A BNHA writing blog - requests are always open! Meet the team! Matchup Mondays, Fic Fridays and Slutty Saturdays (8-11 EST every week). I still think we need to talk about how Kaminari passed the written part of the entrance exam.
Katsuki Bakugo wasn't sure exactly when it started, but he was pretty sure he hated your guts.
It started during the first few days of school. You turned towards him, desk only a foot away from his, and smiled so brightly that it made his chest hurt. He thought he was sick, and after a useless trip to the nurse's office, found himself at the peak of health. It happened again not too long after, when you laughed at Dunce Face's stupid joke. He had felt his chest again, as well as a rush of heat to his ears. And the symptoms continued for months, still persisting. There was only one explanation to these weird reactions.
Katsuki hated you so much that it made his body react, too.
He glowered at you from across the classroom, watching you toss your head back as laughter spilled from your lips. One of your hands was grasping onto Dumb Hair's arm, and the sharp-toothed red head didn't seem to be complaining about it one bit. "Tch." Katsuki clicked his tongue, feeling that familiar pang once more before turning his gaze towards the window.
"Getting jealous again, are we?" Raccoon Eyes nudged his arm, wiggling her eyes between him and you.
"Hell no. What would I be jealous about? Over some shitty nobody? Yeah, right." Despite having just averted his gaze, Katsuki's ruby eyes tracked you down once more. You had removed your hand - thank hell - but instead of seeing your turned away face, the hot-headed boy met your steady gaze. He held it for a moment, and you titled your head at him. Almost curiously. Then you smiled, and that awful thump happened again. He turned back to the window, grinding his teeth together.
Yup. There was no better explanation. He really, really didn't like you.
And with all of his great fuckin' luck, he just had to have been caught "staring" at you by his "friends."
"Oh, to be young and in love!" Dunce Face dramatically pressed his hand to his forehead, swaying from side to side before falling gracefully into Racoon Eyes' arms. "Kiss me, Bakugou!" He said in a false falsetto, followed by a series of kissing noises. The pair erupted into giggles and shrieks as Katsuki sent a warning glare in their direction.
"I'm not in love. I hate her, remember?"
Racoon Eyes shook her head, propping herself up from the ground. "That's what you think. Have you ever even thought about the possibility that you might... gasp... have a crush?"
Katsuki didn't respond, only grumbling incoherently as he stared down at the book in his hands. It was supposed to be a study session, with Katsuki on the couch and the two idiots sitting in front of him, their homework splayed out on the coffee table in a jumbled mess.
"C'mon, Mina. That would mean Bakugo has a hear- ow." Dunce Face rubbed the back of his head, still registering that he was just smacked with Katsuki's heavy book. "Hey, you'll regret that."
Katsuki grinned. "Yeah? I'd like to see you fuckin' try."
Dunce Face's attention flitted elsewhere, and that dumb grin spread across his face. He held up his hand. "Y/N! Just in time! Come join us!"
Katsuki froze, eyes narrowing. "Stop fucking with me, Sparky. We both know you-re just-"
He felt your hands on his shoulders first, then the smell of your perfume. It was fruity and sweet, like some kind of strawberry shortcake. "Hey! Are you guy's studying? I'd love to join, if that's okay!"
He couldn't do anything. His mouth had dried up, body frozen as it tried to catch up with his brain. His breath caught in his throat. When your hands lifted from his shoulders, he almost sighed out of disappointment. Him. Out of all people. And it hit him like a truck that maybe, just maybe, those two damn idiots might've been right. For the first and last time in their lives.
You didn't wait for a response, instead hopping over the couch cushions and sitting beside Katsuki. He couldn't even look at you straight, only sparing you a side-glance and offering a mumbled "what's up."
What's up? He doesn't ever say stuff like that, and his ears began to burn. His two so-called friends exchanged a look. You didn't seem to notice, instead leaning closer to Katsuki to get a better look at his book. "Hey! What are you studying? Literature? That's one of my favorite classes."
You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, and his breath caught in his throat as he finally looked at your face as you stared down at the book in his hands.
You were beautiful. He always knew, deep down, you were pretty. But it hit him so much harder when you were right beside him, eyes glittering as they studied something, pink lips curling into a soft and natural smile. You were so different compared to him; soft, polite, understanding. He was an ass.
Your eyes moved upwards, and he quickly averted his gaze, hoping you didn't catch him staring. Racoon Eyes cleared her throat. "You know, I think I forgot that book in my room. Right, Kaminari? Didn't you forget yours, too?"
"Huh? No, I have it right-"
"KAMINARI. Didn't. You. Forget. It?"
Those two brain cells of his finally rubbed together. "Oh! Oh yes, I did. Darn! Let's go together to grab our books, Mina! We'll be right back!" Dunce Face was robotic, standing up and marching out of the living room towards the dorms. Racoon Eyes was right on his heels, sparing a thumbs-up at Katsuki before disappearing behind the doorframe.
"Damn idiots."
"Yeah, sometimes. But that's what makes them fun, right?"
Katsuki snapped his head to you, eyes wide. That may have been the meanest thing he had ever heard you say, and that was saying a lot. "Uh... Yeah, I guess. Sometimes."
"So, while we're waiting for them, what do you want to talk about?"
You had the ball in his court, and Katsuki wasn't sure how to play. He felt clammy and weird, his chest doing that weird thing again. Except this time, it was worse. It felt like his heart was working overtime."You had the ball in his court, and Katsuki wasn't sure how to play. He felt clammy and weird, his chest doing that weird thing again. Except this time, it was worse. It felt like his heart was working overtime.
"Oh, maybe that wasn't the best way to start. Sorry, I'm just nervous." You smiled sheepishly, scratching at your cheek and moving your eyes elsewhere.
