WHERE ARE YOU? You wish you knew the answer to that question, but you'd ran out and were now in the middle of a random street like a lunatic. It didn't help that it started raining. You sighed and accepted your own misjudgment; pulling out your phone and getting an Uber home.As you sat in the backseat of the cab, thoughts began to consume your conscious. Would he like the gift? Would he even open it? Why am I so lonely? What of he thinks it's a stupid gift? You raised the volume on your phone, blasting music in your earphones while also making sure it wasn't high enough to leak out sound. Trying to get your mind off things, you began to think of Kyoko. Hopefully, she'd finally get the hint that Hikaru liked her back and to realize the difference between friends and crushing—but even as you tried to drift your thoughts away from it, one thing lingered and couldn't go. If Kyoko and Hikaru became a couple, what would that mean for you? You'd be the permanent third wheel in the 'friend group'. It didn't help that you already felt like an alien while they weren't together. Though, your prince in red eyes saved you from going into a pit of spiraling thoughts.
MESSAGES NEW
him <3:
Thanks.Unbeknownst to you, it took about 10 minutes of typing and retyping for him to actually send the message, compromising on a singular word.
MESSAGES NEW
him <3:
Can we talk? In person.Shit.
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There was an invisible barrier of tension separating the two of you, with the table in between the two of your chairs further accentuating it. Bakugou had that look on his face that you could only describe as...the psychologist face. Someone that knew something about you. Someone that knows. Therapists, psychologists and the like always frightened you a bit. The idea of someone knowing so much about your innermost problems and thoughts made you feel like you were inferior—even if it was a competition about who knew yourself the most, between you and a random.
"Why?" Bakugou began speaking, he didn't seem like the person to wait and let the conversation slowly get to the point, everything was fast and direct for that man.
"I'm not blind. I see how you stand a bit farther from everyone. I see how you look like you have so much you want to say in a conversation but you don't say hold your tongue."
Your eyes averted as you felt like he was peeling off your skin, revealing all your hidden away insecurities and self doubts.
"...you probably have a lot of shit going on, and it'd be stupid of me to act like you should just dump it all now, so I'll say this and I'll only say it once. You're important. To me. To everyone else. If you ever feel anything other than that, or you feel lonely, just...call me or anyone. Talk to someone. You can't keep this shit inside forever."
*His hand went to your jaw, gently lifting it up to look him straight in his vermillion eyes.
"Even if someone makes you feel like you don't matter, or you don't belong, then fuck 'em. Besides, I'm sure those two you hang around with would kill anyone for that anyway and so would I. I'm the only guy whose opinion about you matters, right?"
He tried to lighten up the mood with a smirk, causing you to laugh but pause as you could feel him get closer to you. The cafe was relatively empty. Bakugou's fingers gently guided your eyelids to close as he connected your lips with his, in a small, quick and chaste kiss.
"And if you wanna kiss me, don't chicken out with those pussy cheek kisses."
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A/N: So that was it. Yes, the ending is rushed but that's mostly because I've just fallen out of interest for this fic :/ I didn't really have any kind of direction for it, just writing as I go. I already have a plan for a new fic (which will have a lot more planning and direction) but it felt wrong to not at least end the story with a real kiss. If I ever revisit this fic, I'll probably tie up the plot holes, but let's just pretend that Kyoko and Hikaru get together and so does Bakugou and the reader and everyone lives happily ever after and there's confetti and stuff :] I also posted a oneshot on my AO3 under the same username, and it's been getting some good attention, so I recommend you check it out!

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FanfictionYou're L/N Y/N, a top student at Itan Private High School, a school that specializes in writing and interviews. After every U.A. Sports Festival, the top student of Itan Private High interviews the Top 3, a long tradition between the two schools. Th...