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JJK Men Perfect First Date

Part 1

Who would you choose to go on a first date with?

Part 2 ✨

Nanami Kento : Beach Date

Nanami adores nature, so most likely he would take you to the beach, so both of you can enjoy the peace the beach brings.

You would start your date with a walk on the shoreline feeling the warm sand beneath your feet.

You would collect seashells that you'd keep forever as a symbol of your first date.

You came fully prepared with delicious food, snacks, refreshing drinks, a blanket to keep you warm in the evening and books.

You'd watch the waves roll in, the sound of the water brings you tranquility and encourages you to express your love.

You'd watch the sunset together, you sitting between his legs, your head on his chest as the blanket covers both of you.

He would whisper sweet nothings, play with your hair and reads you his favorite lines from his favorite books.

“Your touch is warm like sand, your love is deep like an ocean that I crave to understand”.

Gojo Satoru: Fancy dinner date

This man likes to show off on his first date, so of course he would spoil you and spend his money on you.

He would take you to an elegant restaurant with a modern architecture.

Would probably reserve the whole restaurant for both of you so you can enjoy your intimate time together without people being loud around you.

Your table would be adorned with red rose petals and scented candles that helps both of you relax.

The candles soft glow adds to the romantic touch.

The soft live music in the background adds to the experience making it unforgettable.

Would bring you a bouquet of roses with another expensive gift.

Satoru works hard for the first date impression, he wants you to fall head over heels for him.

“This bouquet of roses pales in comparison to the radiant beauty you exude”

Toji Fushiguro: Stargazing

Toji would admire the night sky and most importantly admire..you.

A blanket spread on the ground with some soft cushions so you can lay comfortably.

You'd lay your head on his chest while he lays on his back, his hand softly caressing yours as both of your eyes glued to the night sky.

To ward off the chilly night breeze, you'd bring with you some warm beverages.

A soft playlist of music instrumentals is playing in the background, taking you to another dimension.

You'd count starts, and give them names. If you're lucky enough you may witness a meteor shower.

Comfortable silence is cherished between both of you, just humming softly enjoying each other's company.

When you're in the mood to talk, you may share stories, myths or general opinion so you can get to know each other better.

You may share your first kiss as well.

You'd make a wish everytime you see a fallen star.

“As the star descends, my wish for our love to ascend to new heights reaching the edges of the universe”

Geto Suguru: Casual coffee date.

Nothing is better than a simple date that would bring you closer to each other without being overwhelmed.

The space is cozy and eases any initial temsions.

Geto would greet you with a warm big bear hug, that heals all of your stress.

Both of you would choose a corner booth, so you can get some privacy.

The corner is adorned with fairy lights and plants that makes the atmosphere more relaxed and cozy.

The aroma of freshly ground coffe beans envelops both of you.

As you sip your warm drinks, the conversation effortlessly flows.

You'd talk about everything, your interests , your experiences, you dreams and ambitions.

You'd exchange loving glances, and genuine smiles.

He may hold your hand as well and run his thumb on your soft skin.

“Your company is incredibly comforting, I already feel at ease around you”

[kingkaisen]

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄

headcanons about kento nanami being insanely protective over you, his sweet wife . . . ♡

Typically, Nanami is a calm, cool, and collected individual. However, that changes drastically if someone’s bothering you.

Be it an annoying cashier or a first grade curse, no one messes with Mrs. Nanami.

For ordinary, aggravating people, all it takes is them seeing that muscular, pissed-off man approaching, and they run off as fast as they can.

Nanami trained for hours upon hours to become stronger in order to protect you, which is how he managed to become so buff.

If you’re a sorcerer as well, Nanami insists upon the two of you doing as many missions together as possible.

He’s not a whiny kid, so he won’t throw a fit if he can’t be right by your side, but he’ll definitely try to negotiate with the higher-ups at every given opportunity about it.

He knows you’re strong and that you can handle yourself, he knows that you don’t need his protection, but he still wants to be there for you.

He’d die for you without a second thought. Jump in harm’s way as a human shield without any care in regards to his own life.

Nanami is naturally insanely strong, of course, but if an enemy hurts you, even if it’s just a small scratch, he becomes an entirely different person.

He once slammed someone through several walls for kicking you in the stomach. They died instantly. And Nanami gently and carefully inspected your bruises after.

He does worry that he’ll somehow hurt you on accident, both directly and indirectly. He’s afraid that he’ll accidentally hurt you whenever he touches you, or that something bad will happen to you if he accidentally makes a mistake while on a mission.

