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Welcome to the second of seven works of the Candy Heart Club! Our second boy up is Katuski Bakugou with the candy heart saying “Kiss Me”. Let me know if you’d like to be added to the event taglist, and as always, the event masterlist is linked right above! Stay sweet and happy February!
Prompt: Katsuki Bakugo loves you, he knows he does, but just why is he having trouble saying it? No matter how many times the two of you are alone and the scene is just right, he gets too in his head and can’t say it. So, what else can he do?
A/N: Here is the second fic about our dear, beloved, Katsuki Bakugou! So sorry this one took a little bit longer, but you all can now expcet one of these works almost every day now - how else am I gonna get them all done before the 14th? The day of all days? I hope you all enjoy, and as always, just comment or message me if you’d like to be added to the masterlist! ENJOY!!!
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He was an A+ student. An example of perfection. A winner. Katsuki Bakugou was not a quitter. But, right now, he sure as hell felt like one. He loves you with a kind of love he didn’t think he’d ever be able to feel, and he thinks of you - often. When Ectoplasm is droning on about anti-derivatives and random numbers to the power of 4, his mind wanders and takes a trip to wherever you are. In training, sometimes he catches a quick glance of you and then he can’t remember what he was going to do next. And at night, right before he goes to bed and closes his eyes, he sees your smile - and then he can’t sleep. So, he has to do homework, or workout, or something. Anything he could possibly think of to get you out of his mind, but dammit, he just can’t. It scares him sometimes, to think that there is such a person who captures so much of his attention. But if he’d had to pick someone, he’d pick you every time.
There was something about the way you held yourself that made him so attracted to you. Your confidence never reached a level of arrogance - something he struggled with, even though he didn’t care to admit it. Your leadership capabilities were strong and sound, rivaling both him and the class representative. And your power - your athleticism and efficiency in training and on the battlefield was admirable. Bakugou had met his match in you.
The sun felt nice as the two of you were laying in the greenspace just to the side of Heights Alliance, relishing in a moment of peace. It had been Bakugou’s idea, actually, to get away from the clamor that was the common room, what with board game arguments running rampant and debates over homework answers. It was nice outside. Calm. Unlike most people, you could attribute those adjectives to time spent with Bakugou.
Your eyes were closed as your face was up towards the sun and there was a relaxed smile on your face. It had been a little while since either you or Bakugou had spoken, so you opened one of your eyes to get a peek of him, trying to see if he had fallen asleep. To your surprise, his gaze was trained on yours and then flicked away the second he saw you look at him. You let your eyelid flutter closed again, but a larger smile spreads across your face.
“What, do I have something on my face?” You say, already knowing you don’t.
“You know you don’t, you just want me to know that you knew I was looking at you.” Bakugou retorts warmly, seemingly reading your mind. You laugh a bit and roll to your side so you could meet his eyeline more easily and he does the same. Crimson meets Y/E/C.
Bakugou’s face is placated but his mind is in turmoil. Why can’t he just end all this and say it? He knows, or is at least 98% sure, that you have feelings for him. But, what he also knows, is that he has to be the one to say those three little words. And it wasn’t in some weird, backwards, gender stereotyped way that he had to be the one to say it, but it was because he needed to be the one to commit. You didn’t have a problem with committing to a relationship, and since you’ve known him, he’s given no indication of even wanting a relationship. So, now, he has to buck up and do it.
“What rusty gear is trying to move around in there,” you say, poking his forehead. He shakes his head a bit and grabs the hand you had raised towards it, keeping his palm enclosed around yours. You smiled a bit and shimmied your body a bit closer to his. The grass was tickling your legs and the warm breeze was swirling around you but the only thing that was making you feel something. You take a deep breath, then exhale.
“Katsuki, I-”
“Shut it.” He says quickly, squeezing your hand a bit to satiate the sting that his words left. Your eyes were wide, though, as he cut you off. His gaze flickers with a bit of regret from his word choice and his lips fight a frown. “I know what you’re gonna say.”
