the apartment was quiet, it was late and the city lights bled softy between the curtains, all while the hum of traffic was somewhere far below.

you were both in bed. well, technically, bakugo was on top of you--thankfully not too heavy, just close. one arm was around your waist, the other was tucked under your back, all while his face was buried in the crook of your neck. his breath was warm against your skin and you could only assume his eyes were closed, he was relaxed in such a way that made it seem like he had no intention of moving for the next decade. these were the nights you loved, when he was free from patrol and all his hero duties.

it was rare to have this kind of stillness and you were sure many, many people would be baffled that the number five, pro-hero dynamight could exist like this.

"you're warm," he muttered into your neck, voice rough and sleepy from the long day.

you smiled while your fingers brushed lazily through his untamed hair.

and, if it was even possible, he pressed closer.

it was such a sweet, simple moment that you almost felt bad about the phone that you held above him. it had been recording for a few seconds now.

it was just for a trend mina had shown you earlier (and, of course, you have absolutely no intention of sharing it to anyone), but it was something stupidly cute to torture him with.

"he doesn't know when you're recording." she'd said. "that's the whole point."

you laughed lightly, "seems kind of mean."

well, bakugo definitely didn't know.

he shifted slightly and lovingly tightened his hold on you. then, his voiced dropped a little and he drawled out the words, "don't move."

"i'm not moving," you whispered in return, amused.

"good."

there was a pause. you almost didn't want him to see the camera and ruin the moment.

his hand flexed slightly at your waist as if he was checking that the moment was real, that you were real.

"stay here." he mumbled into your neck.

"you're clingy." you teased gently. even after all this time, he still gave you butterflies.

"shut up." he said, though there was no bite to it, only comfort.

his head sank deeper into your neck again and, for a moment, you thought he'd fallen asleep like that. his breath was so quiet and steady and the weight of him felt so familiar now, it made your heart ache a little.

then he murmured a little absentmindedly, "love you.." it was so soft that you almost missed it. your fingers paused in his hair, all the while the other hand kept the phone steady.

you had a small, more-than-content smile. "yeah, i know."

he hummed like that answer satisfied him.

then, bakugo shifted his head upward a little and pressed a soft kiss to your jaw.

that's when his sleepy, crimson eyes caught the dim light from the corner of his eye.

"what is that..." he muttered sleepily.

you stared at the ceiling when he shifted his head slightly, just enough to look up... just enough to see your phone... still recording.

the second bakugo fully registered what he was seeing, his eyes locked onto the camera and he jolted.

honestly, jolted is a bit of an understatement. the blond practically jumped back off of you so fast that the blanket shifted, then his hand snapped up instinctively like he was about to detonate the room out of pure reflex.

"WHAT THE HELL-"

he was already halfway from falling off the bed, glaring up at the phone then back to you like you had betrayed him more than anybody ever had.

you could already hear denki's stupid voice saying, "good one y/n, it could get, like, twelve million views."

"the hell is this!?"

you wheezed a little, "it's just a trend-"

"A TREND?"

"yes!"

"I'LL CREMATE YOU." at that, you lost it. you fell back onto your pillow and laughed, all the while he just sat there with messy hair and looking at your phone like it was the worst villain he'd come across. "DELETE IT NOW."

"i was gonna-" you tried to speak, still laughing, "i was literally gonna-"

"I'M NOT BEING RECORDED IN MY OWN DAMN HOUSE." he barked out and turned his head away, acting like he could escape embarrassment that way.

from somewhere deep in your laughter, you managed to speak, "you were being cute."

at that, he whipped his head back. "DON'T CALL IT THAT!"

"you're ashamed of love, katsu." you teased as your hand went out to pull him back into bed, the other hand putting your phone down.

despite his yelling, he leaned into your touch without fight. though before he could lay down, he leaned across you and grabbed your phone and threw it onto his side of the bed. you had to restrain yourself from calling your boyfriend dramatic.

then, he grabbed the blanket and yanked it up over the both of you. it looked like he was trying to erase the entire incident from reality.

