Bakugou x Kirishima

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BakugouKatsuki Headcanons: Secret, Caring Things He Does Thinking Nobody Knows It’sHim

-Glares or scares off people from behind you. Maybeyou think you’re the one being intimidating while you scold or argue with someone,but actually you have a silent Bakugou behind your back syllabling threats andgiving them deadly looks. Then he just fakes indifference and nods when youbeam about how good you’d been at sending those people away.

-He always replenishes your stack of favorite snacksor sweets without you asking and fakes that you’ve never finished it.

-When you’re sleeping, he caresses and plays softlywith your hair. Or just stares at you.

-He stares at you a lot, actually. He tries to do itwhen nobody is looking, but truth to be told he’s freaking obvious about it butnobody has the courage or the heart to tell him.

-He smiles to himself or chuckles when he sees youdoing something that he deems cute or funny or stupid from afar. Maybe he rollshis eyes and mutters a “Stupid…” but fondness for once softens his edges.

-During group hang-outs, he likes to walk behind andadmiring you. I’m not referring to your ass (well, he also likes that) but tothe simple fact that he’s content with seeing you being there, with him.Especially if you’re smiling or laughing.

-He always prepares coffee/sweets for you in yourfavorite mug/plate even if you’ve never told him which one is it.

-When he’s in a “shitty romantic mood” (quote), heleaves you one or two flowers on the desk or the bed or in other unexpectedplaces. You and everybody have never seen him picking one.

-He switches your food when you’re not looking to besure you have to eat mainly things that you like, even if he always complainsthat you can’t be a baby and have to eat everything like a fucking adult.

-He picks up your hair-ties, spread and losteverywhere, and then put them back in their place.

-He likes suddenly kissing you on the hair or on theneck or the cheek when you’re outside and he thinks nobody is looking at youtwo.

-The TV is magically switched on your favorite channeland on the computer there’s a folder with your favorite series and movies.Bakugou affirms is Ashido or someone else fucking with his pc and says to dowhat you want with them.

-He tucks properly the blankets around you to be sureyou’re warm.

-Bakugou sometimes gets lost in his thoughts whilelooking at the mobile wallpaper with the two of you, one smiling and the othersmirking. You have put it and he growls that he’s keeping it only because hedoesn’t know how to change it back. When Kaminari tried to offer his help,Bakugou blasted him away before he could finish speaking.

-If he had done something to make you mad and he knows, but he’s too proud to admit it,you can find him banging his head against a desk or a wall.

-He cleans his hands in the trouser every time he hasto hold hands with you because he doesn’t want you to think it’s disgusting.(It’s useless, but you’re used to it)

-When Bakugou’s angry, he makes sure he never pointshis hands toward you nor he touches you, because in case he loses control ofhis power he doesn’t want to hurt you.

“I don’t need some scrawny ass weakling getting in my way!” Bakugou roared, sparks already snapping in his upturned palms.

“Kacchan, don’t-”

“Shut up nerd, stop putting your nose where it doesn’t belong!”

Midoriya retreated slightly, hands up in defence in case Bakugou decided to let his fists fly.

“That’s enough,” Aizawa mumbled, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “This is a team exercise so stop grumbling and make your game plan.”

As he turned back to continue pairing up the group, Bakugou’s sharp eyes landed on you but to his surprise you met his gaze head on, not shying or cowering away. “Tch, whatever,” he muttered, stomping away somewhere within the mock city.

Sighing you made way to follow him, but came up empty. This wouldn’t do. Although you knew Bakugou would react in a similar fashion to being paired up with pretty much anyone else (save for maybe Kirishima but even then he’d probably bitch) it still stung. He hadn’t even given you a chance to show what you could do!

Your thoughts on how to get him to actually come up with a plan cut off abruptly when you heard your name. Curious, you stopped, shamelessly listening to the not too subtle conversation going on beyond the wall you currently stood next to.

“I feel bad for her, being paired up with him.”

“Yeah, it’s a wonder they even let him in the academy.”

“Well, he did rack up a ton of points during the entrance exam so he has the skill.”

“I know, but don’t you think he’s more likely to become a villain than a competent hero?”

Ice water flooded your veins at these words. Then a fiery rage when someone else agreed, “Yeah, I wouldn’t be surprised if the League of Villains recruits him. Say, maybe he’s already, like, a double agent?”

You’d heard enough.

Stomping out from around the brick wall, you planted yourself firmly before the gossip mongers and stared them down. Well, up considering most people were taller than you but still, your heated gaze pinned them in place just as effectively as All Might’s charisma.

“Why don’t you shut the hell up about Bakugou!” you snapped and their eyes went wide. Before they could retort you were ranting, “Do you have any idea the level of danger he put himself in to save All Might when he was attacked? Do you know how many adult villains he took down?”

“Yeah, but what does that matter? We’re not saying he doesn’t have skill, we’re just saying he’s more suited to villainy than heroics.”

Your fists clenched. “So what if he isn’t “Mr. Personality”? There are plenty of heroes out there who don’t necessarily get along with everyone! Don’t go spouting off nonsense that could be misunderstood and give rise to rumors! Bakugou may be an ass most of the time - ok all of the time - but he’s loyal! He’ll be a great protector! We’re all learning here, all trying to improve and you’re not even giving him the opportunity to!”

You took a breath, crossing your arms and leaning back on your heels,“And really think about it, if he’s this unpleasant as an ally do you really want him to be a villain? I say, suck it up and deal because if he ever did turn dark, which I don’t for one second believe he would, then we’d all be in a world of hurt.”

You nodded once, spun on your heel and took one step forward- directly into Bakugou’s chest.

Looking up, your eyes met his and you gulped. How much had he heard? All of it? Some of it? Was he hurt? You almost shook your head. Bakugou didn’t give a crap about what anybody thought of him but still-

“You finished?” he asked gruffly yet somehow soft.

“Uh? Yeah?”

“It’s our turn, come on,” he replied, grabbing you by the wrist and giving a sharp tug.

You stumbled a bit but righted yourself as he let go. The silence between you felt suffocating but right before the buzzer sounded indicating the start of your test Bakugou remarked, “I’ll never go dark.” Then he raced forward.

Mmmmm some good old angst up in here I like it, but of course I’ll give it a happy ending cause I can never make bad endings

When you had saved the little girl from the debris from a pro-villain, you already knew what your boyfriend would have to say about it. When you fought the villain head on just two days after getting out of the hospital from another fight you knew what your boyfriend would have to say about it.

What you didn’t know is just how angry Bakugou would actually get. No not even anger; fury, pure absolute rage.

Upon entering his dorm you shuffled in before him before flinching at the sound of the door slamming shut, “Why the fuck do I always put up with you?”

“Bakugou I’m sorry..”

“Oh you’re fuckin’ sorry huh? Wow I must be having deja vu cause I’m pretty sure that’s the same thing you told me when I had to come to the hospital from work to see if my damn girlfriend was dead!” Bakugou  yelled to your back, ignoring the sight of your fists slowly clenching.

“But I mean it Bakugou! I meant it the first time and I mean it now!” You said, turning back around to face him only to meet his harsh glare, “I’m not trying to constantly make you worried, I’m just doing my job.”

The ash blond rolled his eyes, a sinister laugh coming from his mouth while he paced around the dorm, “Doing your job? I didn’t know you worked on a fucking suicide squad! How the hell are you supposed to protect others when you can even protect yourself!”

At that moment your body froze, you looked up with your mouth wide open expecting to see the guilt on your boyfriend’s face, but the growing rage remained.

“A..Are you kidding me?” You cried in a cracking tone, make Bakugou step back a bit, “You’re acting like every mission I’ve been on I got viciously slaughtered! Of course I’m going to get hurt that’s what heroes risk for humanity, I’m sorry we can’t all be number one heroes like you who win every fight effortlessly. Some of us have to actually work our ass’ off to get the job done!”

“You’re right…” Bakugou muttered, looking you up and down once you finished your small rant before clicking his tongue, “It is a damn shame everyone isn’t like me.”

Blinking back in surprise you looked to your boyfriend with disgust, words couldn’t even begin to describe what you were feeling. For a second you opened your mouth to speak before you blinked again in total shock.

“Y..You… You selfish stuck-up overrated prideful piece of shit!” You shouted while shrugging off the jacket he had given you before throwing it at his face, “I don’t know how I managed to even be in the same room with you for more than two seconds! You’re an imperious and haughty asswipe that doesn’t deserve my love!”

The ash blond quickly caught his jacket you had thrown at him while blinking in surprise, it was rare he ever heard you raise his voice at him let alone curse.

“(S/o) get back here..” 

Turning around from your stomping you quickly threw the nearest thing around you which happened to be an All Might Figurine, “No! I’m done with your shit Katsuki, I’m gonna go find someone who actually supports and cares about me unlike you… the only damn person you care about is yourself.”

“Wha.. The reason why I’m so pissed is because I care about you not dying!” Bakugou shouted, but only for you to continue stomping to the door while flicking him off.

Now this set the boy off, “You little shit…”

Quickly the ash blond ran to you and grabbed your wrist just before you got to the door, causing you to spin around and tug at your arm, “Let go of me you annoying-mmph!”

Your words were cut off with a rough pair of lips slamming against yours, the sheer force of the kiss knocking your back against the wooden door. Letting out a hiss you gripped at the collar of his shirt while yanking him down closer to you roughly, earning a growl out of him.

Of course the boy tried to slip his tongue into your mouth, but out of pure spite of the situation you denied, earning another deeper growl as he bit at your bottom lip causing you to gasp in surprise while he shoved his tongue down your mouth. 

