"Katsu," began Y/n. "You can let go of my hand now. We're being led to our table. You've been holding my hand for the past ten minutes. It gross. It's sweaty. Control your sweat, sweaty boi."
Katsuki threw down her hand and stomped off to the table with a "hmph".
As they sat down, Y/n tried to conversate with him.
"Katsu, talk to me."
"I'm sorry, okay? Plz just talk."
"Katsuki Bakugou talk. Now."
"Why the fuck won't you talk, you bitchass?"
She whipped out her trusty sidekick. Her phone. Opening up the messages app, she clicked the first name.
Katsubabe
Y/N
TALK TO ME
PLEASE
IM SORRY ABOUT WHAT DSOD
**SIAD
***SAID
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TALK TO ME
Katsubabe
What the fuck are those?
"Stop sending me weird ass gifs," Katsu said.
"OH MY FUCKING GOSH! YOU SAY JIFS? WHO THE FUCK SAYS THAT? IT'S G-I-F! Guh-If. Get it right, noob."
"Shut the fuck up and order."
"Breadsticks please!"
●○•°°•○●
"So, uhh, Y/n. You wanna do this again sometime?" he asked, his face illuminated by the yellow glow of the streetlamp outside while they were waiting for Mr. Bakugou.
"Sure! I'd love to! I had a lot of fun today, Katsuki," Y/n responded.
"Yeah, me too."
Just then, a red convertible showed up, parking right un front of them. The window rolled down to reveal Mr. Bakugou.
The h/c girl's mouth hung open in shock.
"Dayum, Katsuki. How many cars do you guys own? Wait, no. How rich are you?"
He grunted as he climbed in the backseat. Y/n following after.
°•○●○•°
"Well, anyways, thanks for today, Katsu."
"Yeah."
Just as Katsuki was about to turn around and leave, Y/n pushed her face forward and her lips landed onto his. She pulled back after a couple of milliseconds.
"Bye Katsu!" she shouted, her face a deep red. She slammed the door shut and, not to the knowledge of Katsuki, collapsed on the floor.
"I'm such a fucking idiot. Why the fuckertons did I do that! My life is ruined. Death, take me now," she kept on mumbling to herself.
"Y/n! Did you just kiss that boy?!" Her mother screeched.
She nodded sheepishly.
°•○●●○•°
Katsuki Bakugou walked back to the car. His face was a mixture of happiness, which was extremely rare, and confusion. Why did she do that?
"My little boy is growing up so fast," beamed his dad as Katsuki got into the front seat.