“Then just let me say it.” You murmur, slipping your hand out of his to instead mess with the grass. You pluck out blades and then pick those apart, leaving a litter of green on the ground. He takes you in one last time. The sundress you have on is pretty - something you don’t wear normally. The fabric spills around both of your sides, rumpling it a bit and ensuring that you’ll need to iron it out. Your knees are grass-stained along with your fingers, the pale green rubbing onto your skin to give it a somewhat sickly hue. It made you seem so real, so tangible. How can anyone like you truly be real? But his hand was on yours. Your knees are almost touching his. And the way he can almost see the pores on your face, the individual lashes adorning your gorgeous Y/E/C eyes…
“Close your eyes.” He says, receiving narrowed brows from you. You propped your head up with your elbow and your Y/H/C hair cascades around your shoulders.
“Why.” You say.
“Just do it.” Bakugou sighs.
“No, I wanna know your reasoning.” You insist. Another reason why Bakugou likes you - you push his buttons.
“Because if I’m gonna say, I need you to close your eyes. Makes me nervous when you look at me like that.” He admits, avoiding your eye-contact. Bakugou catches the shock and excitement in your expression, and so quickly, you close your eyes. His breathing grows more shallow by the second as he looks at you. Wherever the two of you have been within your friendship, it has been teetering towards a romance for what felt like forever, and he just wants to see you once more when you’re just his friend. It’s weird how he feels bittersweet about the whole thing - obviously, he wants more with you. He wants the late movie nights with you tucked under his arm, the dinner dates to that takoyaki place, the hiking trips to the tops of mountains where the both of you feel like you’re at the top of the world. But this Y/N - the one who is so nervous yet so thrilled to hear your first “I love you” from him. You are so, stupidly adorable. He thinks, shaking his head a bit.
Unfortunately, he can’t give you what you want. But maybe he can give you something better. He moves himself so that he’s so, so close to you and his nose is now inches from yours. Still oblivious to his intentions, you pout a bit.
“So are you gonna say it or-” In true, Katsuki fashion, his lips press to yours before you can finish your sentence. You inhale greatly through your nose and your eyes fly open, effectively breaking the one rule Bakugou had set for this whole thing. Your hand cards through his soft, blonde hair and pulls at it a bit. In return, Katsuki cups your cheek sweetly with his hand, rubbing his thumb softly across your smooth skin. It’s languid, the way he kisses you. Like he has all the time in the world with you here, so you just give in and sink into the kiss. You let yourself fall back across the earth while Katsuki slowly falls on top of you, his other hand holding your waist right where, if he moved his fingers a couple of inches to the right, it’d tickle.
It feels so right. Having his lips against yours, his hair in your hands, the both of you sharing each others’ breaths. Finally, he gives you a peck one, two, three times before he pulls back completely.
“That get the message across?” He says, slightly breathless. You can’t help but beam, making the skin on your nose and around your eyes crinkle.
“I dunno, maybe I want to hear it,” you giggle, rolling the both of you so that you are now laying on top of him. You sweep his hair off of his face and place a kiss to the place on his forehead that rarely shows itself. He rolls his eyes playfully and wraps both of his arms around your waist, pulling you flush to him. Bakugou’s nose brushes against your ear.
“I love you, Y/N.” He whispers, gaining a shiver from you. You sigh in content and place a hand lightly atop his chest, playing with the fabric of his soft, cotton shirt.
“And I love you. Now,” you say, grabbing his face with both your hands. “Kiss me.”