His warm fingers that were sizzling at this point dug into your hips intensely as he took control of your mouth, until all that was left of the two of you were soft kisses that eventually led to the both of you breaking away.

It was silent for awhile; both of you holding onto each other for dear life. All you could do was pant in exhaustion from the zestful energy you both used through the kiss alone. It was as if somehow you got all your anger out through that one kiss.

“I do care.” Bakugou muttered deeply, causing your (e/c) orbs to open and look up into his crimson ones staring down to you intensely, “I..I just don’t wanna find you dead on the street, I fucking need you (s/o) you keep me sane.”

Letting out a sigh you moved your arms around his neck slowly while resting your face against his chest, “I’m sorry too Katsuki, I just wish you would take me more seriously sometimes. I know I’m not the best hero there is but I’m trying to get better I swear.”

The slight cracking in your voice made the ash blond’s heart skip a beat, a sense of guilt washing over him while he carded his calloused fingers through your (h/c) locks, “I know you are babe, I’m so fucking proud of you too.”

Biting your lip you felt the familiar warmth flood into the corner of your eyes, causing you to nuzzle your face into his chest even more while gripping onto his neck desperately, “I’m sorry Bakugou, I would never ever leave you.”

“I…I am sorry too.” The ash blond mumbled, not particularly fond of apologizing but he knew you deserved one, “I would never dream of leaving you…

Wow this is a legit request, I freaking love this idea thank you for requesting this my dude. (Ps look at me posting twice in one day, are you proud ;))

Most of the time your quirk proved to be useful to your classmates; whether they needed help on a test or you wanted to simply tell them something during class. Your quirk wasn’t enough to get you into Class 1A but luckily you were friends with most of the students in that class anyway.

One of the students you felt even stronger for.

Just at the times when you thought your quirk was under control, the thought of the ash blond filling your mind made your quirk go haywire. Luckily you never got to talk to him much due to his quick temper but since you both shared the same best friend, you saw him enough for you feelings to grow deeper and deeper each time you were aquatinted.

Multiple times your brain had to fight with your heart, reminding yourself that he wasn’t interested in you. Someone with such great power and confidence would never fall for someone like you, right?

All of these thoughts were put to the ultimate test when you took the train home. Everything was going normally as it does everyday until you stepped through the doors of the train to see every seat taken. After a hard day of training the last thing you wanted to do was stand but it was either that or wait for another train.

With a groan you shuffled your feet onto the hard floors of the train, grabbing one of the metal poles slightly while people brushed pass you. Your (e/c) eyes fell to the ground with a bored expression on your face until you noticed a familiar pair of orange and black boots next to you.

Quickly your eyes shot up to meet a pair of crimson ones already looking down to you curiously. You felt like the breath had been knocked out of you as you jumped back into another person slightly.

“B..Bakugou! I didn’t even notice you there.” You said with a sheepish laugh, feeling his eyes pry you up and down before he clicked his tongue and looked away.

“I can notice that (h/c) hair anywhere.”

Your lip pouted out slightly at his words, not exactly knowing if that was a compliment or an insult. With insecurities filling your head you began to run your fingers through your (h/c) hair until the train suddenly slammed on it’s breaks causing you to stumble forward, slamming into Bakugou until you were both on the ground.

If only he had been wearing his school uniform and not his hero costume, then the thousands of written words across his arms and chest wouldn’t be visible. With wide eyes you looked him in the eyes then down to his arms, your face locking in horror.

‘I like him.. What would he say if I confessed? I want him to hold me in his arms. He would never like someone like you. But what if he does? I want to kiss him.’

The ash blond looked to his arms in confusion, reading the small messages across his arms before looking back up to your cherry resembling face.

Once you heard the loud beep signaling the doors opening you grabbed your bag and made a mad dash out the door. Ignoring the sound of Bakugou screaming wait. Ignoring the sound of people hissing at you as you shoved them. Ignoring all sound period. You just had to get away and fast.

Raising an eyebrow at how congested this stop was while you were running you realized this wasn’t even your stop, a string of curses escaped your lips but you ignored the fact, making a mad dash to the stairs until a firm arm gripped your forearm.

Letting out a shriek you fell backwards from the stairs only to be spun around and caught in a pair of muscular arms. Your (e/c) eyes looked up to see a wide eyed Bakugou, the words on his arms almost completely faded until he had touched you once more. 

“B..Bakugou I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to-”

Your words were cut off when a pair of rough lips smashed into your own, slamming every worrying thought swarming around your mind to a hurling stop. The only thing you focused on was connecting your own soft lips with Bakugou’s.

Slowly the boy pulled away, still holding you in his arms while people walked around the two of you as if you were a pillar in their way.

“I like you too (s/o).”

Your (e/c) eyes fluttered open before a grin formed on your features, a soft blush reaching your cheeks, “Y..You do?”

The ash blond clicked his tongue before a smirk came to his own features, pulling you into a hug, “Of course I do dumbass, now stop overthinking everything and calm down.”

Letting out a sigh you hugged him back taking in his surprisingly calming warmth before you pulled away, allowing him to take your palm into his own.

“Now let’s get you back home you fucking weirdo.” Bakugou muttered but with a certain softness in his voice this time. You couldn’t help but smile giddily as you walked along next to him, only one word forming on his palm now because of your quirk.

[ I got your back, sweetheart! Ahh, you have a good day too, ya hear? If it’s bad… shove a cactus up it’s behind. Thanks for the request. <3 ]

The day had been rough for the both of you.

Bakugou wouldn’t talk about what was irking him, and that bothered you. You knew he wasn’t one to talk things out, but you were his partner, and he was legitimately upset. He remained sprawled out on the couch in a position that was deceivingly relaxed. However, if you looked closer, upon inspection he was clenching his jaw, flexing his fists, and there was streams of smoke rising up from his palms. His eyes were steely, and unfocused on the television as sweat slowly beaded on his forehead. His breathing was growing more ragged as the minutes went on, and all you could do was watch from the kitchen with worried eyes.

Anonymous said: Omg! For the sequel, imagine if mc thinks that she isnt good enough for katsucky,,,, and she’s just crying and apologising when he realises she really wasn’t cheating?? can someone say a n g s t ?? Sorry if this is weird I’m just not confident in myself and it helps to see my favs comforting me ahaha;;

[ I hope I did good! Let me know. Kisses! ]

You had woken up barely a minute ago, and you were already feeling crummy inside and out. The sterile room of the hospital was empty, so it was just you in the bed. Your arms were sore, and wrapped in white bandages, and on the table beside you there were a few get well notes of concern classmates. Your bleary eyes wouldn’t focus on the festive cards, though. All you could think about was how the fight with Bakugou had gone. There were two parts warring against each other inside the pits of your mind.

Eijirou Kirishima:🍎  He would look at you star struck. 🍎  Before he turns away, once he realized he is staring for a long period of time 🍎  His cheeks would be red as his hair🍎  Once you are all dressed, he would apologize for walking in without knocking.

Katsuki Bakugou: 💥  He have smug smile when he first sees you💥  “You have amazing body underneath those clothes.“ 💥  He would leave after dropping comment 💥  Once he does, slaps hand over his mouth as blush takes over his cheeks and the tips of his ears.

Hope you enjoy!

FirstKisses

TodorokiShouto

Star-gazingfor a first date is nice, Shouto thinks as he relaxes on the bench beside you.

The silence of the empty parkpressed against his ears, giving him a sense of calmness. Yet, while thesilence encloses him in serenity, his heartbeat is erratic. He’s only a fewinches away from you on the bench, close enough to touch if he willed it. Heturns his head toward you, lips forming into a small smile as he watches yourevel in the beauty of the star-speckled sky above you. There is a warm smilepresent on your lips as your eyes look at the stars. Looking closely, he seesyour eyes reflect the starlight, making them shine.

“You’re staring, Shouto.”

Shouto blinks. He meets eyesbrimming with curiosity. He feels his cheeks burn lightly as he averts his gazefrom you to the ground.

Shouto doesn’t know how long he has been staring at you, but he know ithas been long enough to make you catch his attention. Still, he can’t help butlook at you and admire how beautiful you look under the starlight. Or howbeautiful you look everyday.

He steals a glance again when hesees your gaze return to the sky from his peripheral vision. The moment hedoes, however, he meets your eyes again. He sees you give him a lopsided smile.

“Stealing glances?” you tease.

The blush on his cheeks is morenoticeable now. You giggle at his bashfulness and the smile on your lipswidens. You catch his eyes flit from your eyes to your lips as you did. Hestares for a little too long on your lips. You notice.

“Shouto,” you whisper in a lowvoice, almost sultry.

Shouto’s lips part. He movescloser, the space between your faces decreasing inch by inch. He stops once hewas a hair’s breadth away from you. He gazes at you, taking in your reddenedcheeks and widened eyes.

“Can I kiss you?” he asks, hisbreath warm against your lips. You smile at him in response. 

He lowers his lips to yours. Atfirst, it’s only a brush of lips, then a press against yours. Soft and gentle.Both of you are hesitant to deepen the kiss so your lips only press againsteach other tenderly. His hand reaches for yours, interlacing your fingers withhis. He wonders if you could feel his lips trembling as he kisses you. Youwonder if he could feel your heart racing.

Shouto pulls away, almosthesitant, and turns his head away from you slightly to hide his blush. You dothe same, a small smile pulling at your lips. 