Not only does your dear husband protect you from other people, but he’ll protect you from weather, dangerous objects, etc.

If it’s raining, he won’t hesitate to snatch off his jacket and put it over your head if you both forgot to bring an umbrella. He’ll also carry you across unavoidable puddles without you even asking.

If he notices a loose nail sticking out somewhere or a wobbly chair, he fixes it immediately just to make sure that you won’t get hurt.

When fighting, he might remove his tie. He might remove his jacket. But he will never remove his ring.

[thatgirlsza]

Mornings♡

Kento Nanami x fem reader

Morning fluff, play fighting, tickling

"Darling, wake up." His voice is strong and deep; it tickles your ears, and the tips go warm. It's surrounded by the sound of mourning doves sing your lover's tune. The bright yellow of the new-born sun pecking under the curtains is warming your room. You snuggle the bed sheets more, trying to convince Kento that waking up at this hour wasn't the best thing. But he doesn't buy it; instead, he straightens and puts his hand on his hips.

"Hey now, I know you are awake." He scolds not coldly, and you can feel the playfully tinge in his melodic voice. You try to hide a smile with the bedsheets, but he would never miss the sweet curl of your lips. "Hey, naughty girl. I said, Stop faking." Kento hunches over you, his big hands flowing under the bedsheets approaching unbeknownst to you. You snuggle more into the sheets, trying to hide from his playfully intense gaze, but are met by the pads of his fingers caressing and tickling along your stomach and ribs.

"Oh Kento, stop, I, hahaha ha!" You try to speak between laughs and soft pleas for him to stop his attention and warn you that you may pee yourself if he doesn't. He can't help himself, though. Your smile is as bright as the star that lights up the dark sky, a feat the sun cant accomplish. Seeing you laugh in his arms just makes him feel like the world outside could not exist and leave you to be for the rest of eternity.

Kento stops his attention, gliding his hands up your body and up to caress your cheeks as he brings his face down towards you. Your lips touch, and the soft plump of them heats up as they slide against one another. He pulls back reluctantly and looks at your soul through your glassy eyes. "So beautiful." He murmurs before indulging you both by locking lips and beginning to tangle yourselves in each other's limbs. And just like that, your plan to take a run together just fly out into the window.

[thatgirlsza]

Mornings♡

Kento Nanami x fem reader

Morning fluff, play fighting, tickling

"Darling, wake up." His voice is strong and deep; it tickles your ears, and the tips go warm. It's surrounded by the sound of mourning doves sing your lover's tune. The bright yellow of the new-born sun pecking under the curtains is warming your room. You snuggle the bed sheets more, trying to convince Kento that waking up at this hour wasn't the best thing. But he doesn't buy it; instead, he straightens and puts his hand on his hips.

"Hey now, I know you are awake." He scolds not coldly, and you can feel the playfully tinge in his melodic voice. You try to hide a smile with the bedsheets, but he would never miss the sweet curl of your lips. "Hey, naughty girl. I said, Stop faking." Kento hunches over you, his big hands flowing under the bedsheets approaching unbeknownst to you. You snuggle more into the sheets, trying to hide from his playfully intense gaze, but are met by the pads of his fingers caressing and tickling along your stomach and ribs.

"Oh Kento, stop, I, hahaha ha!" You try to speak between laughs and soft pleas for him to stop his attention and warn you that you may pee yourself if he doesn't. He can't help himself, though. Your smile is as bright as the star that lights up the dark sky, a feat the sun cant accomplish. Seeing you laugh in his arms just makes him feel like the world outside could not exist and leave you to be for the rest of eternity.

Kento stops his attention, gliding his hands up your body and up to caress your cheeks as he brings his face down towards you. Your lips touch, and the soft plump of them heats up as they slide against one another. He pulls back reluctantly and looks at your soul through your glassy eyes. "So beautiful." He murmurs before indulging you both by locking lips and beginning to tangle yourselves in each other's limbs. And just like that, your plan to take a run together just fly out into the window.

[peachsayshi]

Pre the “love you” first HCs, can you do a flirting hc of how the jjk boys would woo their crush before falling in love? ♥️

˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ how did they woo you before falling in love? (feat. gojo, geto, nanami)

minors / ageless blogs / blank blogs - do not interact

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags:  fluff; only soft things

notes: anon, I am so excited to write this request for you! if anyone wants to read the previous hc's you can find them here & here. I'm just writing this out for the characters that I already wore about.

˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Gojo

In the beginning, courting you was simple. Satoru would go all out by treating you to fancy dinner dates. He constantly surprised you with little gifts of flowers, chocolates, and jewelry. Throwing money as a way to earn your affection was easy, and he didn't have to think about making any effort when his feelings came wrapped up in a pretty bow.

In between the many text messages and phone calls, Satoru would spend any free moment he had with you, but he could tell that you were responding to his gestures with a forced smile. You've only been dating for a short while but you were suddenly unimpressed by everything he had to offer. The spark in your eyes started to fizzle and he knew that you might be reconsidering this relationship altogether.

He understands that he isn't the easiest man to love - he can't exactly commit himself to you, and he's usually inaccessible because of his duties as a sorcerer. There's nothing about Gojo's world that accommodates another person, but he moved mountains to make it happen.

"How about we stay in tonight?" he asked one evening, his arms circling your waist and his blue eyes taking in your shocked expression reflecting from the mirror.

"But...I'm already dressed..." you replied with confusion, looking at your outfit that you thoughtfully put together with disappointment.

"Trust me, I have a better idea..."

You were sitting on a stool, resting your elbows on the kitchen island while watching with intrigue as your lover, who is one of the wealthiest men in the country, struggle to cook a decent meal for you.

The apron barely fit Satoru's long torso, and his clothes were stained with oil and sauce. He spent a majority of the time complaining about why things weren't working correctly but you were smiling throughout the whole experience. By the end, your cheeks were killing you from how much you were laughing. Satoru made it across the finish line with his hair tousled and his cheeks red. The counters were a complete mess, and you even bit back a teasing comment about how terrible his plating looked.

Despite the chaos that he ensued, the food tasted absolutely delicious. You swallowed every bite as you stared at him with nothing but tender eyes. The vibrant smile plastered across his face wasn't his smug satisfaction for accomplishing this task but relief that the fading spark as blooming into a warm flame.

He wasn't going to lose you.

He made gentle love to you that night, listening to every breath and swallowing your pretty moans. He used the moment as opportunity to reconnect with your body, and in many ways, tether himself back to your heart.

Satoru Gojo earned your love. He fought hard to keep it by showing you that he was worth all the trouble.

Geto

Suguru's dates were a simple combination of getting together and talking. These intimate conversations strengthened your relationship, until there was nothing that you couldn't discuss. Suguru cracked open his skull, and you were met with a beautiful mind full of complex thoughts and emotions. He fascinated you in every way possible and wasn't afraid to express his real feelings.

He constantly reassured you that his heart was yours.

Even though you knew Suguru from the inside out at this point, there was still a level of mystery that surrounded him which kept things interesting. The man was the most spontaneous person you knew and that made him unpredictable. You learned over time that he never liked making solid plans, and approached dating you on what he was feeling rather than seeing it as something obligatory.

Your first trip together was planned out one afternoon in your bedroom. Suguru was just scrolling through his phone when he saw a small air bnb in the countryside that he liked. You kept every token from that weekend trip together. You visited a hot spring, hiked through beautiful nature pathways, and found the tiniest little restaurants that served the most delicious meals.

Your last night together was spent with the two of you snuggling in one another's arms while making love in between. He was keeping you close to his chest, his delicate fingers trailing your spine as he stared out the window watching a strip of warm color slice through the twilight sky.

"I don't want to leave," he whispered - his voice a little hoarse and exhausted from the long night.

You nuzzled into him, your leg tightening over his thigh as your hand finds his and you interlace your fingers.

"Maybe...maybe, we can stay one more night..." you sigh, feeling his thumb stroke the back of your hand lovingly.

You don't see the tick on his lip or the cheeky smile that follows soon after. He kisses the top of your head as he relaxes into the mattress.

"We've both got work tomorrow..."

"True, but I'm sure we can think of something..."

His chest vibrates when he chuckles and he releases a long exhale as he shifts his position. He turns to his side, curling his strong arm over your body and hugs you close to his torso. He's quite aware of how happy he is as he watches you fall asleep in his arms, and all he can think about is how he would gladly go to bed with you beside him every single night.

Suguru's courtship felt like an intimate waltz; from the moment he held your gaze, he lured you into a rhythmic dance that only ended on one note. The longer you swayed to the tune of his music, the more you realized that falling in love with a man like him was inevitable.