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inspiration inspired by this bag i’m never going to be able to afford *cue tiny violin* but a girl can imagine :)
synopsis basically just the big three spoiling their s/o’s
author’s note also is the big 3 made up of nejire, tamaki, and mirio or is it these three? i don’t know. also if you couldn’t tell i had one person in mind for this but i figured adding the others would be cute too :)
katsuki bakugou;
bakugou is definitely one to get you things without making a big deal of it. he cares about you and he lets you know that, it might not be in huge, emotional gestures but he lets it be known. this man loves you
“isn’t this bag cute, katsu?” you gasped, shuffling in bed to show your fiancé
bakugou scoffed. “that shit’s fucking ugly.” he deadpanned. diverting his attention back to his own phone
“tch. i think it’s cute,” you grumbled, taking your phone away from his face. “too bad it’s fucking two grand.”
bakugou peaked over for one last glimpse, already knowing that bag was going to be yours
you came home the next day, completely clueless to the present that awaited you on your bed
you knew bakugou was out doing hero work so he wouldn’t be home for a while
“what the-” was the first thought you were able to muster. a small smile grew on your face, while you rid yourself of your outerwear
the card on top of the box read, don’t forget i’m a pro hero, dumbass. of course, being signed off with his name
“cocky bastard,” you mumbled
shoto todoroki;
we been knew todoroki’s rich and he got money to spend. and he lovesspending it on you
honestly, he doesn’t see it as a big deal. he loves you and he just simply gets you what you want. that’s all it is
“todoroki, wha—”
“is this not the pair you wanted? i can take them back and get-” todoroki stitched his eyebrows. pulling back the designer shoe box
“no! no! they’re perfect, honey. it’s just— i didn’t expect to get them.”
sometimes tou need to put a leash on him. he legit swipes his cards on wants without blinking, and it’ll all literally be just for you
“___, do you want the regular or mini sized?”
“todoroki, enough.”
izuku midoriya;
king of spoiling his significant other
anything you want, he’s getting it for sure
purse? got it. brand new shoes from your favorite store? getting it. you breathe around a ring for too long? it’s going through shipping as we speak
izuku is so enamored with you he doesn’t even care
“do you like it, ___?” always asks after gifting to you
wants to make sure you’re satisfied. that’s all he wants. so, he doesn’t really care how much he spends, as long as it’s on you it doesn’t matter to him
I wasn’t going to post this here until after I finished chapter 1 but I have no self control so here you go. I’m writing this originally from Wattpad so if you wanna read it there, it’s gharlboro.
Tenya Iida x Reader
Prologue
“Collectors were around long before quirks were common. Once more quirks appeared, they were able to use their powers to the full extent. Collectors start out with a small carving anywhere on their body, typically on the right hip. The person they wish to steal the quirk from must come into contact with the carving or an open wound. The carving enlarges with every quirk collected. The more powerful the quirk, the larger the carving becomes. However, each quirk must be practiced to fit the Collector’s body, or else it will force their body into shock. Collectors have been said to be extinct but there is not enough information to support this.”-(Wiki 2001). So far I only have 2 others. The Siren’s Call and Lioness. With the Siren’s Call I can entrance anyone I choose to listen. This one is hard, I have to fit fighting styles to the lyrics I’m singing. Basically like writing a song, which I’m terrible at. To practice I must make sure I’m in complete solitude as to not hurt anyone and focus on what I wish to happen with every lyric. I can sing at decibels so low, others may not even hear me. I can control who I want to hear my voice. The Lioness is pretty simple, I can do anything a lion can without actually becoming one. Both of these I was born with from my mother and father. Neither of them were Collectors. I have yet to figure out how I became one.
“Honey, you have some mail from..uh..some Japanese High School.” High School? “Don’t you mean college, mom?” I asked her while walking into the kitchen. “Nope, it says High School.” She corrected, handing over the letter. “It’s probably some scam or what not.”
“U.A. High School. Musutafu, Japan. Please do NOT discard!”
“Yeah, thanks mom.” I hustled to my room ignoring the arched brow from her. What would U.A. want with me? I wonder if this was May’s doing. I’m gonna kill he- A projection erupted from the envelope once I finally ripped it opened. “Hello, I am the principal of Japan’s U.A. High School, Pro Hero Nezu. This is very unusual for us to ask but we wish for you to join our school. We have reviewed your records and your very heroic action this past school year, Ms. (L/N). Our school year has already started and we are willing to let you transfer on account of us. We shall pay all expenses for the move and provide a living quarters if needed. By the time you get this, one of our faculty members will be by to talk to your family. We really hope you take advantage of this opportunity, the world needs a hero like you, Ms. (L/N).”
