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euphoria-111 · 4 years ago

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Closet Confessions

Bakugo x Reader

Friends to lovers (?)

Mutual Pining

Bakugo says you're like a sister to him during Valentine’s Day, and you’ve finally had proof he doesn’t like you romantically. You were sure he isn’t into incest. Two months later, Kirishima schemes and forces you guys to realize you like each other.

AN: This is literally how I act with all my crushes (is that even correct grammar??) But, yeah, Bakugo is like one of my favorite characters, and I thought this would be a good fic for him. idk

This is an old WIP I thought I’d finish for Boom Boom, boy’s birthday, but I got too lazy so yeah skdjfbsadhbf

You’re 9 years old and you’ve transferred to a new school, in the middle of the year. It’s bad enough that you’d transferred schools, but right in the middle of the school year? Yup, that’s the worst. It’s been a month since you’ve transferred, and yet you still have no friends. And no, it’s not from lack of trying.

You’ve been trying to get friends, but most of the “friendships” flake out in less than a day. The people you tried to befriend were just trying to be nice, they didn’t actually want to be your friend. You’ve thought of trying to continue talking to them or try to eat with them during lunch, but you aren’t shameless. It’s embarrassing to keep on trying to force yourself in where you’re not wanted.

So, since today marks the first month of trying to make friends, you’ve finally given up. No one would be able to complain if you did. After all, you gave it your best shot. It’s not like friendship is going to answer the extra math workbooks your parents gave you.

You try not to think about it as you walk outside your house. Besides, you needed to focus. You had a little project to present today. It wasn’t actually a requirement, you just wanted extra points in science. So, when your teacher suggested it, you immediately took the chance.

In your hand was a model of the galaxy. It was made with little Styrofoam balls, and in all honesty, it wasn’t that hard to make it. You were quite proud though because you’re painting skill was really bad but your project didn’t look too bad.

‘I’m still in 4th grade, I’m sure he doesn’t expect much’ you note to yourself.

You continued walking down the street, humming a tune you’ve heard from the radio. You wanted to be a little early today, so there weren’t many people in the street. The only people who were noticeable were the two rowdy blondes. They looked like they were mother and son, but you couldn’t tell. They were about a few houses in front of you. You were sure you’ve seen that hair somewhere before, but you don’t give them a second glance. ‘Trivial matters like that don’t matter right now.’

You continued walking and allowed yourself to get lost in your thoughts. Not there were many thoughts in your head, because despite being smart you were an airhead.

Literally.

There was nothing wrong with it, but sometimes it causes you to make extremely dumb decisions. Like right now, instead of looking to where you were going, you are staring at the trees wondering if there was a cat stuck up there.

Doing this would be fine on any other day (no it isn’t look where you’re going, please), but today you were carrying something you stayed up late for. Your safety alone is enough to make you care when walking, but now that you have a somewhat important item with you, you’d think you’d add care.

Of course, you don’t.

Now you, a very stupid child, were walking very normally when two blonde bombs swished by you. In a split second, you see a head of spiky blonde hair, and in the next, your project was no longer in your hand.

It was on the floor and it didn’t look fine either. Earth, the hardest to paint, had a huge chunk cut out of it with the moon attached to it now unattached. The rest of the planets didn’t look any better either. Saturn was in half, Jupiter was smushed, and the rest of the planets and the sun were missing. You groaned; this project was easy but it took you at least 6 hours to finish.

You looked back to the people that just ruined your project, you wanted them to grovel. But then again, you’re a 9-year-old kid, what were you supposed to say? You sighed, instead. Trying to keep the rage and frustration hidden, and trying not to think about how rude those people are.

You started to pick up the destroyed project, thinking about all the time you waste and muttering things about how you could’ve finished reading the book you’re currently in too. Suddenly, there was a screech, it was from the blonde woman that you bumped into, “OI, BRAT! LOOK WHAT YOU DID! GO HELP HER!”

The blonde woman kept screaming to the boy, who kept screaming insults to the woman, who you assumed was his mother.

You shivered as you thought of the things your mother would’ve done if you talked to her like that. You shook your head and continued picking up chunks of your project. And it wasn’t until you did this did the two of them stop arguing, with the blonde woman pulling her son by the ear towards you.

As they came closer, you finally knew why they look so familiar. It was Bakugo, your classmate. He was noisy, but you didn’t pay him any mind.

