𝒯exts + writing with fwb!bakugo
bakugo sighed, and looked at his phone. he was ready to go and you were taking entirely too long. he’d been working on not blowing up at people, buuuut you were pushing some buttons.
“screw it, i’m going up.”
mina turned her head upon hearing this, she slyly smiled.
this was her plan all along.
she had purposely hid your purse, hoping you’d forget it and go look for it. and since you wouldn’t be able to find it you’d naturally take longer, which would piss bakugo off.
“noo bakugo, she’ll find it!”
mina said, dragging out her words, giving them a sarcastic edge.
mina nudged kaminari in the side, not breaking eye contact with bakugo, so he wouldn’t notice. all while murmuring something along the lines of ‘shut it kaminari’
“nah, raccoon eyes i tried, I’m out.”
bakugo turned to walk away, i mean who did you think you were? slowing around and wasting time. if no one else was gonna hurry you up, he would.
“you must be worried about her then?”
mina blurted out and watched proudly as bakugo abruptly stopped upon hearing her words.
mina yelled out to katsuki as he walked away and disappeared into the UA dormitory.
as he arrived at the 4th floor of the dormitory, he went to your door and walked right in, since the door was never locked.
you turned around, spooked, it was nearly twelve in the morning and you weren’t expecting company.
“katsuki? you scared me.”
“it’s bakugo to you. and you were taking too long, i figured i’d find it myself.”
“well that won’t be necessary, i’m not planning on buying anything anyways.”
he mumbled a sly ‘yea right’ to you, and opened your closet door.
as he opened it, the small purse rolled out the messy closet and right into his hands.
he asked holding it up, with his usual over confident smile on his lips.
all you could do was sigh and murmur a small thanks. to be fair you’d never been good at finding things.
you began walking back to the car, somehow, you’d got onto his phone, and now you were on his playlists.
“wow, i knew you were just like me but, this is almost obnoxious.”
he laughed at your words, you? he, katsukj bakugo, was just like you? no, it was the other way around and of course no one could convince him otherwise.
he was still cackling before you asked him,
“i’m like you? you’re like me, dork.”
he finally put together words after literally laughing in your face, and then called you a dork just to top it off.
you say, rolling your eyes, the corner of your mouth couldn’t resist but to curl up a bit.
“from the clothes to the music, you’re like me.”
he said while looking you up and down.. your all black outfit did kinda seem like him. It’s not like he owns black clothes though. right?
“ok, wait. music? fine, whatever, but clothes? ive literally never seen you wear anything but sweats and maybe a hoodie.”
“you just haven’t seen my closet yet.”
you say smiling sweetly, to be fair, you knew what you were doing with that line. i mean.. he walked right into it.
a/n : there’s barely any texts next part is gonna be all texts + posts on twitter i swear anyways i lowk hate the last part but i think this one makes up for it!!! also bc i called him katsuki so soon i tried to play into it js lmk! im new to writing fics and publishing them, its usually just for fun so tips are appreciated 💜
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