#cute date

When he asked you to go on a hiking date to watch the sunset you weren’t sure where you’d end up. Sure, you know a lot of places but most of the ones with good views would all be overrun with people this time of year. Not the most appealing location for two well-known heroes to go on a date. You’d rather spend time getting to know him than running from the inevitable following you’d attract.

You haven’t seen a single person out here. Although, you’re not completely convinced this is a real trail - most of it is overgrown. He looks confident in his trajectory though, so you continue to follow. 

A few branches brush against your legs but you hardly notice them anymore. You’re getting used to it. Your body is beginning to get used to is speed too, relaxing into the movement. Just as you begin to think you can maintain this, he comes to a stop. 

Stepping over the last few rocks and tree roots, you finally catch-up to him.

The trail abruptly ends, opening to a rocky clearing on the side of a cliff. From here, you can see everything. The forest you’ve just run through. The city gleaming faintly in the distance. 

He pulls a small blanket from his backpack before laying it out on the ground. You take the chance to drink some of your water before taking a seat next to him. 

As the golden glow deepens, the warm light illuminates the tip of every tree beneath you. The river burns red like lava snaking through the valley.

His hand reaches over yours, grazing your pinky before linking a few fingers with you. The touch sends a thrill through your body. Up to now, the rush to make it in time for the sunset masked any nerves you might have had about going on a date with Bakugo. Here you are now, with no distractions. 

Maybe you should say something, you think. The two of you haven’t talked much since getting to the trailhead side of the road. He looks uncharacteristically calm though. Orange and pink light reflecting from his face. Only now does it occur to you why he brought you here: it’s where he can feel at peace. He wanted to share that with you. 

You decide against interrupting his experience with words and opt to tip your head onto his shoulder. He smirks, wrapping one arm around you to pull you closer.

The two of you sit like this until orange fades to pink. 

To purple. 

Into a deep blue, specks of stars beginning to form.

“We should probably head back,” he whispers, thinly veiling his disappointment the moment is ending. The weight of his arm leaves your back, leaving a coolness in it’s absence.

The walk back feels much more leisurely. The lack of a rush allows you to notice more this time around. White wildflowers tucked into the forest glow under your light. Every shadow moving along with you. The way he moves adeptly through the woods like he does this all the time.

By the time you reach the car, you’re exhausted but so refreshed. The drive home continues just as quietly. Not awkward, more tranquil. It’s a nice break from day to day life.

In spite of most of the evening being spent in silence, you leave feeling like you know another side of him.

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