“Good morning, Bakugo-kun,” you quickly stood up and bowed to them.

Bakugo’s mother smiled and was about to speak, when her son spoke, “Tch, how do you know me? Are you a stalker?!”

His mother didn’t look impressed and smacked the back of his head. You tried to calm the situation down when you saw her getting ready to shout at him again.

“Oh, we’re classmates, Bakugo-kun,” you forced a smile, trying to avoid an even more awkward situation. The boy rolled his eyes, not showing any remorse for being rude, or for destroying your project.

For a moment there was an awkward silence, but his mother who was still glaring at him spoke up. “I’m so sorry about your project dear…” she looks at you grimacing, and you were about to reply saying it was fine but then she turned to her son.

Her soft eyes hardened, and she faced her son with a hard stare, continuing to slap the back of his head.

“OI! BRAT THIS IS YOUR FAULT FIX HER PROJECT!”

The boy obviously, didn’t back down.

“WHY SHOULD I?! YOU WERE THE ONE THAT STEPPED ON IT, OLD HAG!”

“BECAUSE YOU’RE SO STUBBORN, I DON’T KNOW WHO YOU GET IT FROM!”

‘Like mother, like son…?’ you thought.

That day 5 years ago, the day you befriended Bakugo, was still so vivid that you remembered every part of it. In the end, Bakugo did help you with the project. But you guys didn’t fix it, oh no you didn’t do that.

You guys turned the ruined earth foam ball and the half-crushed moon one, into a representation of the time an asteroid hit the Earth and killed all dinosaurs. Your teacher was impressed that you came up with such an innovative idea, and was even more impressed with the way you made Earth looked so crushed (which in reality was just Mitsuki stepping on it- but we don’t snitch).

And for some unknown reason, you and Bakugo became friends.

You expected him to just up and leave when you finished the project, but he didn’t. He began to invite you to his lunch table, and sometimes (begrudgingly) asked for help in either Math or English. Then it evolved from there.

His mom inviting you to dinner with them, you and Bakugo training your quirks together, and you even remember that one time he agreed to go to the carnival with you in 7th grade. It was like you guys were inseparable, you were each other’s first real friends after all.

Despite that though, you guys still fought. Especially about Bakugo’s bullying habits when it came to Midoriya.

You always made sure to punch him in the face whenever he bullies him. It made him stop even talking to Midoriya when you’re present.

You guessed he was doing the ‘If you haven’t got anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all’ thing. You were upset that he still bullies him whenever you’re not around, so you just happened to always make sure to not leave the two boys alone.

Midoriya was a good friend, after all, you and he became close when he and you were partnered for a project one time. And despite not being as close as you and Bakugo were, you still considered the boy a really good friend.

You and Midoriya were close enough that he even shared to you his dreams of getting into UA and eventually be a hero like All Might.

You never pitied Midoriya, but instead, you admired him. Dreaming so big, yet having nothing to even achieve it, needs a huge amount of courage and determination. And you were sure he could do it, that he can be a hero.

Besides dreaming big isn’t bad, it’s good. Just make sure you know what you’re getting into and are determined enough to pull through it. And if you don’t achieve your initial dreams, it just means you're destined for something bigger.

Of course, Midoriya wasn’t the only one sharing some secrets between the two of you, you did too. You told him about some things that you just couldn’t tell your best friend. Not because you didn’t trust him, but because they were about him.

And it was something you were sure would destroy your friendship.

Feelings.

You had feelings for your best friend, and you were pretty sure they weren’t platonic ones.

You didn’t know when it started, all you know is you stare at him way too long during class, and that you are way too soft for him.

For years, you tried to see if he felt the same for you, but he never showed any. It was okay though; you were satisfied within the friendzone. Maybe even preferred it(lies)...

But no matter what you think or feel, a fact still stays the same; Bakugo doesn’t like you.

Heck! You never even heard him call you a friend, much less someone he would get in a relationship with. And if that wasn’t proof enough, hearing all the things he said about you during Valentine’s Day proves your hypothesis to be 100% correct.

You were actually going to confess to him that day, baked cookies (as much as your horrible culinary skills could take you at least), and everything! But then, you stumbled upon him and Kirishima, who was also your friend by default, talking.

“Yo! Bakubro!” Kiri said, slinging his arm over his friend’s shoulders.

“Stop calling me that, Shittyhair. It’s more annoying than Y/N calling me Katsu.” the blond boy angrily muttered, shoving away the redhead’s arm.