His hand squeezes yours gently.The two of you look at each other at the same time and the blush on your cheeksbrightens. He held your hand to his lips and presses a soft kiss to yourknuckles.

“Not bad for a first kiss,” hesays, smiling softly at you.

BakugouKatsuki

It’s only a few streets awayfrom your home. 

You stare at your feet as youwalk, seeing if you can possibly slow down the pace of your walking so that itwould take a longer time to reach your house. You didn’t want to go home. Notnow.

You look up to see yourboyfriend a few paces ahead of you. His hands are shoved in his pockets as hewalks briskly down the road. He is strangely silent. 

Katsuki had offered to walk youhome after your date, because “that’s probably what boyfriends do.” Youhad agreed, thinking he would hold your hand along the way, just like “whatboyfriends do.” What you didn’t expect, however, was him walking ahead of youand not bothering to wait for you to catch up.

And now it was only a fewstreets away from your house and he is still out of your reach.

Your pace slows to a stop. Youhear your boyfriend’s footsteps fade into silence. You see him turn to youslowly, proceeding to stare at you. One of his eyebrows arch up in confusion.

“What?” he says. He walks overto you and crosses his arms. You feel yourself shake when you saw him glare.

“I…uh..” you stammered, notfinding the right words to say. 

“Speak up,” he growledimpatiently.

“C-can I hold your hand?” youstuttered out. You avert your gaze from him, afraid to see hisexpression. 

You hear him sigh and take holdyour your hand without another word. You blush at the contact, reveling in itswarmth and gentleness. You wonder how someone so rough could have soft hands.You look up to him and see the back of his other hand covering half of hisface, hiding a blush. 

The two of you start walkingagain. You don’t notice him matching his pace with yours. 

You hear him mutter somethingalong the lines of, “If you wanted to hold my hand, you should’ve saidsomething.” You hold back a giggle at his words and squeeze his handgently. 

Your house comes into view afew minutes later and your heart drops to see home so soon. Both of you stop atthe gate, yet his hand doesn’t leave yours. You turn to him and gaze into hiseyes and give him a warm smile. It may or may not melted Katsuki’s heart alittle bit.

“Thanks for today, Katsuki,”you say. Katsuki responds with a low hum. You see his expression soften.

You feel him loosen his grip onyour hand, the familiar warmth fading away. He says a barely audible “goodnight” then averts his gaze from you. Both of you don’t move from yourplaces for a few minutes. There is silence. 

You part your lips to saysomething, but Katsuki’s voice pierces through the air. 

“Let me kiss you before yougo,” he says with a soft voice you aren’t used to hearing. “Because that’swhat boyfriends do.”

You blush, lowering your gazefrom him all of a sudden. You then feel a warm hand on of your cheek, tiltingyour head up so your eyes meet his again. His crimson eyes are soft, incontrast to the hard glare you are used to seeing. You feel yourself melt underhis gaze. 

Katsuki’s lips lower slowly toyours. They hover only mere inches from your parted lips for a few seconds,almost hesitant, before brushing against yours, then presses a soft kiss. Hepulls away after a few seconds then plants a softer kiss on your lips. Katsuki slowlyfalls in love with the feeling of your lips against his and it almostintoxicates him. 

He is hesitant to pull awayfrom your lips as he breaks the kiss a few seconds later. He averts his gazefrom yours and reaches for your hand to hold it. A blush spreads across hischeeks yet he does nothing to hide it. 

“I want to kiss you again,” heannounces suddenly. The blush on his cheeks brighten. Your heart flutters.

ShinsouHitoshi

note:takes place in summer training camp

All of his classmates areprobably asleep, he thinks. 

Hitoshi had tried sleepingearlier, however, he found himself tossing and turning in his futon that he hadno choice but to get up and exit the room for a breath of fresh air. He hadchanced upon a window down the hallway and decided to stay there for a littlewhile until he would find himself sleepy.

A sigh escapes Hitoshi’s lipsas he leans against the windowsill. He looks at the view from the window andbreathes deeply. The silence presses into his ears in a way he finds comforting.He is in the middle of wondering why he can’t sleep when the silence breaks.

“Still awake, Hitoshi?”

Hitoshi turns toward thedirection of the voice and meets you. Even in the darkness of the hallway, herecognizes your bright, (e/c) eyes and your warm smile. His heart may or mayhave not skipped a beat when he catches sight of you.

Hitoshi tenses when you movetoward him and position yourself beside him. You lean against the windowsilllike he does. His breath hitches as your arms brush against his slightly. 

“Why can’t you sleep, Hitoshi?”you ask him. You look at him with burning curiosity that he finds it hard notto answer the question.

“Well, I don’t know,” Hitoshisays truthfully. The look in your eyes say you don’t believe his answer,though.

“Come on, I’m sure there’s areason. You can always tell me. I’m your best friend,” you say, nudging his armplayfully to coax an answer from him. He stays silent as he ponders on thequestion.

Why can’t he sleep? 

He looks at you and feelswarmth. A warmth almost euphoric. 

Why can’t he sleep?

You place a hand over his armand feels a spark of electricity surge through him.

Why can’t he sleep?

Thoughts rush into his headalmost immediately. Random thoughts that possibly can’t help answering thequestion but he thinks of it anyway. 

(f/n)is always there for me.

(f/n)is my first friend… my best friend.

(f/n)never thought of me as a villain regardless of my quirk.

(f/n)believes I can be a hero.

…(f/n).

The thoughts sink into him allat once then it clicks. The answer hits him so suddenly that he doesn’t realizethat he said it out loud.

“I can’t sleep because of you.”

Hitoshi pales the moment thewords fall from his lips. He slowly turns toward you, only to meet your wideeyes and red cheeks. Your lips part but no words came. 

“S-sorry, wait…um-” hestammers, yet gets interrupted by the sound of your voice.

“I couldn’t sleep because ofyou either.”

It is Hitoshi’s turn to blush.He turns away from you to look out the window in an attempt to hide his red cheeks.

There is silence for a whilebut there is tension hanging in the air. Words formed in Hitoshi’s mind, achingto be said. He breathes, mustering the courage to say the words on the tip ofhis tongue. His heartbeat is erratic when he finally turns to you again.

“(f/n)…I think I’m in lovewith you,”

Your breath hitches in yourthroat as your cheeks burn with a bright blush. You feel yourself at a loss forwords as you avert your gaze from his eyes. Your heartbeat is loud against yourchest and thrums in your ears. You wonder if he hears it. 

You swallow before you partyour lips to give a reply. You look up to meet his lavender irises and melt inhis gaze. A smile tugs at your lips.

“I’m in love with you too,Hitoshi.”

Hitoshi feels your arms wraparound him in a warm embrace. His arms move almost awkwardly, encircling you toreturn the embrace. You stay holding each other for a few minutes, encasingyourselves in each other’s warmth before he loosens his grip on you. His eyesmeet yours again.

In a low whisper, heasks, “Can I kiss you?”

You nod slowly and smile.Hitoshi moves close, stopping only a few milimeters away from your lips, thencloses the distance. His chapped lips brush against yours before he presses akiss against your lips. It’s only a gentle press of lips but it melts the bothof you. His arms encircle your waist loosely. Your hand reaches to touch hishair while another hand holds his cheek. You felt him smile against your lipsas before he pulls away.

Hitoshi’s still smiling whenhis lips leave yours. A hand moves your hair from your forehead and he presseshis lips to it gently. 

Hi dear! Iliked a lot this ask, but it wasn’t simple. In the end, I believe they’d bevery understanding, especially Todoroki and Midoriya (You’re not your parents),so I hope you like them!

Have a nice day!

Bakugou,Midoriya, Todoroki x Villain’s Daughter Reader (Slight Angst, Comfort, Swearingfor Kacchan)

BakugouKatsuki

“What the fuck?” Bakugou shouted and you jostled,taking a step back as his hands sparkled and the smell of nitroglycerin invadedthe small bedroom. “Shit!” he growled again, angrily.

You shut your mouth with wide eyes, thinking about somethingto say to calm him down. To make everything alright again. You should have saidit before, you should have found another way instead of blurting it after yourboyfriend had to fight him. You should have done better. But you couldn’t turnback time.

“Why the hell haven’t you told me before?” he askedglaring daggers. Bakugou clenched his fists trying to avoid blowing upsomething again, but he felt like combusting inside.

You shook your head, stepping back.

“…I was afraid…” you whispered, staring at the floor.You didn’t want to see that the usual, hidden softness in Bakugou’s eyes hadvanished, nor that he was disgusted. Or betrayed. You two had fought andstruggled so hard to get together, to become better people together.

What if it had all been in vain?

Bakugou frowned deeper as he understood your words: hewasn’t stupid and he knew you. He knew what you were afraid of and that annoyedhim even more.

“Oi, look at me!” He marched towards you, who ended uptrapped with the back to the wall, “I said, look at me.” He repeated slamminghis hands at the sides of your head.

You slowly lifted the chin and met his ruby eyes.

Bakugou was angry. Mad angry. His jaw was tense andhis eyes were narrowed as always when he was trying to kill someone with hisglare; you could hear the crackling from his palms.

But he hadn’t given up, nor he was sickened.

“…I’m sorry,” you instinctively murmured, trembling.You were fighting hard to bite back your tears, but you were losing that battle.

“Shut up,” he scowled, “This is so fucking stupid.”

“I’m-“

“I don’t give a shit!” he roared and you shrunkagainst the wall, “Do you approve what your dad does?”

You shook your head, lips sealed.

“Do you care if I throw him in jail for the rest ofhis life?” Bakugou asked again, analyzing every single movement and expressionof yours. To read the truth.