Nanami

Nanami's courtship of you reminded you an endangered love - one that was dwindling in such a fast paced culture. He approached dating you with a level of patience and in doing so, he wooed you in a way that left butterflies in your stomach and tingles up your spine.

Nanami wasn't shy about expressing his interest towards you and he was a gentleman in how he handled romancing you. He preferred taking you out on intimate dates - like cozy dinners, visits to museums or art galleries, and walks to the park. He had a keen interest in getting to know y ou, and was conscious about his behavior for the sake of your comfort.

Over time, you watched his personality unravel before your eyes. He had a way of making you laugh with his witty humor, and you soon learned that he was far more laid back than what he presented himself to be. His intelligence made for really interesting conversations, and he always spoke to you with the utmost respect. He had a way of making you feel protected and his restraint worked out in his favor because you felt safe enough to gamble your heart with him.

Then there was the other side to Nanami, the part of him that would appear on occasion with every teasing touch and flirtatious comment that left your cheeks scorching with heat. His eyes would darken with lust when he transitioned from the gentleman to charmer. Nanami's strong attention to detail had him reading your body language in a way that no man ever could. He took his time to figure out how to kiss you, to touch you, to fuck you and make love to you.

"Can I ask you a question?" you asked him the morning after you slept together for the first time.

He shifted his gaze away from his laptop and looked at you leaning against the wall. You were dressed in his white t-shirt, wearing nothing underneath except your underwear. Your fingers were clenched around the mug of tea that he gave you, and he quirked his brow at your sudden nervous demeanor.

"Anything you want."

You shifted your weight from one foot to the next. "It might be a stupid question..."

At this point your lover stood up from his seat. He walked over to you, placing both hands on your waist and giving you a light squeeze. He brought his lips down to your cheek where he planted a soft kiss, before casually asking, "what's on your mind?"

He finds it adorable when you question if this means that you're both committed to one another and Nanami doesn't even hide his gut wrenching smile when he gives you a sincere confirmation.

"I don't know about you," he teases, "but there has been no one else for me since we met."

"There has been no one else for me either!" you insist, "I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page before I go around and start calling you my boyfriend..."

"Boyfriend, huh?"

His tone is playful, but it's the way his voice deepens with that question that made your heart skip a beat.

"I mean, what else am I supposed to call you?"

His expression softens, and he's thankful that you can't see the thoughts running through his mind at that very moment.

"You can call me whatever you want, my love..." he replied with a kiss to your temple, knowing full well that he was working his way towards achieving a prospective title that would suit him better considering he was already picturing you as his wife.

[peachsayshi]

dating nanami kento means that sometimes he texts you after working overtime, checks in to see if you are up to hanging out for a bit. it catches you off guard because you’re never put together enough to greet him. you still prefer him seeing you after hours of working on effortless radiance but your heart can’t resist turning him away.

your worries dwindle when he shows up disheveled and tired, with his tie loose around his neck and his jacket hanging over his elbow. exhaustion weighs heavy on his face, crescents forming underneath his eyes as a reminder of the lateness of the hour but there’s a softness when he looks at you and a tiny smile lights up his face like he’s been kissed by the rising sun.

it’s breathtaking really - that expression of his that channels his handsome features and transcends everything else around you.

he wants you on his lap so your snuggled close, so you have the freedom to play with his hair while he rests his head back on the sofa. he touches your thigh, brushing his feather light fingers back and forth while you gently massage his scalp. this is when he’s vulnerable - when he’s open to communication about the things he bottles up. his voice is beautiful when he speaks, when he expresses his inner thoughts without any concerns. he occasionally squeezes your waist for reassurance, and you eventually rest your cheek on his strong shoulder while drawing circles on his chest to just listen for the most part.

gentle flames burn between the valves of your beating heart knowing that he trusts you so deeply, knowing that the words you share in the presence of the waxing and waning moon is what you hold most sacred, and you close your eyes for just a second to secretly whisper to the stars: I’m in love with him.

[nananamin-simp]

how they fck + mini drabble

geto 

note: mostly based on an amalgamation of smuts I’ve read and what they seem like they’d be into imo. 

Warning: size kink, coercion, corruption, edging | minors DNI

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[deltawrites]

Hey babe! 😘 D, K, and Q for Geto and Gojo please! Poly if you want, but can be separate if it's easier!

OH SHIT IT’S MY WIFE Imma do them separate this time around, hope that’s okay!

