Bakugou Katsuki is part of the Mafia. He is the boss and the most feared man. He has his team and they together are the strongest Mafia ever. Anyone who dares go against them has a death wish. But there is one thing that not many people know about...
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"So the theme is formal. Make sure you have a model picked out by the end of the week. So then you will have 3 weeks to get your outfit ready. Your model cannot be joined with someone else. Any questions?" The teacher of my classes asked. "No." We all shook our heads. "Great! Have a great day everyone." We all got up and I went to find Adrien.
I found Adrien surrounded by other fashion designers asking him to be their model. "I'm so sorry-no-I-" "Guys," I announced making them all look at me. "He's my model. Now back off." I announced, grabbing Adrien's arm. "Thanks, Marinette. They were all swarming me like bees." I giggled. "Well, you are an amazing model." I winked making him chuckle. "You're done for the day right?" "Yep. Now off to the cafe." "Great! I might drop by later today." "Alright. I'll see you later. Bye." "Later."
"Hey, girl!" "Hey, Samantha." I waved and went to the back to grab my apron. After putting on my apron I went and took the cash register. "Hello! How may I help you?" "Can I get a strawberry pastry?" "Of course! Will that be all?" "Yes please." "Great! That will be $1." "Here you go." "Thank you. Your order will be called up." I smiled and nodded.
"Hi! What can I help you with-" I looked up to see the two guys from yesterday. "Oh hi! You guys came back!" "Yeah, your stuff is amazing! And Bakubro here wanted to see-Ouch! What the heck was that for?" "Just fucking order." "Right um...same as yesterday please." "Sure! That will be $3 please." "Of course." "My name is Kirishima by the way." "Oh sweet. I'm Marinette!" "Sweet name." "Let's go." His friend said and walked off to a table. "Oh..." "Sorry, he's a bit grumpy." "No worries. I'll get your orders ready!"
Bakugou's POV:
"Can you stop fucking talking to her?" "Why? She's a nice girl." "I know. But you don't need to talk to her." "So who's going to talk to her? You don't even order your own stuff." I narrowed my eyes at him. "Whatever," I muttered. I looked to the side to see Marinette coming to us with our stuff. She was cute and clumsy. Her tongue was sticking out, trying to focus on walking. She was so close to us until... "Hey, Marinette!" "Adrien." She stopped walking to talk to this blonde-haired, green-eyed guy. She laughed and giggled with him making me clench my fist. He leaned in closer and put his hand on her shoulder making her blush.
"Oi! I'm still waiting for my damn coffee!" I yelled out making her jump. I glared at them and she blushed red and quickly walked over to us. "I'm so sorry. He's my classmate." "It's fine-" "No, it's fucking not. Next time, do your fucking job and don't talk to fucking other people." "Bakugou! What the fuck is your problem?! Ignore him." "I...I'm so sorry again." She mumbled and walked off. "What is wrong with you?" "Nothing." "She was just talking with someone. We're not even in a rush." "...." "sigh...I don't know what the heck is going on. But you can't act like that again." "Whatever..."
"Alright, I'm going now! Yes...I'll get home safe! Bye!" I looked to the side to see Marinette walking out of the cafe. "Hey." "Oh! H-Hi...What are you doing here?" "I wanted to say sorry." "For.." "For earlier. I shouted at you. I'm sorry." "It's ok. I shouldn't have been talking while on the job." "No, I was overreacting." "It's fine." "Bakugou." I gave her my hand. "....Marinette." She smiled big and shook my hand.
Her hand was so soft and small. It was warm too. I held it for a bit too long until she pulled it out of my hold. "So...I have to go home. I got homework." She muttered. "Let me walk you back." "No no, it's ok! I swear!" "It's fine. It's late now. And you live a little far." "How do you know?" She asked taking a step back. "I'm just assuming. Do you?" "....yes..." "Great! Let me walk you home!" I grabbed her wrist gently and pulled her with me. "Um...you don't know where I live.." "Right. You lead the way." "....Ok..."
"So you're in University?" "Yes!" "What are you studying?" "Fashion. I'm in love with fashion." "That's cool." "What about you?" "Hm?" "Are you studying or..." "I work." "Oh, that's cool. What do you work as? "Business...." "Wow! That's awesome. That's why you came with a headache yesterday?" "Sure." I shrugged. "How old are you?" She asked looking up at me with her big bluebell eyes. "24...you?" I already knew her age but I wanted her to tell me. "Wow...I'm 20! You're old." She giggled. "Nah....I'm just 4 years older." I chuckled. "When I'm 24 you'll be 28." "Yep." "Woah...."
"Well...I'm here!" "Great." "Thanks for walking me." "Anytime." "See you tomorrow?" "Of course." I nodded. I pulled her hand up and laid a kiss on it while looking deep into her eyes. "...I-uh..g-good night!" She ran to the building. "Good night, Blueberry.....You'll be mine soon."