"Nervous? Why?"
"Well... We don't really talk too much with one another, right? I was just trying to learn more about you, I guess."
You wanted to know more. About him.
"I like spicy food." Katsuki blurted out. He didn't really think about the words, just letting them escape mindlessly. "I like food so spicy that it hurts. I used to make this hot curry for my mom and dad, and one time my dad couldn't get past the first bite because he complained it was going to burn off his taste buds. But I called bullshit."
The silence only stretched for a few seconds, but to Katsuki, it felt like an eon. Then, you laughed. It was the first time you had ever laughed at something he said. Not Dunce Face, not Hair-For-Brains. Him. Katsuki Bakugo. It was like bells, light and airy. Soon, he was chuckling beside you. Your laugh was contagious.
"I also like spicy food, but maybe not that spicy. I also really like sweet stuff."
"Like strawberries?"
You tilted your head at him. That curious tilt. "Yeah! How did you know? That's my favorite."
"You smell like strawberries."
Oh shit. Oh, fuck. That sounded so weird, and by the time the words registered in Katsuki's brain, they had already left his lips. And now you heard them too, and you also probably thought he was weird, and shit fuck god damnit-
"Oh! You have a really great sense of smell! It's a new shampoo. I think you're the first to point it out!"
"Yeah, it's pretty fucking strong. It smells good, though! I wasn't saying you smelt bad or anything like that, just that it was the first thing I noticed when you came up. Shit, not that I'm saying I sniff you or something fucking weird like that, just-" Katsuki was stuck rambling, and he wished for lightning to strike him down.
You placed a hand on his arm, and Katsuki zipped right up. "Hey, that's amazing that you noticed that! Honestly, you have a scent too. But yours isn't strawberries. Sorry to burst your bubble." Now you were joking with him. You started giggling at your own joke, and Katsuki wanted to bury his face in his hands to hide the redness spreading across his cheeks. How were you so goddamn cute?
"Damn. Don't know how I'll survive." He sounded too dry, but you didn't seem to mind as you graced him with your laughter. And then, something popped up in his brain. If he did have a "crush", then maybe he should just...
"Hey, have you heard of that new cafe that just opened last week? It's supposed to have a whole strawberry menu. Or some shit like that. Seasonal thing or whatever."
You perked up, eyes having that familiar sparkle. "Really? That sounds amazing! Maybe I can ask Mina and Jiro to come with me, or even Uraraka. She'd probably love it, too!"
Katsuki deflated, but only a bit. "Yeah, those are good ideas. But I bet someone else might wanna go with you."
"Oh, yeah? I guess it wouldn't be nice to leave Kirishima out, since he likes strawberries, too. Or maybe you mean Sero? He always talks about trying new foods. Oh! How about..." You were rambling now, listing off classmates to join you. But the only one you never mentioned was Katsuki. And it was starting to frustrate him. He kept his cool, up until you just had to mention-
"Midoriya could come, too! He's always so-"
"Hell, will you please shut up? I was trying to ask you out on a date!"
It was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. Your eyes widened, mouth dropping open in shock as you just... stared at him. And Katsuki Bakugo quickly realized he fucked up. "God damnit, I didn't mean to yell at you. Fuck, I was just trying to-"
"Yes. Yes, I'll go with you."
He snapped his neck so quickly towards you, he was surprised it didn't break. "What? Really?"
"Katsuki. Of course, I'll go with you. I think it would be really fun. And I was being honest when I said I wanted to get to know you better."
"Oh... Okay. Great. That's great."
You glanced around the room. "How about now?"
"Now? Hell yeah. Let's go. Fuck the study group."
Katsuki bolted out of his seat a bit too excitedly, and you stifled back a grin. No need in embarrassing him. You pushed yourself up, grabbing his arm once more. "C'mon. Dessert's on me today. But I'll expect you to pay for both of us next time."
Next time. You were already planning for a next time before the "this time" had begun. Katsuki couldn't stop his grin, standing up a bit straighter. "I think I can deal with that. Let's go. We don't have all day."
It wasn't until weeks later that Katsuki actually asked you out. Officially. But it only took him a day to find out that Kaminari and Mina had made a bet about the first date, with Mina declared the winner. Let's just say her winnings benefitted Katsuki more than her.
Especially since he ended up taking the cash for himself and your guy's second date. Thanks, Mina.
i think its funny that so many people draw kirishima taller when in fact, bakugou has 2 centimeters on the guy. i think it's cause he slouches so much, maybe even kirishima is convinced he's taller
Mineta didn’t know how long his world had been dark. How long it had been since that monster swallowed him in black. His memories were slowly fading, becoming fuzzy around the edges before disappearing entirely. There was only one thing he could remember. Deku, flying through the sky. He called out to him, desperately, tears forming in his eyes.
“I fell for you,” he whispered to himself, repeating his own words. His last words. “When you were scared and sweating buckets.”
Suddenly, the world regained color. Mineta blinked once, twice, three times before it came back into focus. There was a man in front of him. An angel, he realized, though he wasn’t sure how he knew. The angel caught his eye, looking surprised for a moment before realization dawned on him. He spread an arm, gesturing to the eternity around them.
“Welcome,” he said, pity in his eyes, “to turbo hell.”
Me at 11pm on the 29th: Dang, I totally blanked on Kaminari's birthday. Oh well, I'll sketch something quick tomorrow.
Me on the 30th: *bombarded with notifications about Shinsou's birthday on the 1st* ...Heck.
Anyway, enjoy cyberpunk stuff! I will likely upload a new chapter for Recursion Circuit either later today or tomorrow as well.