"...whoever gave you this idea is dead." he muttered.

you were still smiling into his shoulder when he finally settled back down. he was a little grumpy and flushed, refusing to look directly at you now. but his hand still found your waist again anyway.

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graduation at u.a. was louder than you'd expected. not in the formal sense, the ceremony had been neat and structured, but the aftermath was completely different. it was chaos wrapped by laughter and people calling each other over, not to mention photos being taken at every possible angle. someone was crying (probably hagakure), someone else was already trying to plan a party, and somewhere in the middle of it, katsuki bakugo was looking around. surprisingly he didn't have that look in his eyes that said the whole ceremony was beneath him.

he stood just off to the side of the main courtyard where most people couldn't see him. he waited, his tie already loose just enough to feel comfortable.

eventually you did find him--it wasn't hard. ever since you were children, you'd always known where he was, even in a sea of people. some things didn't change.

"there you are." you said, stepping beside him like you'd done a thousand times before.

"took you long enough," he replied immediately.

"yeah, yeah." you smiled a little and folded your arms. "anyway, you disappeared first."

"yeah, well. extras everywhere."

you laughed softly.

there was a pause, it wasn't awkward and you two just settled into it as you both looked out at your classmates. mina was dragging someone into a group photo, kirishima was laughing at something, and a few others were already talking about their internships and what agencies they were interested in.

"feels weird." you said after a second.

"yeah."

you glanced at him with a teasing look in your eyes. "that's it? will you miss it even a little?"

"what do you want me to say?" he shot back like usual. "it's over. we're done. that's it."

you huffed out a soft laugh, facing him now. "you're so sentimental."

"shut up." katsuki said, but he didn't sound irritated. "you knew you weren't getting a speech from me."

you grinned. "mean."

"you know me."

yeah, you did. you knew katsuki bakugo better than almost anyone else in the world.

and somewhere along the way, at some point between childhood and now, you'd realized you were kind of stupidly in love with him. it wasn't dramatic and movie-like, it was just natural. like the feelings had always been there, just waiting for you to notice.

you nudged him gently.

you tilted your head towards him, a playful look in your eyes. "remember when we were kids and you used to throw pebbles at my window."

"because you took forever."

"you shattered my window once." you deadpanned.

he narrowed his eyes a little. "that was one time."

"i bet you cried after your mom yelled at you."

"she yells all the time." he said as if they weren't practically twins.

"speaking of... even as children, you'd yell at me for not keeping up with you on the way to school."

"i still do that." he replied like it was obvious.

"you don't."

"i do."

"you literally slow down for me now."

he clicked his tongue. "i do not."

"you do."

"i don't."

"you do."

"whatever." he gave up.

you had the faintest grin on your face, it was a look of satisfaction. another silence settled over the two of you, it wasn't exactly heavy or sad.. you couldn't quite express what you were feeling.

"you did good, you know," you say a little quieter now.

"obviously." he muttered.

you rolled your eyes, but your smile didn't fade. "yeah, obviously."

then he shifted and adjusted his blazer ever so slightly. "i'm gonna go find my old hag before she starts yelling at someone."

you chucked lightly, "please record it if she does."

"tch. i'm not doing that."

you pushed him arm away playfully. "i'll see you after?"

he glanced at you then, just for a second. "yeah."

and then he turned, starting to walk back towards the crowd. you watched him go for exactly three seconds. then-

"..really?" your tone dropped flat and you deadpanned in an instant.

bakugo stopped mid-step and slowly turned back around, his brows already furrowed. "what."

you were looking at him like he just insulted you and your family.

"what do you mean 'what'." you said, crossing your arms, "that's it? that's how you're leaving it?'

"leaving what."

"oh my gosh." you muttered, dragging a hand down your face. "you are unbelievable."

his eyes narrowed. "the hell are you talkin' about?"

"i'm talking about the fact that we just graduated," you said and gestured casually around you. "and you didn't even-" you cut yourself off. "you know what, forget it."

"no, say it." he snapped. "you started it."

you stared at him for a second, like you were debating on whether it was worth the efforts or not. then you sighed.