And with that, it vanished.
U.A. wants me? But why? There’s no way they know of my Collecting Quirk. Do they..? No, this has to be about the shooting…
A light knock on my bedroom door interrupted my thoughts. Quickly shoving the U.A. envelope into my notebook and closing it, I answered the door. “Sweetie, there’s a man here to talk with us. About you..?” I couldn’t read her face. It wasn’t her usual cheery self. It was concern and..confusion? I bet it was the faculty member Principal Nezu mentioned. I followed down the short hallway to be met with my father speaking with, “Eraserhead?” This brought all the attention on me.
Oops, I didn’t mean to say that outloud.
He straightened at the sound of his hero name, definitely not expecting to hear that, and stood up only to bow back down. “I see you know who I am. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ms. (L/N).” The suited Eraserhead replied. I copied his greeting, “Please, Mr. Aizawa sir, just call me (Y/N). You guys are very punctual, I just opened the letter.” I smiled a bit. Cultural differences. Funny. “(Y/N). What’s going on?” Mr. Aizawa returned his attention back to my father, “Mr. (L/N), we understand the incident that happened at your daughter’s school may still be quite raw to all of you. However, her courage and outstanding strength showed great heroism and it caught the eye of U.A. High School’s higher ups and all of the Pro Hero’s. Even the Symbol of Peace himself says he wishes to meet you,” he exhaled just a bit from his nose, “as it was said in the letter, this is very unusual for our school. We ask that you join our student body and train to become a hero that you so much deserve to be. You will be joining after classes have started so you do have to work a bit harder to get on track. On behalf of U.A. and all of the other Pro Heroes, will you join us, Ms. (Y/N)?” Mr. Aizawa looked at me and widened his eyes with slight hesitance. He’s using his quirk on me?
My parents couldn’t see it
but his hair stood up just a..hare.
“Mr. Aizawa, to be completely honest with you, I had no interest in becoming a hero,” I crossed my arms. “Especially not a Pro,” I shifted my weight from one leg to the other. “But in that moment of adrenaline, I realized what needed to be done. And saved the lives of not just mindless people who only got up because they had to,” I wasn’t looking at him anymore, I was looking through him. Replaying that eventful day in my words, “but of friends. The future of society. And if it is alright with my parents, I will stay with my sister in Japan and attend U.A.” His hair fell.
For some reason, I felt a bit of tension.
“Oh honey! Of course you can go! We would never stand in the way of you!” My mother bombarded me with the straightjacket she calls a hug.
And just like that, I was known as the absurd transfer student from America.
So when this promo first aired I thought it was weird that bakugo and todoroki have their backs turned…fast forward reading chapter 310 and seeing the second and third user of OFA have their back turned the image stuck in my mind.
So what if and I know it’s a stretch but could the 2nd and third be relatives if bakugo and todoroki…if not then my next theory is that those three represent the first three users and how they worked as a team.
So day 3 of #Shiptember is a pretty recent ship. #Kiribaku just keeps getting better as this season goes on. #bnha #bokunoheroacademia #myheroacademia #kirishima #kirishimaeijirou #eijiroukirishima #katsukibakugou #bakugoukatsuki #bakugou #kacchan #shiptember2018 https://www.instagram.com/p/BnRd8exlYIo/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=h55mxnzo1c9g
Was doing some MHA sketch practice, so, here’s some that I liked enough to color lol #MyHeroAcademia #FumikageTokoyami #IzukuMidoriya #katsukibakugou #fanart #digitalart #clipstudiopaint #anime
I was inspired to write this because one I love Hawks and I just needed to write something. I didn’t want my first story to be angst but I couldn’t help it.