Your eyes saddened, but you shook your head again.

Bakugou took a big breath and relaxed his shoulders,nodding slightly.

“Then, I don’t give a shit that he’s your father,” herepeated in a lower voice, visibly calming down, “You’re with me, that’s theimportant thing. The rest is bullshit.” He leaned ‘till he rested his foreheadagainst yours, his breath caressing your lips.

You finally felt the fear and the anxiety being washedaway by a wave of relief and showed him a small smile.

“…thank you.”

He rolled his eyes and scoffed, but for a second youcould swear you had seen a grin on his lips.

“I’m still mad because you haven’t told it to mebefore,” he reminded you in a low growl, but you giggled.

“Yeah, sorry,” you hummed, too happy that the tragedyhad been avoided. “Could you let me go now?”

Bakugou smirked and tilted his head. “Not yet,” he repliedbefore leaning closer and kissing you fiercely.

Midoriya Izuko

You finished your confession with a sob, looking downat your cup of tea, now cold.

“…I’m sorry if I haven’t told you before, I was reallyscared you were going to hate me,” you explained, wiping away the tears. Thetension was tearing you apart as you waited for an answer.

“Uhm SO,” Midoriya was smiling awkwardly, scratchingnervously the back of his head, “If I have to be honest…well, I already knewit?”

You perked up immediately, staring at him shocked.

“What?” It was impossible.

“Y-you know that I like to study and analyze otherheroes, noting down everything about them…I did it with you too?” Midoriyaexplained tentatively. A faint blush colored his cheeks and he seemed scared ofyour reaction.

“I discovered who she was before we…started dating? Oreven before we became friends. I don’t really remember …”

That was absurd. He was to one who should have beenmad at you for lying, deceiving him and not trusting him enough to tell him thetruth about your mother. One of the evilest villain around.

“Then why did you stay with me?” you asked incredulous,shaking your head in disbelief, “Do you trust me? Aren’t you mad?”

The questions flowed one after another and Midoriyablinked at you, finally relaxing a bit.

“At first I was a bit cautious, I admit it, but Iobserved and befriended you: there’s no way in the world you could be evil. You’rea hero,” He answered smiling softly at you.

That smile hit hard, making you tearing up again.

“You’re crazy…” you mumbled covering your eyes andMidoriya chuckled.

“I-I just fell for you…” he explained as if it was thesimplest thing in the universe.

You beamed at him and let the pain and the fear ofrejection fade away.

“Thank you,” you said fondly making him blush evenmore.

“So you aren’t mad that I stalked you?” he playfullyasked, playing with the green hair.

“It depends on what you had found…” you faked tothreat, standing up to reach him and plop down to his side.

“Well, then maybe we should talk about it anothertime,” he replied sheepishly and that made you both giggling.

TodorokiShouto

Todoroki was laying on the infirmary’s bed, somebandages covering minor wounds and blood smearing his face, but actuallynothing too serious had happened. Except for him discovering your dad was adamn villain.

“…I’m sorry,” you whispered looking down, “It’s myfault,” you added clenching your hands around the white bedsheets. And it wasfor real. If you had said about your father to Todoroki before, he wouldn’thave discovered it by the enemy himself, wouldn’t have been so shocked about itand consequently hit by that last attack. Luckily, other pro-heroes were thereand managed to solve everything peacefully.

Still. It was your fault. What was worst is that he’dalso discovered that you’d lied to him for all that time and that your fatherwas a bad guy.

Todoroki sighed heavily, but his eyes were moreconfused than angry, even if the twitch of his lips betrayed his annoyance.

“Why haven’t you told me before?” he asked, grabbingyour hand and pulling it gently to force you to meet his eyes.

Again, his voice was the usual cold and didn’t let anythingshine through.

“Because I didn’t want to disappoint you. I’m thechild of a villain, Shouto. You’re an incredible hero,” you whispered in reply,tired and broken.

He scoffed, giving you a dirty look.

“Did you really think I would judge you about who yourfather is?” He seemed more troubled by this than everything else, “Do youremember who’s mine?”

You frowned.

“An asshole,” you replied instinctively and that madehim smirk, “But a hero. Not a villain,” you added trying to free your hand, buthe tightened his grip. He grimaced doing that and you stopped movingimmediately with a worried look.

“He hurt you!” you grieved, guiltiness eating you fromthe inside.

“Weren’t you the one who’ve helped me freeing myselffrom my father’s influence? Who’ve taught me how to love my fire? Who’ve said Iwasn’t my father?” He calmly reminded you. You grimaced but shook your headstubbornly, even if you recognized the truth in your own words.

“It’s different-”

“It’s the same,” he argued, “Now, or you have lied tome about this or you aren’t your father too.”

You pursed your lips in a tight line.

“What if I am?”

“I wouldn’t love you,” He replied without batting aneyelash. Your face flushed.

You stayed silent again.

“What if…I’m going to become like him?” you murmuredscared, searching in his eyes a certainty. The last one. The only one youneeded.

“Then I’ll fight to bring you back with me,” hereplied with a small, soft smile, “Because I know you’re better than that.”

That finally broke your walls and you let the tearsstream freely down your cheeks. You threw yourself at him and buried the facein his chest.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…” you repeated in a blur. Todorokisighed again between fondness and exasperation as he stroked your hair gently.

“There’s no need,” he huffed, “ But, please, tell meeverything from now on,”

“Mmh.”

“And I’m not hurt,”

“You’re bleeding and it’s my fa- I’m sorry, I’mhurting you? Let me mov-“ you tried to move away from his hold, but he kept youthere.

“Stay here,” he frowned, looking away to hide thelight blush of his cheeks. That sight finally made you smile and you noddedamused, resting again.

“As you want,”

Just based off the wording, I assumed you wanted the fem!crush to be the one seeing the guys shirtless, right? Anyways, that’s what I wrote, but if you wanted the reverse (shouto and katsuki seeing her shirtless), I’d be happy to write that as well!

Shouto: 

He’s not the type that would just start undressing out of nowhere, so you were probably having some sort of training session/sparring together when it happened.

Shouto generally has pretty good control over his powers, but he still struggles a bit when using his left side. As a result, he ends up generating too much heat and charring a good half of his shirt. The material just gets so utterly ruined that he lets out a sigh before ripping the rest of it off, just to get it out of the way. He honestly doesn’t think much of it—not until he sees you staring back at him with cheeks the shade of a tomato.

All you can really do was stare wide-eyed, frozen in place; you’ve long since lost the ability to articulate, and can’t manage to form any words. Your eyes just keep raking over his chiseled chest and the rippling muscles of his abdomen. You’ve never really thought of yourself as dirty-minded, but seeing him this way, well…he’s fucking hot, and not just because of his Quirk.

Shouto is a bit dense when it comes to reading others, so he doesn’t really understand why you’re not saying anything. He’ll step closer to you, watching the way you stiffen up almost immediately.

“What’s wrong?” he’ll ask. “You okay?” 

He might actually be a bit worried that he’s hurt you during your training or has done something to upset you, but to his surprise, you merely avert your gaze and tilt your head to the side, all the way sporting a huge blush.

“S-sorry…” you stammer out, unwilling to look him in the eyes. “It’s just that…your shirt is off, and it’s making me, uh…a little embarrassed. I didn’t expect you to be so muscular—I-I mean, I didn’t—ahh, nevermind…” 

Shouto can only stare at you, dumbfounded, watching as you all but crumple to the ground and cover your blushing face with your palms. The realization that you were checking him out finally sets in, and it doesn’t take long for him to start blushing, as well.

He’s never been the cocky type, or one to care about his physique, but to see the way his crush got all flustered over him…it’s actually a pretty nice feeling.

Katsuki: 

It was probably something he did absent-mindedly—you guys were hanging out and it got too hot out or something, so he decided to whip off his shirt. 

That being said, Katsuki is definitely confident with the way his body looks (he secretly spends a fair amount of time checking his muscles out in the mirror), and he would only take his shirt off in front of his crush if he was absolutely comfortable. Still, he wasn’t expecting it to really affect you, so when he sees you blushing bright red he can’t help but think “oh, shit, she’s cute.” 

Being a cocky guy, he picks up immediately that your eyes are glued to his muscular frame. It’s a shame that your embarrassment is so obvious, because he’s only gonna be a huge tease over it. 

Will grin back at you in amusement. “What’s wrong, (Name)? You’re lookin’ a little red there.” 

“S-shut up,” you huff, snapping your head away in a second. “I just didn’t know where else to look.” 

“My eyes are up here, perv.” 

“….” 

It’s totally cool, I really just wanted to write like… anything. lol. I decided to make this one a scenario because I had a good(?) idea on how to write it. It’s kind of shorter than I wanted it to be, but I added a bonus part for you! Anywho, enjoy!

How did you get yourself into this mess?

It was going so well, a simple sleepover with the girls of class 1-A. Then, Uraraka suggested truth or dare. Now, here you were, the next day, sitting in class anxiously as you wait for the bell to ring. As you wait for a moment alone with Bakugou. Oh boy, this would not go well. The girls giggled, all of them staring at you. The pressure was on.

The bell rang.

Everyone began to leave. You however waited. Waited for Bakugou to leave. When he did, you moved quickly, hoping to do this without other people around. When he was alone, you called out.

“Hey! Bakugou!” you yelled out nervously.

He turned around with his usual bitch face.

“What?”

Well if that didn’t scare the hell out of you, you weren’t sure what could.

“I have something i-important to tell you” Aw man, you stuttered. Why did you have to stutter.