You were slightly hurt because you thought that he liked the nickname. You didn’t take it too personally, though, since you knew that he wasn’t very fond of nicknames anyway. ‘I like calling him boom boom boy anyway’ you smirk, feeling confidence flowing through you. It was actually going well you were actually going to confess!

But then-

“Oh, c’mon, Bakugo. You like Y/N. Everyone knows it! I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t mind her calling you any nickname~” Kirishima teased light-heartedly, jokingly punching Bakugo on the side.

You expected to roll his eyes or even just deny he likes you; you really didn’t get your hopes up for that you knew he was a Tsundere anyway. But then... He said something worse than you anticipated.

“I DON’T LIKE HER, SHITTYHAIR!!! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO EXPLAIN THAT!”

Kirishima tried to calm the rampaging blond, but it was too late...

“SERIOUSLY! STOP SAYING, I LIKE HER! ALL YOU SHITHEADS SHOULD MIND YOUR BUSINESS! BUT JUST TO BE CLEAR SHE IS BASICALLY MY SISTER! SO. SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP !!!” The blond fumed, smoke was surrounding his slightly crackling hands.

Well, damn.

You weren’t just in the friendzone.

You were considered his SIBLING.

And you were pretty sure your Best Friend wasn’t into incest-

Oh, what a wonderful day.

Inside you were feeling down because now you really can’t confess your feelings anymore. Nope, those plans are now down the drain.

You walked towards them, a smile on your face, you were an expert at hiding your feelings after all. You might seem really transparent, but no, it’s just that you’re a really good actress.

Kiri saw you and his face just paled, he knew what you felt for Bakugo, actually, everyone did. It’s not like you kept it a secret or anything. Bakugo just doesn’t see you that way to even notice you were already so hopelessly in love with him. It was tragic and pathetic.

You expertly tug off the long and emotional note you wrote on top of the box filled with cookies. Hiding the evidence of your pathetic-ness into your school jacket. You signaled Kirishima to be quiet as you snuck up on Bakugo, still as happy as ever. Oh, yes, you were quite happy. Finally having concrete proof that Bakugo doesn’t like you that way. Finally having a good reason to let go of these stupid feelings.

You then punched Bakugo on the back, it wasn’t because you were frustrated...you definitely didn’t add any of your overflowing and hidden emotions on that very very strong-weak punch-

Bakugo whirled around and looked so scary that anyone else would’ve peed on the spot. But as his best friend, you just saw him annoyed and you laughed. This time it was genuine, as you remembered the reason you never confessed to him. Because as sappy as you sounded, you loved Bakugo enough to just wish for his happiness, even if it’s not with you.

“Should I call you Nii-san then, Boom Boom boy? Since you know I’m your sister.” You said smirking at him. The blond rolled his eyes “You act way too much like a grandma for you to be younger than me.”

You faked offense, “Well, I’m sorry, I’m not the one sleeping at 6pm every night. You’re the grandpa!”

Bakugo’s face contorted in anger “I sleep at 8! You know that!”

You rolled your eyes, “whatever you still don’t get any of my delicious cookies! Kiri can have them!”

The blond huff muttering something along the lines of ‘I didn’t want your shitty cooking anyway’

Later that day, Kirishima approached you. He knew you must’ve felt sad or even mad. But aside from that, you were definitely hurt. No matter how much you wanted to deny it. He tried to talk to you, but you just brushed him off, telling him it was nothing. That you were satisfied as just Bakugo’s friend.

For the most part, Kirishima was right. It was exhausting playing the best friend when you wanted to be so much more than just that. It honestly made you think that one day you’d have to cut ties with Bakugo. Because no matter what, you wouldn’t be able to play wingman for whoever he might end up liking. And you shiver at the mere thought of being the best man in Bakugo’s wedding...

Oh, well, that’s life you guess. You knew sooner or later, he’d find the person just for him, and then you’d have to leave the picture. Besides, he has other friends now, you’re sure that he’d be fine. Even if you would avoid him.

For now, though, you will spend as much time as you can with your best friend. Until the day, wherein you’re no longer the number one girl in his life, comes, you’d stick with him.

Kirishima was worried, his two best friends like each other, but he can’t tell them anything. Bakugo is openly aggressive, while Y/N ‘s passive-aggressiveness can make her even scarier than Bakugo himself. He was stuck between the throes of young love and stupidity. And he can’t believe his two friends who are at the top of all their classes aren’t smart enough to figure out their feelings for each other.

