eyes and rushed to your room. the door clashed into the wall and he quickly wrapped his hand around your neck.

"why aren't you sleeping, doll?" kuroo dragged you out of the bed and onto the floor.

"i-i'm sorry it was just loud-" you said as kuroo forced pills into the back of your throat, closing your mouth to make you swallow. you took a deep breath in and realized what he just did.

"what was that?" your eyes felt lazy and you couldn't stay awake.

"what the hell!?" bokuto said as you lost consciousness.

"she's so perfect when her eyes are shut," kuroo grazed your face with a psychotic look in his eyes.

"what was that?" bokuto lifted your head up and checked your pupils.

"i don't know, it put her to sleep though," kuroo carried y/n out of his arms and placed her on the bed.

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the boys were getting worried since you haven't woke up in 2 days. you were truly in a sleeping trance.

"let's just wait another day!" bokuto kept his hopes up of your being alive. you still had a pulse and your breathing was fine.

secretly, you did wake up, except you stayed in bed for a whole 2 days, feeling weak and frail. the boys weren't smart enough to try and tickle you, which was ironic since they did it to each other a lot.

"hello?" kuroo picked up his phone, shushing bokuto. "yes this is tetsurō."