You thought back to the sleepover now. They couldn’t have known you had a crush on Bakugou. How could they? But this, was ridiculous. 

“Well, what is it?” he got impatient. 

You gulped, now or never.

“I really like you… More than a friend, and I know it may sound strange but… I think you are my number one hero. You’re brave and I admire that about you. You’re so honest, and you don’t care about what anyone else has to say. I know the rest of the class thinks you’re a hothead, but I really like that about you. When everyone else is doubting you, I’m routing for you. I believe you will be the best hero. You have the determination for it. I guess that’s why I have a huge crush on you,” Fuck! That was so much more than you needed to say!

You looked down, you couldn’t bring yourself to look at his face. You couldn’t even begin to prepare yourself for the huge rejection. You-

“Do you mean it?” He asked.

Your breath caught in your throat. All you could do was nod.

“Okay.”

Did he just? You looked up. Did he seriously just- Wait. He was blushing.

“Well?” he asked.

You tilted your head,”Well? Well, what?”

“Do you wanna… go on a date… or something?” he asked.

You almost cried. You let out a small giggle before smiling.

“I’d like that, a lot”

He reached out and grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours before leading the way.

“Alright, then let’s go” he said.

Maybe, that dare wasn’t so bad after all.

BONUS:

soulmate au - the first words your soulmate speaks to you written on your body

You hated him.

Alright, maybe that was a bit of a misunderstanding. You didn’t hate him.

You despised him.

You’d never even had a proper conversation with the angry blonde, but what you saw from far off dismissed the possibility of that ever happening anyway. Prideful, hot headed, did you need to go further? Not to mention the way he treated one of your most trusted friends - the one who was currently tugging hard at your sleeve.

“Hey.” Narrowed eyes peeked at you from underneath the mass of stray curls. “You’re ignoring me.”

“I’m sorry, Midoriya,” You sighed, angrily stuffing a mouthful of rice between your lips. “He just…he just pisses me off, that’s all.”

“Who?” Midoriya blinked, only to be interrupted by the snicker coming from Uraraka.

“Why Bakugou of course,” She waved her chopsticks at him teasingly before meeting your gaze. “He’s all you ever have eyes for anyway.”

“What?” You echoed along with Midoriya, though the latter looked like he was going to vomit at the thought, shaking. 

“I do not!” You continued, gritting your teeth. At the innocent look she gave you your control wavered, the chopsticks in your hand snapping in two. Iida ducked so as to not get his eye gouged out. 

“Ah, here he comes,” Midoriya laughed nervously, already blocking you with one hand so that you would not attack the brunette. You paused your growling at Uraraka and stopped pushing, turning your head to see what he was talking about.

“Oh,” You groaned. “Speak of the devil.”

Ugh I have the most horrible period cramps and mine lasts forever so I can totally relate to this

Kirishima: 

Is pretty much the sweetest boyfriend you could possibly ask for, and is ready to treat you like a princess when that time of the month comes. 

The first time you ever had your period around him and he heard you groaning on the bed with tears pooling at the corner of your eyes he felt likes his heart stopped. Kirishima was by your side in an instant, hovering over you with a worried expression.

“What’s wrong, babe? Are you okay??” 

You eventually manage to tell him that it’s your period, but he just looks so confused because he never imagined it could possibly hurt that much. You’re pale and you can’t even move, and every time you whimper and squirm on the bed he just feels his heart sink. He’s definitely not an expert when it comes to periods, but he’s ready to learn and is willing to do anything it takes to help you feel better. 

Kirishima will grab you some painkillers as quickly as he can—if there’s none in the house, you can be sure that he’s going to rush towards the nearest drugstore and get everything you need, including new pads/tampons, and more. He’s definitely not shy with this kind of stuff, and honestly thinks helping his girlfriend in a time like this is a very “manly” thing to do, so he’s never gonna get embarrassed when he buys you the things you need.

If you don’t already have a heating pad in the house, he’s going to put together some makeshift one or bring you a bottle filled with hot water that you can put against your abdomen. Kirishima just hates seeing you in so much pain; if it was up to him, he’d take all your pain in discomfort on himself. 

He’ll definitely want to be by your side during the worst of your cramps, cuddling with you under the blankets and stroking your hair to calm you down. He was already super affectionate before, but it just increases tenfold when you’re on your period and is trying to make you feel better. 

Will happily watch any kind of sappy, romantic movie you feel like, or really anything else you’re in the mood for. He’ll hand feed you small candies and chocolates, smiling all the while. 

Kirishima will kiss you over and over again, reassuring you that he’ll be by your side as long as you need.

Todoroki: 

He’s definitely pretty clueless when it comes to this stuff, and has zero experience on what to do, despite having a sister. 

Still, Todoroki’s not blind, and when he sees you curled up into a ball and on the verge of tears, he feels like someone just shot him in the chest. He really doesn’t know what’s going on, and is actually worried that he might’ve done something wrong.

“What’s wrong, (Name)? Why are you crying? I didn’t…do something to upset, did I?” 

Eventually, he hears you crying out and sees the way your expression is contorting from pain, not that this makes him feel any better. You tell him that you’re on your period, and that your cramps are just horrible. 

Todoroki is blank-faced for a few moments, needing a bit to process what’s happening. He won’t admit to it, but he secretly feels a bit flustered about not knowing exactly how to handle this situation. Still, he loves you, and there’s no way he’s just going to sit idle while you’re going through hell.

He’ll carefully ask you what you need, and will make a quick trip if you don’t already have your supplies. Todoroki is still a bit clueless about the whole thing, and he might end up mixing up pads and tampons, depending on what you need (he’s trying his best though!). When he first went to the drugstore to but you stuff he was actually so lost that he had to go up to one of the workers and ask: “Excuse me. Where are the feminine hygiene products?” The whole thing is definitely a tad bit embarrassing for him in the beginning, but he gets used to it quickly enough.

Todoroki will do his best to make you feel better during this rough time, and he can even be your personal heating pad. He’ll gentle rub your tummy with his left hand, making sure to keep the warmth gentle. Depending on what you need, he can easily adjust your body temperature until you feel at ease. 

He tries his best to be extra sensitive when you’re on your period, nuzzling your cheeks and running his fingers through your hair. He’ll go along with anything you want and never object—anywhere from watching silly romantic comedies to giving you a massage if you so require. 

It really hurts for Todoroki to see you in pain; he hates having to see his loved ones suffer, so he’s sure to work as hard as he can to ease your pain. He actually marked down your period on his calendar and tries to keep track so that he can predict when you get it and be ready to take care of you.

Bakugou: 

Honestly, he’s going to be pretty shaken at first. Bakugou likes to act like he’s got everything figured out, but the concept of a period is completely foreign to him.

Bakugou probably discovered you laying sprawled across the ground at home, groaning and whimpering as you clutched your stomach. He rushed over towards your side in a flash, carefully gripping you by your shoulders as he looked you over.

“(Name)! What the fuck is going on? Are you hurt?!” 

He has literally no chill when he finds you like this, and can barely calm himself down because he’s so damn worried. Eventually, you manage to tell him that you got your period, and your cramps are always excruciatingly painful.

Bakugou’s expression just kind of stiffens and he’s like “oh”. He’s usually confident and self-assured, but he honestly just doesn’t know what the hell he should be doing in a situation like this. You’re literally on the floor crying out because you’re in so much pain—is that even normal?? 

He might actually suggest going to the doctor since he’s so rattled, but you tell him it’s just how it always is. Mentally, he’s like “Fuck. What do I do, what do I do, what do I do???” but he knows he has to take action.

Bakugou will tell you that he’ll do whatever you need, and you explain that you need some pads, tampons, and painkillers. He’ll search the house in a hurry, and just gets more and more riled up when he doesn’t find any. He realizes he has to run to the drugstore to buy you some, and gives you a quick peck on the forehead and promises he’ll be back soon.

It’s safe to say that Bakugou is pretty damn flustered about the whole thing. He’s a smart guy, and navigates his way around the store to buy you what you need, but it’s hard to fight off a blush when he slams the pads/tampons down in front of the cashier. They probably won’t even comment, but Bakugou still feels the need to glare at them and be like: “The fuck’s your problem?! They’re for my fucking girlfriend, alright?!”  

When he gets back after a rather embarrassing trip, he’s by your side in an instant. Bakugou can see that you’re suffering and will definitely make an effort to be less loud than usual, and even tries to cut down on the cursing. He’s really good in the kitchen, so after giving you your painkillers he’ll whip up a quick meal for you to eat (he’ll never let you take meds on an empty stomach ‘cause it’s not good for you, goddammit). 

He loves cuddling with you anyways, so he’ll gladly wrap you in a tight hug for as long as you need. He might grumble and mutter a bit if you suggest watching a sappy movie, but he’ll go along with it regardless. He kisses you ten times more often than usual, all the while reassuring you that you’re going to feel better soon.

Wow so this is definitely not shorter than the first part pfft. Anyways I’m actually really happy with this one and I hope you guys are too! Again, comments or feedback is always greatly appreciated! Enjoy!

Valentine’s Day had come around the corner much quicker than you had expected, but unfortunately for you that wasn’t exactly a good thing. You had totally forgotten that you had been put in charge of getting a few bags of candy for the party during the weekend and now you would have to rush over to the store to get some after school. On top of that, candy was always the most expensive when you bought it the day of. At least Mina was nice enough to remind you while you were getting changed out of your hero costumes and now you only had to sit through one last class before you could leave. However, unbeknownst to you, you weren’t the only one who had the party that was coming up in a few hours on your mind.

