Broken Bonds {Kiribaku-Bakushima}

Fake

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/fāk/

adjective

1. not genuine; counterfeit.

"fake designer clothing"

"Mom, I'm home!" I call walking into the house. 

"I'm in the kitchen!" I walk in and she gives me a hug. "Where did you go?" 

"I went to go hang out with Sero actually and I asked him out on a date," I tell her. 

"Really? Do you think you're ready for that?" She asks. 

"Yes, I think I'm ready," 

"Oh honey that's amazing!" She exclaims, hugging me tightly. "When is it? Oh please let me help you get ready," She begs. 

"Sure mom, it's tonight, he's picking me up at 6," I tell her. 

"Oh my gosh! We have no time to waste, come on!" She grabs my hand and runs upstairs into her room. "Okay first things first, grab a shower and use all my nice soap," I nod and go into the bathroom. I slip off my clothes and start the shower. I glance in the mirror and my eyes widen. 

I forgot about all the hickeys....

They're all over me, along my collarbone and down my chest, on my breasts and stomach. There are even a few on my legs. I cannot let my mom see these, there's no explanation for them, at least not one that I can tell her. I get into the shower and wash my hair, trying to rub the soap and hot water over my bruises in hopes that maybe they go away?

My hopes are not high. I finish up my shower and dry myself off with a towel. I  take my mom's expensive moisturizer and rub it all over myself then wrap the towel strategically around myself to hide the hickeys. 

"I'm done," I announce, coming out of the bathroom. 

"Okay, what are you thinking for outfits? I have plenty of beautiful dresses that you can try on!" She exclaims, going over to her closet. 

"How about a turtleneck?" I suggest. To cover my bruises....

"Oh, that would be cute! I think I have a nice brown on tin here somewhere," She says, routing through her closet. She pulls out a warm brown sweater and tosses it towards me. She throws me a pastel yellow skirt as well. "Try these on," She instructs. I go back into the bathroom and change. 

"I like them," I say, coming out. 

"OOooooo! You're adorable! Here let me do your hair and makeup!" She pulls me over to her vanity and and starts brushing my hair. "Hun this is going to be so good for you, I'm glad you're starting to feel better," She says, picking up the curling iron. 

"Thanks mom," I try for smile but it falls a little short. I don't think she noticed though. She finishes curling my hair and puts it into two low pigtails. She does some sort of makeup, I can't really tell what, I'm not great at makeup. I do know that my face is significantly sparklier then before. 

"All done!" She exclaims. I put on my glasses and stand up. "Do a twirl!" I turn in a circle and she squeals. "You look perfect, you're going to have so much fun," 

"Thanks mom," I hear a knock at the door and my mom pushes me downstairs. 

"Go get him, honey!" She whisper shouts. I sigh and go over to the door. 

"Hey Sero," I greet him, smiling. 

"Hey!" He hands my a rose. 

"Awe thanks, this is really nice," I exclaim. My mom comes over and takes the rose from me, pushing me out the door a little. 

"Have fun you two, and be safe!" She closes the door behind us. 

"Sorry about her, she's very enthusiastic about me branching out and moving on," 

"I get that, I'm just surprised you asked me out. I really thought I had messed everything up between us," 

"No, I was just surprised is all," He smiles. We get into the car and I quickly gain control of the radio, blasting Demi Lovato the whole way to the restaurant. We arrive at the cheap Chinese place that we used to go to all the time and find a seat at the back. 

"So, how have you actually been these past few weeks?" Sero asks. 

"I'm okay, it was rough at first but it's gotten better now," Now that I know he's not gone. 

"I can't believe it's already been a month that he's been gone, it feels like just yesterday we were all hanging out together," 

"I'd really rather not talk about Bakugou. Tonight is about the two of us, not him. He's in the past," I put my hand his and he blushes. We order food, and Sero goes with whatever I get which isn't a great decision since I have a stomach of steel and I like spicy stuff. Like really spicy stuff, I used to eat it with Bakugou and at first I couldn't eat it but he loved it so much that I eventually got used to it and now I love it. It reminds me of him. Our food comes and Sero takes a bite of his. 

"Ahhh! Hot!" He exclaims, taking a big gulp of water. His face turns red. 

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" 

"Why are you laughing, it's not funny!" I slide my water across to him and watch him struggle with the heat. I  eat my own food quickly while I watch him suffer. I shouldn't be laughing but I can't help it. I guess Bakugou rubs off on me more than I realize. 

We finish dinner and Sero drives me to a nearby ice cream place. He gets a big cone to soothe his burning tongue and I get nothing. I'm not really an ice cream person. 

"Hey Kiri?" He asks, sitting down at one of the tables behind the ice cream parlour. 

"Yeah?" I sit down beside him. 

"You look really nice tonight," 

"Awe thanks, it's all my mom. She insisted that I dress up and she did my makeup for me. You know I don't know anything about makeup," 

"Well she did a good job," I smile. "Kiri?" He asks again. 

"Yeah?" 

"Would you like to be my girlfriend?" 

"Um, okay,"