If I’d known then what I know now, I never would’ve fallen for you. I would’ve never fallen for your charming and humorous personality. The way you healed every single bad moment with an overused pick up line or a bad joke. You always found a way to light up my world, but now my worlds gone dark. I’ve realized that not only did you bring the light, you were the light. But now that lights disappeared along with you. Now I’m stuck here, remembering what used to be. Imagining my world with the light you provided, but my imagination would never be able to recreate reality. What used to be. My world will never be brought back to its former glory. Instead of bright vivid colors it’s surrounded by dull ones. A million colors turned to two. A billion people turned to none. Feelings turned to ash. Who needs them anyway when all you feel is sorrow. An endless cycle repeating and repeating and repeating until the moment you give up. I’m trying to be brave. I’m trying to smile when there’s nothing to smile about. I’m trying to forget when all I can do is remember. Remember that you won’t be able to smile anymore. That you didn’t get to say goodbye. That I didn’t get to say goodbye. How one moment your here and another you aren’t. Everything we took for granted. The amount of time we wasted bickering and arguing when we should’ve spent it to cherish each other. Then I remember the things we used to do. Waking up in the morning right by each other’s sides. The love notes you’d leave me every single day. The silly little things you’d do to make me smile because you said I looked the best when happy. Our little dates on the rooftop of your apartment building. Our late night conversations that would last all the way to the early mornings. The way you looked at me, like I was the only person worth your attention. I miss you so much. Your good habits your bad habits I miss them all. I curse the fact that you were taken away from the world, from me. How our time together was cut short. We hadn’t even started our life together yet. When you left you took my heart with you, leaving me with a cold and empty hole yet to be filled. Although it didn’t stay like that forever. It was filled with sorrow and guilt. Maybe if I had tried harder you would still be here. Maybe if I had convinced you to stay you would still be here. Maybe if I went with you you would still be here, greeting me with a smile and a kiss on the forehead. If spending even a fraction of my life with you caused me this much hurt, I would do it. If I’d known then what I know now, I would’ve still fallen for you, my winged hero.
Sorry the spacing is a bit weird, I’m doing this on my phone and I copied and pasted it from google docs. This is kinda short and probably has a lot of mistakes but I hope you like this! If you did, please like it and ya knowwww… request something cuz I am bored and not creative.
Even The Caged Bird Sings {Shouto Todoroki x OC} - Chapter One (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/sSAbo5QQPT The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of the things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom - Maya Angelou {Shouto Todoroki x OC} {My Hero Academia} {Boku No Hero Academia} Previously known as Dynasty (BNHA/MHA IS NOT MINE ALL RIGHTS GO TO HORIKOSHI. THE OC’S ARE MINE THOUGH) Mature because…. well…. it’s Bakugou Ongoing and updates are kinda slow
He felt confident in his academic ability. While Yaoyorozu took the spot as the top ranking student from the recent math test, he was still near the top with a near perfect score.
As for his quirk, he’s come a long way being a third year and all. He continues to surpass his limits every day. He feels satisfied while looking at the gradual progression of his physical ability.
Regardless, there’s no preparation when he sees you walk into homeroom.
He can feel his heart beating a bit faster than usual. Hearing his heart beating in his ears.
So he tries to slow down his breathing.
But that makes his head go dizzy.
So he throws that plan out the window.
He tries to breathe like normal. But then what’s the normal pace for breathing? Or what was normal for him?
He can feel his palm get sweaty as he was gripping his pencil. He quickly wipes his hands on his uniform pants.
Small, almost silent, pricks can be heard from the combination of Bakugo’s quirk and his pants.
All while he is trying to remember how to breathe normally.
He almost didn’t realize that you sat next time to him if it wasn’t your perfume.
It was sweet.
You were sweet. Always considerate and kind towards your friends.
Friends.
Pretty sure you guys are somewhat friends, Bakugo likes to think.
You guys don’t talk much though, Bakugo tries to keep the conversation to a minimum, not because he doesn’t like you.
