Boboiboy Boyfriend Scenarios/Oneshots 1

☆ I can't believe you're mine - Boboiboy || Modern AU! ☆

This story is inspired by an LGBTQ-based story I read on Google (I forgot which website)...and it was truly heart-touching istg. 

So I decided to remix that plot.

I wanted to give credit to both the author and website, but the real thing is that I forgot because I actually read that story almost a year ago and while I was thinking about new ideas....this story suddenly struck my mind....and now here it is.

And don't worry, the jealousy scenario will be out in a few days.

So yeah, enjoy~~

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(Age: 20)

It was a glorious, colorful autumn.

We'd just left the coffee shop. When we walked by, she giggled and pulled me inside saying' "C'mon, let us get some pumpkin spice!!"

I don't like coffee, I never had...but when she handed me my cup and looked into my eyes while I tried it, it was the best thing I'd ever tasted.

My hand still tingled where she grabbed it.

As we walked through the park with our drinks, a little drizzle began to fall. She pulled out an umbrella from her bag, I pulled up my hood and hunched my shoulders.

"C'mon, don't be silly", she giggled pulling me under the umbrella with her, I couldn't help but laugh too, her laugh is so infectious.

As the sun started to shine again, she pulled me down to sit on a bench. She beamed up at me, and I could only gaze back adoringly. How can someone be so perfect in every way?

"So Boboiboy.....", she began.

"Hm?"

"Who do you like??", she whispered, and I looked away.

I wanted to say, 'It's you! Only you! You're the only one I think about!!' 

Instead, I shrugged my shoulders and looked down at my cup.

What if she doesn't feel the same?

What if she just sees me only as her best friend?

I didn't want to destroy our friendship.

She looked at me with a cautious yet hopeful smile, "If I tell you mine, will you tell me yours?"

What? She likes someone?

Oh, well.....

Shouldn't have had my expectations up, I see...

I hesitated a bit but nodded saying, "Okay".

Her facial expression soon changed from a bright one to a nervous one. I have never seen her like this, except while she tries to tell that truth that the opposite one might not like.......

She took a deep breath and started, "The person I like is.....is....is you."

I dropped my drink, completely speechless.

"I-I've been wanting to tell you for a while, though. I know..... I-I know you are not interested in me, but I-"

I put my hand over her mouth. This was the day I had been waiting for years and years now. She looked at me in surprise. Couldn't blame her...

I took a deep breath.

"(Y/n) I-", my breath catches in my throat.

She removes my hand from her mouth and leans in a tiny bit closer.

"W-what is it?", she asked, a little concerned.

Because I can't seem to form the words, I'll tell her how I feel the only way I can.

Before I can lose my courage, I lean forward, pressing my lips to hers. After her momentary shock fades, she kisses me back. As her lips move against mine, it's like there's fire in my veins.

Her hands gently cup my face as mine grabbed her timid waist. I pulled her deeper into the kiss, running my tongue along her lips.

I can't believe this is happening.

We finally break apart when we're completely breathless. I tilted my head, so our foreheads were touching.

"Wow", she whispers.
I nod in reply.

"Boboiboy-....s-so does this mean....?", she stammers. This is the first time I've ever seen (Y/n) at a loss for words. I feel a bit proud of myself.

Finally, getting courage, I grab her hands.

"(Y/n)", I began.
"Will you be my girlfriend?"

She squeals, jumping up and down in that way that I always thought was just adorable, but was never able to tell her. So I tell her now, "You're adorable"

I've never seen her blush before, either, but she does. She pulls me into a hug and I rest my head on her shoulder.

"So....is that a yes?", I whispered, pecking her neck and she giggles.

"Of course that's a yes, Idiot!", she giggles.

"Good", I smirk.
"Cause now I can do this again."

I press my lips against hers, and it's like everything else around us just faded.

Over and over, I keep thinking, 'I can't believe you're mine.'

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I'm still thinking, 'I can't believe you're mine', the next year we move in together.

I still think the same as she walks down the aisle on our wedding day.

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But the biggest thing of all is when I hold our daughter for the first time. I didn't think it was possible to love someone more every day, but (Y/n) proved that wrong.

"Boboiboy? What do you want to name her?", she asks, both girls looking up at me with big beautiful eyes. The two most precious treasures of my life.

"Kasih" [meaning Love]

She beamed and nods in agreement.

And that's not the first nor the last of many times I thought,

I can't believe you're mine...

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