It’s been 2 months since Valentine’s Day, and he had seen both of his friends sulking behind closed doors, for hours on end. They’re both sad and frustrated for the same idiotic reason.

He blames himself for ruining the confession Y/N was going to do last Valentine’s. he knew they would’ve probably been together by now if it weren’t for him teasing Bakugo. That’s why this time, on Bakugo’s birthday, he would make everything right. And finally, finally, bring the two lovers together.

Bakugo knew something was up the moment he woke up on the morning of his 16th birthday. Mostly because Y/N wasn’t here to annoy him and make him eat her shitty pancakes. It was tradition, no matter how annoying it is, he doesn’t like breaking traditions. Not that he cared.

He scoffed, grumbling about how you’re so annoying anyways. He knows it’s not true, but it’s his birthday and he doesn’t need to think about his depressing love life before the day even began.

Bakugo has been trying to relay his feelings towards you for years. You just either never got the hint or didn’t like him that way. Either way, it sucked.

He liked you so much, and he wouldn’t tell you yet, but... he loved you. He was sure in himself that he did. He was glad his mom ruined that stupid science project of yours. He was glad he met you. But he sure as hell won’t let you be just a friend to him. Because you were so much more. And the thoughts that run in his mind are definitely not how you should think about your sister.

He honestly would’ve thought that after 3 years of liking you, you’d finally get the hint. But I guess you’re as stupid in love, as you are smart in everything else. Bakugo knew he’d get you one day, but he couldn’t help but think it’s taking way too long than it should’ve.

He wanted to hug you, wanted to ward off any of those admirers of yours (as if he doesn’t already), and he wanted to be able to call you his. He really wanted to. But he just couldn’t understand how you couldn’t take a hint. If you didn’t like him, just tell him straight up. Don’t make him wait in the dark...’

To be fair to you, though, his hints are the worst.

His flirting tactics were always one of the three; tackling, shouting, or awkwardly staring (glaring since he always looks so angry). Every time he tries to pull something like that, you always assumed he was pissed like he usually was. Which is actually a good assumption.

But despite this, Bakugo still wanted to get you. He would never give you up, not while you aren’t married to anyone yet. Not that he’d allow you to marry anyone that isn’t him. He couldn’t even fathom trying to be your wingman, let alone being your maid of honor in your wedding with someone else. It just can’t be! No, he would never let that happen. Not when he’s around.

And it’s not as if it sucks enough that his love life is so messy, now you aren’t here to give him breakfast in bed at 5 am. Despite you not being a morning person, you always made sure to make Bakugo breakfast in bed during his birthday. And it hurt that you didn’t do the same this year.

But then again, you needed your sleep so Bakugo decided it was for your health.

“That dumbass better make it up to me later...” He muttered while getting up from his bed.

Kirishima woke you up at 3 am.

3. A. M.

If this wasn’t for Bakugo’s surprise party, you would have sent him to outer space to rot for eternity. But luckily for him, you were feeling forgiving and helped him with his plan. Which was apparently to not go near Bakugo today, so he thinks that everyone forgot it was his birthday. In normal circumstances, you would never agree to it because you were aware that Bakugo had a soft heart deep inside, but you’ve been looking for a way to hurt him subtly ever since 'the Valentine’s incident' happen. So, you thought, why not?

Of course, being the overthinker and genius you are, you thought of multiple reasons not to pull through with the surprise. But, hey if the Love of your life thinks of you as a sister, who cares about everything else that could go wrong.

You were still kind of bitter...

It’s about 5:30 am now, and you know this should be the moment you would be feeding him your special birthday breakfast in bed (that tasted horrible, but it was special nonetheless). You tried to shove down the guilt of not doing your tradition of 5 years, but whatever he’s always complained whenever you do it anyway.

You don't go outside of your room until around 7:30 to prepare for classes. You decided to skip breakfast, opting to just eat a granola bar. You keep in mind that today, you won’t be looking at Bakugo unless he spoke directly to you and if he does keep it short.

You arrived at the classroom, and see only a handful of your classmates have arrived, including Bakugo. You walked over to your seat, which was unfortunately next to his. You didn’t want him to be suspicious or anything, so you smiled your usual smile and said hello.