Quite the opposite, actually. It’s because he will turn into a stuttering, blushing mess if you look at him with those pretty eyes of yours.
Don’t believe me? Let’s take a look at last week incident, shall we?
It was a day at gym gamma for class 1-a, typical quirk-strengthening session for them. Everyone was occupied with their own physical abilities.
Kirishima, in particular, was tearing up a rock wall with his hardening quirk. The wall began to have multiple cracks, in fact, a large one was scaling to the top.
A piece of debris was about to fall.
Kirishima looked up a bit too late and saw that the slab of rock was leaning above Bakugo.
Bakugo, on the other hand, was absorbed in his training as he was perfecting his aim for his AP shot move. His arms felt heavy and his arms were getting tired of the weight of his gauntlets.
“Bakugo, watch out!” Kirishima calls out.
Bakugo quickly looks to his side, listening to Kirishima’s warning, but he realizes what used to be a sunny spot, was overshadowed by something.
Bakugo looks up and sees the upcoming rubble.
He didn’t have time to blink before the falling debris was pulverized.
Bakugo looked in awe yet confusion at how sudden all this was, and wondering how did he not get smushed?
“You’re a real damsel in distress aren’t you?”
Bakugo’s eyes widened at the familiar feminine voice and the source as to why he wasn’t just crushed right now.
He looks to his left side and sees you smirking.
Actually, he wished the boulder crushed him.
“Y-you’re the real damsel in distress here!”
“Yeah? Will you be my knight and shining armor, then?” Y/n said while nearing Bakugo.
Katsuki’s face felt like it was on fire. He developed enough sweat to blow up a small village.
“No, of course not! Save yourself!”
“Aaah so you don’t want to be number one then, huh?”
“Huh!? I-I never said that! Don’t put words in my mouth, extra!”
Y/n only chuckled a bit and as the moment passed, she looked at Bakugo with a look that he couldn’t really describe, but she looked like she was on the cusp of asking something.
But she blew out some air and walked away, returning to her spot in the gym to resume her training.
And you being effortlessly stunning doesn’t really help.
“Pst, Bakugo. Did you study for today’s quiz?”
Bakugo nearly jumped out of his seat. Hearing you say his name was music to his ears. His heart beat feels like a rising crescendo on a drum set.
“Tch, of course.”
“Damn, I kinda forgot” Y/n laughed a bit and sent an easy-going smile his way.
Bakugo feels like he’s melting at that smile of yours. It’s like you want him to embarrass himself.
Before Bakugo can reprimand you, Aizawa enters the classroom and begins class.
The bell rang, signaling it’s time for lunch.
Class 1-a made their way to the cafeteria, splitting to different groups as such.
Bakugo was observant. Well, specifically towards Y/n. He felt like whenever he got the chance his eyes always gravitated towards her.
Y/n typically sat at Midoryia’s table, so she was walking beside Uraraka towards the line to get food.
“Ooo! Y/n, c’,mon, hurry! They are going to run out of curry buns!” Uraraka urges her friend to join her in running to make the line.
“Alright, alright. I’m coming!” She starts to pick up the pace.
However, there was a small puddle in Y/n’s way, of course, she didn’t notice this.
One wrong placement of her foot, and she was slipping backwards.
Uraraka looked back and realized, but it was too late as she reached out her hand, hoping to help.
Y/n squeezed her eyes shut at the impact, but it never came.
Someone did catch Y/n.
And it was a certain spiky haired kid with sandy blonde hair who had the biggest crush on her.
Y/n opened her eyes and looked into Bakugo’s.
It took a couple seconds to realize how close they were.
They were so close, so close that if they were any closer, they would probably touch-
Oh, boy, did they turn into ripe tomatoes.
Bakugo immediately raised Y/n so quickly as if her skin was scalding hot water. Y/n letting out a small yelp in response.
Now, they stood facing each other, letting silence take over.
“Um-”
“Thanks for catching me!” Y/n spoke quickly and began to speed walk in the opposite direction, trying to catch up with Uraraka.