Bakugo hadn’t meant to let your little encounter infect his brain like it had, he really hadn’t, but he just couldn’t fucking help it. He thought that after he got done yelling at a sheepish yet satisfied looking Kirishima and got everything off his chest, he could forget about the whole thing and go back to being able to push all his thoughts and weird feelings about you to the back of his mind. He was tragically wrong. Before, he was just catching himself thinking about little things about you or self consciously staring at you in some sort of haze, but now on top of that he was starting to think more about what exactly he was going to do with these emotions. He still didn’t even know exactly what was going on which, dare he say it, scared him. He was afraid of exploding and doing or saying something stupid just because he was confused. If he had settled on anything, whether he wanted to or not, it was the fact that for whatever reason, he cared about how you saw him.

Even though he did seem to…care about you to some extent, that didn’t make you completely safe from his usual angst. In fact, you hadn’t stopped tapping your fingers since the moment you had sat down in your assigned seat and it was seriously starting to piss him off. Maybe no one else noticed it, but the repetition and the soft thumping of your fingers had drawn his attention. If anything, it was actually a good thing because for what felt like the first time all day, his attention was focused on something about you that he didn’t like. The only thing he could think of that could have made today so irritating for him was the fact that everyone else had been talking about today’s holiday all day. It wasn’t like whatever he was feeling had any connection whatsoever to the main focus of Valentine’s Day or anything, but the general overly friendly vibe was setting him off in a way.

Before anyone in class 1 - A knew it, it was finally time to head back to the dorms and you were the first to start packing up all of your things and the first out the door. Once you had finally made it down to the main entrance, however, you slowed to a steady pace when you realized you couldn’t figure out where you had put your wallet. You knew you had it because you made sure to put it in your bag the night before, you just didn’t know where. After a moment, you stopped dead in your tracks and started full on tearing through your book bag while grumbling under your breath and you didn’t stop until you felt someone bump into your back rather harshly a minute later.

When you looked up to see who it was, both you and Bakugo stared at each other with an odd sense of surprise for a few seconds as if it wasn’t normal to run into one another at school, literally. After the initial surprise, however, his attitude was quick to settle back in.

“Don’t go stoppin’ in the middle of the way like that, dumbass.”

You opened your mouth to retort sarcastically, but you knew this time he was actually right, even though he could have said so without the snarkiness.

“Yeah, sorry.” You mumbled, moving a few steps off to the side before looking back down into your bag and shaking your head upon seeing your wallet sitting in plain sight in one of the open pockets.

At the moment, you weren’t too sure what to do about Bakugo. Your experience with him helping you over the weekend with decorating was surprisingly pleasant and part of you wanted to spend some time with him again to see if your brain was just tricking you or if he really was fun to be around. Just the thought of it made you cringe at yourself a little bit, how could you think such a jerk made good company? No matter what you thought or how much you wanted to deny what you had been thinking, you knew you wouldn’t stop thinking about it until you knew for sure, so in a moment of either bravery or stupidity, you decided to test your luck and did a little half jog to catch up to him again until you were walking side by side.

“Would you go to the store with me?” You asked innocently enough, not really wanting him knowing this was sort of just a test to see if he really was just a dick.

“Huh?”

“I asked if you’d go to the store with me. It shouldn’t take that long, I just need to pick up a few bags of candy for the party.”

The confused look on his face made you question what the hell was so complicated about your question. Was it really that much of a bad idea just to ask him to take a twenty minute trip with you? The answer was yes, but not because the answer should have been an obvious ‘no’. It was only bad to ask, in his eyes, because now he really didn’t know what to say or do. The last time the two of you had spent time together was because of some “convenient” bullshit that just happened to put you two in the same place at the same time, but this time you were actively asking to spend time with him and he didn’t know if that was good or bad. The obvious answer would be that it was good if someone wanted to spend time with another person,  but to him it was just such a damn foreign thing to him that he didn’t know what to do except let his usual gruffness take over.

“What the fuck do you need me to go for.”

“Well..” You stopped and huffed, becoming frustrated now that he asked you a question that you didn’t have an appropriate answer for. “Nevermind, see you later, if you show up.” You finished, picking up your pace again before adjusting the strap of your bag on your shoulder. That was a dumb idea anyways, figuring out Bakugo was, or should have been, the last of your concerns anyways.

Bakugo’s brows furrowed at your answer and for half of a second, his lips just barely parted in a silent gasp of surprise. It was childish and narcissistic, but he wasn’t used to his rude responses having consequences with you. Usually you would just respond with a snippy comment of your own or try to change the subject or something. Then again, you were really the only person that made him care about how his words impacted you. After a moment of watching you make your way down the street, it was his turn to pick up the pace until he was walking a step or two ahead of you just so you wouldn’t be able to see his face after giving into your request.

“Are you def? I never said I wasn’t going..” He grumbled under his breath as if he knew it sounded like total bullshit.

You stopped for a second before smiling and shaking your head in response to his statement. The rest of the way to the little corner store was surprisingly quiet from his end, but you had things on your mind about him that you didn’t want to discuss anyways so you didn’t really mind the comfortable silence. You didn’t  prompt any sort of response from him until you had actually made it into the store and started stacking up a few bags of candy into his begrudgingly open arms as you made your way around and picked out what you liked along with what you thought the others might like.

“Why do I feel like we’ve talked about me not being your damn slave before.”

“If you’re willingly helping than it doesn’t make you my slave, Katsuki.” You answered flatly, placing one more bag into his arms before standing up right and giving him a cheerful smile before making your way over to the check out.

Bakugo rolled his eyes, but he was actively trying very hard to push the heat that was threatening to rise to his cheeks back down with sheer will alone since he couldn’t use his hands to rub at his face this time. You took a moment to take all the bags from his hands and place them down at the checkout counter before pulling out your wallet while the young cashier checked each one before giving you the price. Handing over the cash, you waited patiently before getting your change back along with two plastic bags filled with candy. With a quick ‘Thank you’ from you and some kind of appreciative grunt from Bakugo, the two of you were on your way again back up the hill to make it back to the dorms.

“Y’know, the only reason I agreed to pay for the candy was because I knew I’d get to keep all the leftovers.” You said with a soft laugh. You were in a good mood, maybe it was the holiday or maybe it was because you felt like you were actually getting to know Bakugo a bit more, but either way you felt happy enough to want to try and start a conversation now.

He grunted in response, but to your surprise he actually leaned over to wiggle one of the bags out of your hand and take it into his own, not even daring to look at you while doing so. It was sort of cute in a way, the way he tried so hard to act all tough and mean even when he was doing something uncharacteristically kind. Part of you wished you could record or take a picture of this side of Bakugo just so you had proof that he was more than just his hard exterior.

“So you mean you’re just going to that shit fest for the free sweets.”

“Wh- That is not what I said! And they wouldn’t be free for me anyways ‘cause I’m the one who bought the candy!” You yelled  in response to his sly comment, but seeing a smirk form on his face after your lively response put a smile on your face as well. You had always been the one comfortable, or stupid, enough to initiate conversations and whatnot with him and you wanted him to feel just as comfortable with you. In your eyes, this was a good start.

The two of you went back and forth with making little comments or jabs at one another every few minutes until you had finally made it back to the dorms. The party wasn’t for an hour or so, but there were already a few people in the commons setting up snacks and drinks. Bakugo handed the other bag off to you before shoving his hands into his pockets and wordlessly walking off, not wanting to say any sort of goodbye in fear that it would come out as ‘See you at the party’. His mouth had gotten pretty good at betraying his thoughts.

On his way back to his room, he was left yet again with that weird empty and angry feeling upon noticing that, once again, he had enjoyed your company way more than he should. You on the other hand felt the opposite, you were really happy that you ended up liking having him around. In was a fun and warming feeling to connect with someone and in your eyes it just meant that the two of you could only grow closer from there. Either way, your thoughts on him would have to wait as you heard Ochako calling you over to get your attention to get started. You quickly made your way over to her and apologized for being a little late, confessing you had forgotten to get the candy sooner, but she simply waved it off and handed you a few large plastic bowls to fill and set around the room before going back to whatever she was helping Mina with.

After opening up all the different bags of candy and pouring them out into each of the bowls, you checked up on everyone else to see if they needed anything before heading back up to your room to finally change out of your uniform and relax for a little bit before the party actually started. Eventually your thoughts had wandered back to Bakugo, but this time it was more out of concern. Now that you had time to think about it, you never really asked anyone else if they even wanted Bakugo to be at the party anyways and you just went ahead and invited him. The chances of him actually showing up were slim, but still, if he did show up and turned out to be a total party pooper than you’d be the one who felt guilty for ruining everyone else’s fun. This led you to think about how you wished he would act around the others in the same way he acted around you, which then prompted you to think what exactly had set you apart from everyone else enough to be shown such a separate side of him.

He wasn’t the only one being different though, you yourself had to admit that your thoughts had been pretty occupied by him as well. You couldn’t tell if it was curiosity, confusion or..something else, but it had been like this for the past few days and it was starting to make you antsy to figure it all out. With a sigh, you resigned yourself to scrolling through your phone as a temporary distraction for the next half hour or so until you got a text from Tsuyu saying the festivities had begun. Even if your mind was a bit fuzzy, it wasn’t going to stop you from enjoying a perfectly good Valentine’s Day with your friends, so with a huff you pulled yourself out of bed and put a smile on your face before making your way downstairs to join your friends.