“Good morning, Bakugo~”

“Tch, that’s it? If you’re not gonna feed me food, at least greet me...” Bakugo replied, mumbling the last part, with what sounded like hurt.

You were unphased, you were a great actress after all, and the show must go on as they say. Anyway, this is a good way to let out all the hurt you felt from 2 months ago. Especially since you have a valid excuse.

You quirked a brow, looking at him with a serious face, that was a huge contrast to your usually smiling face. It sent chills down Bakugo’s spine, although he would never admit that.

“You’ve told me multiple times my food tastes like shit, Bakugo...” You question him, he opened his mouth answer, but you cut him off.

You nonchalantly placed your feet on the desk and rolled your eyes “I’m not disagreeing, I am well aware of how shitty a cook I am. But why would you want one of my abominable pancakes today of all days? It’s not like you eat them every Tuesday. I’d probably give you food poisoning if you eat my pancakes weekly- “

You then paused remembering the surprise, ‘Shit- I said too much, I should be ignoring him- ‘

Bakugo cut your thoughts off.

“Put your legs down, Y/N” You looked at Bakugo, and quickly looked away. Usually, you’d tease him for being such a perv, but today is an exception. After all, you were supposed to ignore him despite today being his birthday.

‘He deserves it anyway for being an oblivious fuck to my very obvious feelings because despite popular opinion I am a tsundere and fuck him if he doesn’t know that despite us being friends for what? Fucking centuries-long and he is such a stupid little shit. Oh, and also shouldn’t it be Mitsuki who should be celebrating? She’s the one that carried that little demon in her womb. This little shit probably kicked her mom’s womb every- ‘

And of course, you got interrupted by Bakugo again, but this time he didn’t say anything. He just took off his school blazer and put it on top of your “exposed” legs.

“o-oi, b- HEY!” You stuttered as he continued to fix the blazer on top of your legs, as if he put it on correctly it would suddenly cover both of your thighs-He looked serious, still looked like an angry gremlin, but for once he was actually quiet. It was actually scary.

“Whoa! Bakubro that was so manly!” Kirishima commented, having witnessed the “manly” display Bakugo just did. Unknowingly breaking the so-called ‘plan’ for Bakugo’s birthday.

Bakugo rolled his eyes “Tch. The only thing manly was Y/n’s legs. That’s why I covered them up.”

You were aghast. You didn’t know whether to feel happy that your legs look muscly, as you hope was what Bakugo meant since that means your training was paying off. On the other hand, you just shaved and felt very WOMANLY last night. So, you were extremely offended that he’d just insulted you. You went through the shit process called shaving the least he could do is not shit on it.

You took his blazer off of your legs, threw it at his face, and loudly brought your legs down from your table. The booming sound echoing through the classroom. Everyone within a 6-mile radius knew you were offended, or at the very least extremely mad.

Long-story-short, you ignored Bakugo in class (you were supposed to anyway, but now it’s because you were pissed).

As soon as class ended, you stomped your way out the door planning to head to that broom closet Kirishima supposedly put all the confetti and birthday supplies in. You don’t know how Kirishima managed to convince the grumpy janitors to let him use it, but you guessed his friendliness did the trick (he did befriend Bakugo after all).

You were pissed at Bakugo, but he was your best friend (and love of your life but that’s just a small detail-) and you still wanted to surprise him for his birthday.

As you reached the broom closet, you texted Kirishima that you were gonna get the supplies now. You didn’t bother to wait for a reply and entered the closet planning to just get the things and leave like you were supposed to be doing. But as you entered, there was no supplies insight. Thinking you got the wrong closet, you opened the door to leave, but someone stopped it. You looked up and through the small opening, you saw red eyes and blond hair. Bakugo.

Your face instantly turned into a scowl. You were honestly not as pissed anymore but you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that. You tried to push against the door, but then suddenly it was wide open and Bakugo pushed the both of you back inside the cramped closet space.

“H-HEY!” You screamed in shock and confusion.

‘What does he want??’ You thought, cheeks flushing at the close proximity. Bakugo looked away, still wearing his usual scowl with his cheeks blushing a bit. Bakugo opened his mouth to speak, but then a clicking sound was heard.

The lock-

“What the- “Bakugo started looking at the door behind him, but then shook out of it.

“Don’t mind that, we’re gonna be here for a while anyway. If we leave, I can just blast the shit out this door.” He said turning smug towards the end. You looked at him incredulously, what did he mean you were gonna be here for a while????