While Bakugo was still trying to process at how close in proximity they were just a few seconds ago.
It was quick, but Y/n turned back to see Bakugo still standing there.
She looked sorta conflicted, but she ended up quickly making her way back to Bakugo. Until she was right infront of him once again, but was a lot closer.
She quickly got on her tip toes and kissed his cheek and said, “I guess you really are my knight in shining armor.” And once again, turned and left as fast as she arrived, leaving Bakugo speechless.
He felt like his world stopped for a good minute.
He touched his cheek where you kissed, trying to savor the feeling.
“You okay, y/n?” Ochako asked as her friend finally caught up to her.
“Yeah, just a bit flustered is all.” Y/n reassured with a small smile.
It was the end of the school day, class 1-a was retiring to their dorm rooms.
Y/n was walking with Mina while Bakugo and Kirishima were behind them.
“How well do you think you did on that quiz today? I guessed on some of them, but I feel like I got most of the concepts down.” Mina questions.
“Let’s just say I’d be surprised if I got anything right on that quiz.” Y/n said with a scratching the back of her head in embarrassment.
Mina throws her head back and laughs, as Y/n looks down with a small smile playing her lips.
“Hey Y/n, you should get Bakugo to tutor you. He may not look it, but he really gets the material.” Kirishima refers to his explosive bestie.
Kirishima knew the little crush Bakugo had, it was obvious to see. Nonetheless, Y/n felt that maybe her feelings weren’t reciprocated.
Y/n looks behind at Kirishima, head nods, then turns her attention to Bakugo.
Bakugo took a self note to blast Kirishima into the sky later for putting him on the spot, especially in front Y/n.
“It’s not that hard.” Bakugo mumbled.
Y/n noticed Bakugo’s face to be redder than usual, but she chalked it up to the cold weather at the moment.
Kirishima and Mina shared a knowing looked, which led to Mina exasperatedly say, “Okay, well we’ll let you guys sort out of the details. Let’s go Kirishima! Let’s see what we are having for dinner.” Mina and Kirishima walked off to the dorm building.
Y/n made a mental note to scold Mina about leaving her alone, especially with Bakugo.
There was some silence.
Bakugo felt like his mind was going a million miles per hour at the moment. Trying to find the right words to go about this.
“So, I hear you’re a tutor” “We can tutor in my room”
They spoke at the same time.
Then the silence erupted again.
The mere thought of being alone in a room with Bakugo, even just studying, made Y/n turn into a tomato.
While Bakugo thought he jumped the gun at offering his room to study. She didn’t even ask yet!
“That sounds great!” “N-no I mean.”
Again, simultaneously.
Y/n let out a breathy laugh at how awkward this is going. If only the pair weren’t so awkward with each other.
“Oh, so you can’t tutor me?” Y/n asked slowly to make sure she’s clear.
“No! I mean, yes!”
Y/n titled her head to one side in confusion at his dual answers.
Bakugo thought it was the cutest thing, though.
“I mean, I can tutor you” Bakugo lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, “if you want”.
Y/n let out a sigh of relief as well, trying to calm her racing heart.
"I’d like that.” Y/n smiles at Bakugo and he feels his legs turn to jelly. He merely nods, trying to act cool.
Y/n turns to walk into the dorms. As soon as she is inside, Bakugo finally lets up on his stone-cold feature and jumps up in excitement at being successful in talking to Y/n.
He even raised his fist in the air for the achievement, doing his happy dance.
The moment of success was short lived as he turned back to the entrance of the dorms and spots Y/n through the window, staring at him with wide eyes.
Bakugo is beyond embarrassed.
However, y/n just offers a lighthearted smile and a wave.
He returns the favor and walks in.
As much as he thought that he was an absolute dork in front of her, he couldn’t help the smile that reached his face.
My best boys! I’m sure most of you know they share the same Japanese voice actor and they’re both fav characters of mine :) In case you didn’t get the memo.