The commons area was even more lively than usual and you couldn’t help but be filled with a sense of pride upon seeing how nice your decorations looked again. It didn’t take long for you to join Ochako, Izuku, and Iida at the snack table that had been set up and from there the three of you moved from one group to the next, laughing and eating and just enjoying your time together. Izuku and a few of the other boys were nice enough to bring around a couple games as well, however when Kaminari hopefully suggested spin the bottle you all heavily declined. There was no doubt that most students probably had someone in the class that they at least found attractive, but you all made the mutual decision to play twister to play it safe.

You, unfortunately and sort of pathetically, got out in less than a minute after being asked to start with Tsuyu and you had to do the walk of shame to sit on the couch and watch, though you were pretty sure no one would be able to beat her flexibility so you weren’t too mad about it. Plus, it was when you were seated by yourself watching Kaminari argue that Kirishima was using his quirk to cheat that Bakugo had actually sulked downstairs to join you. You were more than surprised when you felt the couch depress a bit next to you only for the spot to be filled by none other than Bakugo himself. He was..quiet, and looked pretty indifferent to the whole thing, but that didn’t last long once more people started to notice he was actually there. Before you even got the chance to thank him for  joining you all, both Sero and Mina had practically attacked him with screams of amazement at the fact that he had come, to which he yelled back that he was only there because he had nothing better to do and that everyone was too damn loud for him to enjoy some time alone to relax. This lead to an onslaught of teasing and before you knew it, things actually felt like the whole party was really alive. While it often wasn’t super positive, Bakugo did have a way of bringing energy wherever he went and that was something you admired about him.

Upon some further speculation, he had found there were things he admired about you as well. Hell, that was part of the reason he was even participating in this shit fest. Thinking of that, the only reason he had come down here was so that he could see you, and he hadn’t even gotten the chance to say a single word to you before he began to get pestered to play this stupid game. God, was he really at a point where he could flatout admit to himself that he’d go through some bullshit just to hang out with you? There was definitely something wrong with him. Regardless, he couldn’t really take it back now, so he successfully shoved off his ‘friends’ until they went back to watching the game.

“This is stupid.”

You couldn’t help but snort at his oh so classy introduction. Now that you knew he wasn’t an asshole through and through, his rude comments weren’t as impactful as they used to be.

“And yet here you are. C’mon, you have to at least admit the decorations are pretty awesome.” You responded, a smile still on your face. You were happy enjoying your friend’s company earlier, but you were even more happy now that he had shown up. It was just so unexpected and you had been not-so-secretly really hoping he was going to show.

He couldn’t really deny your statement, knowing damn well he helped with the decorating so he couldn’t diss it without dissing himself in the process.

“You’re the one who asked me, it’s not like I could say no..” He grumbled out, thinking at first that it was a pretty fair comeback. However, when he saw that wide eyed look on your face and repeated what he had said in his head, he realized it was hardly much of a comeback.

His figure immediately stiffened when he saw that sweet smile creep onto your face and for the first time, he couldn’t fight the blush that rose to his face. His jaw set and he swallowed intensely, the fact that his feelings were starting to come out into the open making him unsure of himself. When the two of you stayed quiet for a moment after his daring words, he averted his eyes and scooched over a bit, thinking maybe it would help to not be sitting directly next to you. Maybe it was the lively atmosphere or some stupid instinct or something, but he was starting to get an idea as to just what this feeling he’s been dealing with really was, and he wasn’t happy with it.

“Yeah well, It wouldn’t have been as fun without you, so thanks for coming, Katsuki.” You spoke softly before playfully punching him on the shoulder. You couldn’t even lie to yourself and say seeing the almighty Katsuki Bakugo red in the face wasn’t one of the cutest things you had ever witnessed. Hell, you could get used to seeing him like this every day if you could, but he seemed to brush off your thanks and continue to avoid your eyes, his cheeks only deepening in color. In this moment, for him, it was like everything he had been feeling over the past month or so was trying to burrow it’s way out of his chest all at once, and honestly he was sort of getting tired of fighting it. So, in a last ditch, spur of the moment, idiotic effort, he turned to you and decided for once to just let his grumpy little heart do the talking.

“If you’re so fuckin’ obsessed with having me around, then we might as well just start going out more often before you start complaining.”

For a second, you had to stop and look at him with furrowed brows to make sure you had actually heard him correctly. These past few days when you had hinted at him coming to the party repeatedly, you were only doing so because you figured being around you and everyone else was a chore to him and that it was something he had to be pestered about. Now here you were, listening to him essentially asking to spend time with you. It was your turn to try, and fail, to conceal the pink that was dusting your cheeks. Apparently, he was a lot further along in figuring out his feelings than you were and now you were the unsure one. It wouldn’t really be a date, right? No, he just suggested hanging out, that doesn’t automatically make it a date…right?

While you were arguing with yourself in your head for what felt like hours, Bakugo apparently had lost his patience, but in reality it was just his persona and confidence deflating a bit upon seeing your face and thinking he had just totally blown his chances for whatever it was he was aiming for. Ah, fuck it, he couldn’t even tell himself he didn’t know what he wanted with you. He wanted to at least get the chance to go on a date with you and that was that.

“Nevermind, forget it-”

“What? No way!” You shouted before calming down, knowing you didn’t really have to yell in his face to get your point across. With a nervous laugh, you shook your head and continued on.

“I mean, you’re right…for once. We should go out some time.”

Your initial sarcasm made him let out a sigh, his posture becoming a lot less tense upon hearing your agreeal. He still hadn’t figured everything out, and really neither had you, but both of you were hoping that having the other along for the ride would make things a little easier.

“All right then… I guess we’ll have to figure some shit out some time.” He mumbled, crossing his arms over his chest in a last ditch effort to save some of his pride. You on the other hand just smiled and nodded your head enthusiastically, knowing that this was the start of something, you’d just have to figure out what that something was somewhere along the way.

yet another example of my inability to write short scenarios khdksd, i hope you like it friend p.s. i went very extra on the fluff im so s o r r y

“What do you mean, ‘no’!?”

“You’re not that stupid, you know what ‘no’ means.”

“What do you mean by ‘i’m not ‘that’ stupid’?”

Katsuki just smirked and looked off to the side, knowing he’d be in trouble if you saw that mocking look on his face. Unfortunately for him, however, you definitely caught it and you were quick to smack him up the back of the head because of it. You weren’t an idiot, you did know what ‘no’ meant, but you just didn’t understand why he’d be saying no to your request.

After a lot of subtle hint dropping to literally every member in your little group of friends, you convinced Mina, Kirishima, and Kaminari to go to the amusement park with you over the weekend. Oddly enough, after finding out that the others were going, it didn’t really take all that much persuasion to get Bakugou to join you. You thought that having a whole group of ‘morons’ as he called them would deter him from coming, but it seemed that something else was able to beat out his desire to be anti social. Since you really wanted him to join, you didn’t push it and you took his confirmation as a simple lucky happening. Bakugou on the other hand was pretty happy that you decided not to pester him on his reason for agreeing to go because honestly, even he didn’t know the reason.

He’d been having some strange feelings about you recently that he really couldn’t seem to understand, but for reasons unknown, the idea of going out with you to an amusement park was appealing to him, despite the other three also tagging along. When he first started to notice that his eyes would linger on you more than usual or he’d find himself thinking about you late at night when he was left alone with his thoughts, it pissed him off because someone like you shouldn’t have been that big of a distraction. Over the course of a few weeks, however, he noticed that the more time he spent being aggravated over these new habits, the more he got distracted and off track, so he decided to always just push it to the back of his mind and go with the flow of things.

Going with the flow of things was what had led him here, with you, along with a few other idiots idly walking around the park while everyone tried to figure out what they wanted to fit into their day before the park closed. When you suggested the ferris wheel, however, he heavily declined because of one simple fact: each pod on the ferris wheel only seated two people. The idea of you sitting so close to one of the others in a little space like that, especially if you ended up with Kaminari who would, in the least, try to flirt with you, made him sick. Again, he couldn’t explain why, but just the thought of it made his imagination run wild with ridiculous scenarios that bred that oh so familiar yet easily deniable feeling of jealousy bubbling up in his chest. This jealousy, just like those pesky feelings he had been having about you, just frustrated him because he didn’t understand the reasoning behind it, but at the same time, he couldn’t control it. On the other hand, the idea of being the one to go with you freaked him out even more because with how his heart had been racing every time your hand brushed up against his own while you walked next to him, he didn’t think he could handle sitting just a foot or so away from that fucking face of yours that drove him nuts with urges he’d rather not share. Unfortunately for him, however, in a group like this one, his lone “No” stood little chance up against four “Yes’s”.

“I think the ferris wheel sounds awesome!!! We’ll be able to see all the lights and everything!” Mina cheered in response towards your idea, already beginning to lead the way towards said ride while Kirishima and Kaminari were already following suit.

“Looks like you’re gonna get left in the dust, Kacchan.” You teased, knowing he hated being called that name, though you only assumed this because his cheeks always turned a bit pink in what you guessed was anger every time you called him that.

“He’s probably just scared.~ Want us to find something that moves a bit slower for you, Kacch-”

Kaminari wasn’t even able to finish his sentence before receiving a very forceful fist to his head followed by Bakugou storming ahead of everyone else as if to prove he was definitely not scared without saying a word. He could let you get away with calling him names, but if that electric idiot or anyone else thought they could get away with the same shit, they had another thing coming.