You were about to shout his ear off when he cleared his throat with a blush spreading onto his cheeks. And then it hit you-

He was going to confess his feelings!

Your face felt hot, your heartbeat rate tripled, and your thoughts were a mess.

‘Oh my God! Is this it?? Was he saying I was like a sister him being a tsundere?? Do I look okay? What do I say afterward??? Holy shit I’m not ready for this. Is he really- ‘

“Your legs... aren’t manly,” he said and he had the audacity to blush while doing so. Your jaw tightened and you felt your heart clench. You were angry, at both him and yourself for raising your hopes up. You knew he thought of you as a sister and yet you were so still so stupid. You faced him and he saw the angry tears beginning to form in your eyes.

His brow furrow “Oi, why are you crying? I said your legs aren’t manly, didn’t I? I think th-they’re pretty or whatever.” You laughed, the angry tears falling down your face freely.

“I’m not crying because of that, asshole. I’m crying because I’m so angry that I was stupid enough to believe you were gonna say you liked me... Ugh! You even said I was like your sister, why would I even think for a second that you would like me back. I don’t even know why I like you so much. even if I’ve been trying to move on for the past two months, I still like you.” You ranted to him, finally letting all the bottled-up emotions. You looked at him trying to find a sense of even understanding or pity as much as you would have hated that, you hated the blank and shocked face he wore more.

“Y-you like me?” He asked a dumbfounded look on his face. You scoffed, angry tears still falling on your face. “Yeah, I do. I’ve liked you for years and you think of me as a sister, end of the story. Let’s leave before this gets more awkward than it already is.”

You pushed him aside and stepped back as you kicked the locked door open. The door fell and you were about to run far far away from this hellhole of a closet, but then an arm stopped you. Bakugo pulled you back inside the closet and held you on your shoulders.

“Did you mean that? That you fucking like me?” He questioned you with such seriousness that you wanted to throw up. This is what you feared, things becoming awkward between you two. With fingernails digging in your palm, you replied “Just forget it, Bakugo. Let me go and we can forget this ever happened.”

Bakugo’s hold on your shoulders just tightened, “Do you like me, Y/n?”. You looked at him straight in the eye, tears still falling down your face, to see what the fuck he was up to, but all you could see were serious eyes and pursed lips. You sighed, swatting away Bakugo’s grip on your shoulder.

“Yeah, I do. I like you a lot. And if you have a problem with that mayb-“

“I like you too, Y/n.” He suddenly said, making you stop talking and your heart stops beating.

You stared at him and were about to ask him if he thought this was funny, but he thought of that already. “I’m not fucking joking don’t even think that. I like you, a whole lot. Since we went to that carnival three years ago. And I’m sure of my feelings so don’t ask that either.”

You stared at him, heart skipping beats that you thought you were gonna go in cardiac arrest. You gulped away the awkwardness and the thoughts. With flaming cheeks and teary-eyed you spoke, “S-so are we a couple now or something...”

He smiled an actual smile. He reached for your hand and brought it near his lips, and he kissed them. “Yeah, yeah we are.”

At this point, your face was like it was on fire and all the anger and sadness were replaced by unimaginable joy.

“C’mon let’s go back to the dorms, my s/o,” Bakugo said, grinning widely, grabbing your shoulders and making your heart skip beats. And as you take one step out of the closet (with the broken lock) you snapped out of it and remembered the surprise for Bakugo.

“Bak-Katsuki!” you exclaimed saying his first name since you guys are together now (The thought making your knees weak). “We actually were planning a surprise birthday party for you, and we should’ve gone there about like I don’t know 20 minutes ago??” You panicked, thinking that all Kirishima’s planning went to waste.

“Tch, let them be. It’s my birthday I can spend it how I’d like. And I wanna watch movies with my s/o” He replied smiling at you idiotically. Your eyes widened and you cleared your throat to cover your squeal, “Okay, then can I hold your hand then...”

This time it was Bakugo’s turn to blush as he nods. You reach for his hand and slowly intertwined your fingers. And at this point, both of your faces were flaming. You looked at each other and shyly looked away. Holding hands had never been more intimate.

“Let’s go?” You asked, smiling at him.

“Let’s go,” he replied, squeezing your hand softly.

Kirishima who was hiding nearby let out a smile, “Glad that worked out...”

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