Gojo Satoru

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Yes and no. I don’t think he would settle down now given the state of the world and how he’s constantly being sent out on missions and busy teaching the next generation of sorcerers. When the world begins to progress and his ambitions are essentially seen through to the end, then I think he would consider settling down (if he already had a partner at that point).

He’s not terrible at cooking, but he’s not the best at cooking either. The most he can do is clean vegetables and maybe dice them up? Other than that it’s best to just have him on the sidelines. Cleaning on the other hand is different, I can see him being someone who will slowly accumulate a mess, but will tidy up once it reaches a certain level of clutter and inconvenience. 9/10 if you tell him to clean up he’ll legitimately forget to do it, the other times he’ll argue back that it’s not that messy. If you keep pushing him, he'll just get someone (ijichi or his students) to do it for him so that neither of you are arguing about it all day.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Depends on the situation. If you and him are swamped with work or other obligations, he’ll make sure to give you a quick peck whenever you pass each other as a small show of support and also as his self-proclaimed, well-earned incentive for keeping busy instead of goofing off like he normally does. During calmer moments, he’ll kiss you for far longer and more passionately, even if he’s mentally and/or physically exhausted by then.

Places he likes to kiss you: Lips, cheeks, neck/nape, stomach (will blow a raspberry if you aren’t paying attention to him)

Places he likes to be kissed: Temple, forehead, back of hands/palms

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Will always remember embarrassing things about you without fail so he has a plethora of topics to tease you with. He’ll remember important dates in your schedule (doctor appointments, meetings, etc.) but he’ll only remember about them at the last minute. Annual occasions such as birthdays and anniversaries will stick to him more and he’ll even be the one reminding you about it instead of the other way around. When it comes to small, personal habits, he would also remember them and might even begin to do them as well because of how often he’s watching you. Not that you would know, since his blindfold keeps his ogling a well-kept secret even from you.

Geto Suguru

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Suguru is much more open and willing to settle down. Unlike Satoru, who sees settling down as deeply intermingling two lives together, Suguru sees it more for its marital implications. In other words, Suguru will actually want a formal marriage/wedding while Satoru is fine with just buying a house and living together. I can see him wanting to get married right after graduation (let’s pretend for a moment he didn’t become a murderer haha canon cult leader Suguru does not exist in my head) since he believes it’s something that’s going to happen eventually, so you and him may as well do it now.

He’s much more on top of cleaning and cooking. He’s someone that likes to do the chores and the cooking together rather than separately. When he falls into a bad mindset, the living space will often reflect his state of mind. He’ll feel bad for not upholding what he feels are his domestic obligations. Please reassure him that all is well and that the small pile of clothes in the laundry basket isn’t that big of a deal. He’ll thank you for picking up his workload by cooking you and him a big dinner that same day.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Without fail, he drops whatever he’s doing to come up and give you a long, breathtaking kiss. If he’s in a particularly good mood, he may even dip you too (god wish that was me). After he kisses you he’ll engage you in small conversation (“How are you?” “What are you doing right now?” “Have you eaten?” “What are you doing later?”) before letting you go back to whatever it was you were doing. If he was talking to someone he deems less than savory, he’s likely to ditch them mid-conversation and just follow you.

Places he likes to kiss you: Lips, forehead, back of hands

Places he likes to be kissed: Same areas as above. Also loves being kissed on his chest, right where his heart is.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Suguru makes a point of remembering a lot about you, but sometimes he’ll overload his mind and end up forgetting things by accident. He prides himself on remembering those little details about you, like how you take your coffee or where your fashion sense leans towards. This is so he can do those little everyday tasks for you if you’re ever overwhelmed or out of sorts (making you a fresh cup, laying out an outfit for you for the day, etc). It goes without saying that he’ll greatly appreciate you doing the same for him. Sometimes he’s a bit of a hot mess and struggles to ask for some assistance even if it’s clearly needed.