"i'm just saying," you started off, your voice still flat but laced with something close to exasperation. "i didn't put all my hopes into you doing something disgustingly dramatic or anything, but i at least thought you'd give me your button."

silence.

bakugo blinked.

"..my what."

"your second button." you said in an obvious tone. "hello? graduation tradition? ringing any bells up there?"

he started at you. "that's a thing?"

you actually recoiled.

"you're joking."

"i'm not joking."

"you're telling me," you started out slowly, "that you made it through three years here, surrounded by people that would've absolutely talked about this.. and you didn't hear about it?"

"no."

"oh my gosh."

you turned away from him, pacing a step like you needed to physically process. "i cannot believe this. i just cannot..."

"why the hell do you care about some stupid button?" he tilted his head a little.

you stopped and turned, looking him dead in the eyes.

you'd known katsuki for far too long, yet you still almost couldn't believe the density of the blond standing before you.

"because," you said flatly and then added with a matter-of-face tone, "it's supposed to mean something."

"and?"

"and-" you cut yourself off again, visibly restraining yourself from hitting a man today. "you know what, whatever, forget the button."

"good." he said immediately.

"but also," you continued right where he left off, slightly pointing at him now. "you didn't even try to kiss me."

bakugo froze like his brain was loading the next response.

"..what."

you let out a sharp breath and then you spoke like any teenage girl would, "what do i have to do, katsuki? seriously. do i have to spell it out? do i need to, like, hop on one leg? bark? do a backflip? what is the requirement here?"

his brain clearly couldn't come up with something to say or do. then he blinked a few times.

"WHAT!?" he barked out.

"you seriously never thought about it? even a little?"

his face looked genuinely blank, which somehow irritated you more now.

"katsuki," you spoke slow at first, "i have known you since were, like, four. i practically handed this opportunity to you on a silver platter."

"WHAT OPPORTUNITY?"

"are all men this dense?" you said the words like it was an inside though that wasn't supposed to escape.

"you never said ANYTHING!" he yelled at his usual, ear-bleeding volume.

katsuki almost looked genuinely overwhelmed now, which would've been funnier if you weren't busy with being offended. then he opened his mouth, shut it, then looked away for a moment like he needed divine intervention.

that's when he saw the pair of idiots. kirishima and mina stood across the courtyard, clearly eavesdropping. katsuki's gaze was so intense that even you looked back just in time to see the two bolting. mina nearly tripped over a bush.

he muttered something and you still held that entertained look on your face.

when you both turned back, you'd realized that at some point during the argument, you stepped closer to each other without realizing. there were barely inches between you. close enough that he could probably feel your heartbeat if he leaned in just a little.

bakugo stared at you for a few seconds too long for it not to mean something. then a little longer.

and finally he spoke, quieter now, "you're such a goddamn idiot." his eyes went to your lips for half a second before returning to your eyes.

"i know," your voice came out in a hush.

then he kissed you. it was a little quick, as if he second guessed himself along the way, but then your hand grabbed his tie and pulled him down lightly so his lips could meet yours again.

you wanted this forever without realizing how badly until now.

it was a slightly messy and your noses bumped up against each other, and still, it was the perfect way to end this chapter of yours lives. it felt like you two were learning each other again, despite being friends your whole life. maybe that's why it felt so overwhelming, but it wasn't really new. it was like every almost moment in your friendship from over the years catching up to this one moment.

when you two pulled away, you let out a soft, breathless little laugh without meaning to. it was the kind of laugh that came out when things felt too good to be real.

"the hell you laughin' at?" katsuki sounded offended and flustered all at once.

"you." you said quietly, still smiling helplessly. "you're cute."

and then-

"YEEEESSSS!!"

mina leaped out from God knows where to celebrate.

you jumped just as kirishima popped out behind her and spoke loud enough for (what felt like) the whole graduating class to hear. "FINALLY BAKUBRO!"

"i'm gonna kill them." katsuki said with a voice that truly did have the intent to kill.

you leaned into katsuki, whispering. "we deserve to embarrass them when they realize."

the world felt right.

this concept was funny in my head, so i hope you all enjoyed hehe (i'm horrible at writing kiss scenes)