Bakugou’s last saving grace was the idea that maybe the line would be painfully long and he could get everyone to see how stupid the whole idea was and move along, but unfortunately it was quite the opposite considering the park was getting close to it’s closing time and this wasn’t really the most popular ride. When he saw Kirishima and Kaminari pile into the first set of seats, and then Mina get in by herself in the second one, Bakugou was quick to grab the door to the pod she was in before giving you a pointed look.

“Ride with her.”

“Why don’t you ride with her.” You huffed back in response, not liking his demanding attitude, and not liking the creeping idea that maybe he just really didn’t want to sit with you. It wasn’t that you had anything against Mina or anything, you just..wanted to spend time with Bakugou alone for a little bit. Well, honestly, you wanted to spend way more than just ‘a little bit’ of alone time with him, but that was your little secret. Originally, your plan for this whole thing was to finally stop being a chicken and ask Bakugou out, after all. Unfortunately, it seemed your chicken days weren’t done with you, so you made it a group event and then ‘convinced’ yourself that this was what you wanted all along, just a night out with friends with your crush thrown in for good measure. As much as you liked him, though, you liked teasing him even more and seeing that shocked look on his face that screamed that he still wasn’t used to people saying no to him never failed to make you happy.

“Wha- Because, I fuckin’ said you shou-”

“Who said I wanted either of you to ride with me?! I want this thing to myself!!”

And with that, Mina slammed the door shut out of Bakugou’s grip and the ride moved, bringing up the next set of seats. Without a second thought you opened the door and made yourself comfortable in one of the seats before turning to give Bakugou, who looked like he still wasn’t all to sure about getting on this thing, a very deadpanned look. You couldn’t be that bad of an option to sit across from, right?

“C’mon Bakugou, I’m not a disease or something. If you seriously don’t want to go then just go hang out somewhere else or something.”

Your words that were laced with disappointment seemed to bring him back to his senses though and he followed your lead soon after, seating himself across from you, but not daring to look you in the eyes.

“I didn’t say you were a disease and I didn’t say I didn’t want to fucking go, idiot.”

“…Well actually, you di-”

“Shut up.”

You let out a small laugh before scooting over as close as you could to the window to your left and letting your eyes wander as the world below you slowly became smaller and smaller. Every once in a while you’d make a comment about how small one of the other rides looked from way up in the sky or some joke about the people looking like ants, but Bakugou was too preoccupied with keeping his thoughts and his emotions in check to muster up anything but quiet grunts in response. Fuck, was it hard to keep himself from staring now, especially when you had that childlike look of wonder that just lit up your entire face like the stars lit up the sky above you. His heart kept aching with a stupid want to have that look directed at him rather than at the world below you, but for now, he was okay with settling on just being able to be with you at a time like this.

“Bakugou you aren’t even looking! It’s not fun if you don’t look around, you know!! You’re missing out on the view!!” You whined like a child begging their mother to be as invested in their cartoons as they were. While you didn’t know where he was looking, you could tell by the few quick glances you took that he wasn’t looking at the tiny rides and tents below or the beautiful sky above. While admittedly your heart was beating a bit faster than usual just from being so close to the man of your affections, you didn’t want to risk even looking in his direction because you knew the look on your face would give away the fact that something was going on with you, so you focused your attention elsewhere. It was kind of sad, really, you’d been yearning to do all these things alone with Bakugou and now that you were alone with him, you could hardly start up a conversation.

“My view’s just fine..” He mumbled out gruffly before finally tearing his eyes away from you and directing them out the window towards whatever it was it seemed like you had been looking at, but before he could make a comment, a strong jolt rocked the entire ride and he had to grab onto one of the railings to steady himself. After that jarring moment, when he instinctively looked up to make sure you were okay, there wasn’t any movement from the ride at all.

“What the hell is this shit.”

“..Maybe they’re stopping to load more people on?”

While your words seemed confident, your eyes were still scanning the area below with concern, but fortunately, or unfortunately, a voice came over the little speaker that was connected to the ceiling of your shared pod.

“We apologize for that folks, but it looks like we’re having a few problems with getting the ride going. However, it should only be a few minutes here before we’re all set so please stay seated and remain calm and patient. Thank you.”

You could practically hear the collective series of groans that rang out from the two of you and just about everyone else on the ride. It was nice that the two of you ended up pretty close to the top, so you had a pretty decent view of just about everything, but ten minutes passed, then half an hour, and after a straight hour of awkward small talk and staring at the same scenes below as you had seen before, that view got old and pretty boring.

“Gah, this is fucking ridiculous!!” Bakugou exclaimed while tugging at his hair in frustration after losing the sixth round of rock-paper-scissors in a row. After a while, the awkwardness of being in such a tight space with you had worn off somewhat, but now that it had been at least an hour and a half, that feeling was starting to creep up on him again and it was starting to make him antsy.

“At least you didn’t get stuck with Kaminari.” You joked, leaning an elbow against the armrest and then resting your chin in the palm of your hand. “You probably would’ve cremated him by now, and then taken down the whole ride with him.”

“Yeah, yeah..” he retorted with an annoyed ‘tch’, not really needing to be reminded about his explosive temper and, without thinking, he actually spoke the first thing that came to mind that was meant to stay there with the rest of his intrusive thoughts about you. “You don’t have to tell me twice that I got lucky ending up with you.”

“….Lucky, huh?”

The sound of your intrigued response finally made him realize what the hell he had just said, his cheeks turning a darker shade of pink after every time he replayed those words over to himself and the sly smile on your face didn’t help all that much either.

“Shut the fuck up, that’s not what I fucking meant!! I just meant that you’re the least fucking annoying out of those three morons! Don’t let that shit go to your head!”

You could tell by how frazzled he appeared and his long winded string of curses and explanations that he was flustered, but you were stuck in your own head repeating what he had said much like he was doing. Despite the tone he had used saying it, that was probably one of the sweetest things he could have said to you in this moment and you were more than willing to take it rather than leave it. Bakugou’s mind, on the other hand, wasn’t as calm and content as yours was. It was as if saying that one little thing opened a floodgate in his mind and he was struggling to not spill everything that was on his mind, and it was even harder to keep himself from doing any of the things he wanted to do. Even though he was clearly embarrassed, seeing that smile linger on your face gave him a bit of hope though, hope that you didn’t just think he was being a total idiot.

“I guess I’m pretty lucky too, I didn’t really think you’d show up to be honest..” You hummed, figuring you’d spill something of your own too.

Bakugou was actually surprised by your little comment and he didn’t even know how to respond. He couldn’t exactly say ‘Well yeah, I’ve got a thing for you so I figured I should tag along’…Bakugou stopped, his eyes wide and his breath caught in his throat for a moment because suddenly, he felt like even more of an idiot than before just for thinking those words. Was that what all of this was?? Did he..like you? There was definitely no way, right? He had bigger things to worry about and he didn’t have time to mess around with things as dumb as crushes..yet here he was, heart racing, cheeks red, and mind filled with every thought or feeling he had ever had about you, confirming that there was no way he could honestly call this anything but a crush.

“I didn’t mean that in an asshole-y way, you just never seem to like the idea of going out with any of us.”

That’s right, he had gotten so caught up in his thoughts that he didn’t even remember to form a response to you. Maybe it was the altitude, or maybe his heart was just fed up with having to deal with him shoving all his feelings down, but for now, after his sudden realization, he didn’t even bother holding back his words as he took a very ‘it’s now or never’ approach to his next words.

“They aren’t the same as you.”

“..What’s that supposed to mean?”

At this point, you actually turned to face him out of curiosity towards his statement. Technically he could just be reiterating the fact that he preferred you over the others for some reason, but something in the way he said it felt different from what he had said before. Weirdly enough, judging by the conflicted look on his face, he seemed just as confused by his own words as you were.

After a moment of awkward silence, he let out a small huff before turning his attention back out the window, so you were guessing that meant he didn’t feel like talking anymore, but to your surprise, he continued.

“Doesn’t matter. I’m just saying next time we should just go out without those other idiots so they’re not in the fucking way.”

You blinked, and then you felt that familiar warmth rise to your cheeks as butterflies erupted in you stomach as if they decided to take on the role of excitement because you were too shocked to do so on your own.

“…L-Like by ourselves?”

When you saw his face turn to one of frustration and you noticed him start to fidget around anxiously, you quickly straightened up and rephrase your question.

“I’m not trying to pull your leg, that was a serious question!”

“Yes by ourselves, do I have to spell it out for you? If I knew you were gonna be this difficult about it, I wouldn’t have fuckin’ bothered…Are we going to go on a fucking date or what?”

It was almost comedic seeing him try to act so upset and grumpy while his face was very generously covered in red, but it was that final question that had really hit home with you and you couldn’t even waste time thinking about teasing him. You had to bite your cheek in an attempt to keep your smile from growing as you looked down to your feet, asking yourself repeatedly in your head if this was just a dream, or if this was actually happening.

“I’m not being difficult, I was just making sure…But sure, I guess I could spare some time for you, Katsuki.”

He opened his mouth to start throwing around more insults in response to your teasing tone, but when he did so, another jolt rocked the ferris wheel and before you knew it, you were moving again as a little ‘thank you for your patience’ message played over the intercom system.

“Ah hey look at that!! It’s about time, don’t you think!?” You exclaimed, pressing your face up against the window just to make sure that you were actually on your way back down.

Despite the long ride and the embarrassment clearly showing on his face, Bakugou couldn’t help but smirk as his eyes landed on you yet again and his heart finally began to settle, satisfied that it’s intentions had finally been released, and though he was happy to finally get out of the cramped space soon, his next words had hardly anything to do with the ride.