[ch0s0-deactivated20230327]

lounging in bed with geto as a hazy glow of light filters through the blinds, feeling his warm body snuggled up against yours. whats even better is when you feel him shift behind you, looking up to see a lazy, tilted smirk on his face as he towers over you, before flopping back down on top of you, muttering a soft good morning as he nuzzles into your neck

[hoodbnha]

This quarantine ain't just affecting you, bruh

[gwanjuu]

I NEED YOU FUCKING PEASANTS ‼️ I NEED SOME MF TO PICK MY FUCKING FOOD OUT YOU BROKE MFS ‼️

[gwanjuu]

now who wanna suck my pussy 🗣

[hoodnaruto]

[hoodbnha]

[anotherfangirlwrites]

Maybe (7)

Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x Reader, Bakugo Katsuki x Uraraka Ochako

Warnings: Has mature contents, mentions of cheating and pregnancy

A/N: Sorry this was lateee!! Forgive me *cries* Thank you for still following this story! Anyway here it is, enjoy ❤

Uraraka barely slept a wink last night. After Bakugo storms out her apartment, all she could think about is you. Everytime she'd close her eyes, the look of utter disbelief in the your face and the betrayal that has your heart breaking burns bright behind her closed lids. Uraraka wanted to come find you and grovel at your feet but she knows the last thing you want to see is the face of the woman who slept with her fiance.

Or so she thought.

She was haunched over the kitchen counter dreading to have some coffee but the list of food and drinks to avoid she was given was glaring right back at her, alongside the prescription of prenatal vitamins she was supposed to get. Uraraka was psyching herself up to get moving and go out to get them when her doorbell rang.

Who the heck would come see her this early in the morning??

To her surprise, as she peers on the security panel, she sees you. Uraraka pales and hurriedly dials Bakugo's number. She ignores the brash tone of his voice and says, "She's here. Y/n." as she walks to the door. Uraraka opens the door warily and you start mutter an apology when god knows if there's anyone here owed an apology, it was you.

"I'm sorry for just showing up like this." you murmur, trying to keep your eyes away from her yet to exist bump as she ushers you to the living room. Instead, you train your eyes on her face. God, she's so agonizingly beautiful. Warm brown eyes, cute button nose, small pink lips.. no wonder Bakugo was once crazy about her. Uraraka's beauty combined with Katsuki's would make one hell of a baby, you thought idly as you watch her shift uncomfortably on the couch, swallowing hard. You blinked, remembering why you came all this way. You wet your lips and cleared your throat, disrupting the awkward silence. "I just, I needed to talk to you again. Sorry for barging in."

"Y/n please, if there's anyone here who should be saying sorry, begging on her knees, it's me." Uraraka says, scooting on the couch she could reach for your hand, her voice shaking. You wanted to draw your hand back but as you look up at her, you saw sincerity. Honestly, you know you should be angry at her, have every right to be utterly livid, but you couldn't bring yourself to be. All you feel right now is pain and loss. And maybe that was masking everything else.

She starts apologizing again, profusely. Her voice getting thick as sobs rise in her chest. But that instict as a sworn physician kicks in and you couldn't help but speak out to stop her. "Hey," you say, taking a deep breath and forcing yourself to finish a coherent sentence with the impending sobs you yourself feel rise in your chest.

"Stop crying, it's bad for the baby." you gingerly placed a hand on top of hers. "I just came over because," you looked back up and met her gaze. "I wanted to tell you, personally, that I'm leaving."

Shock flashes across Uraraka's face and you continue before she could say anything. "I broke off the engagement with Bakugo that way he can take responsibility, for the both of you." You gave her a broken smile, the only one you could muster right now as you look her straight in the eyes. "So please take good care of yourself and the baby." you dropped your gaze, squeezing her hand. "And him." You tried so hard but failed to hold the soft whimper that escapes your lips.

Uraraka looks at you with a dumbstruck expression, her lips trembling as she tries to say something but the shock was making it difficult. She takes a deep breath and tries again, brows shooting up as she please. "Y/n, please. I don't even know if Bakugo wants the baby-" she sputters, shaking her head vigorously. "Please, don't leave him. I'll go! You won't hear from me, I swear-" You shush her as she falls into full blown rambling, desperate to change your mind. But right now, nothing could sway you from your decision.

"Ochako, listen to me," you put a hand on her cheek and you try to make her understand. "I can't tell you how many times Bakugo has faked not caring for having kids, for my sake, when I can see how his eyes just light up around children." Fat streaks of tears dampen your face as you confide about this for the first time in your life. "My heart breaks everytime he'd downplay his excitement when I get delayed or how hard he'd try to hide his disappointment when I get my period just to protect my feelings." Your lips quiver at the memories that suddenly floods you. No, you can no longer put him and yourself through that. "You should see him around Shou and Momo's kids. He's hilarious and gets so overprotective." a bittersweet laugh escapes you.

"I can't give that to him, Ochako. And you," you sigh brokenly, defeatedly. "You're carrying his baby. And I know Bakugo would love that kid with all his heart." Uraraka falls quiet and you notice her free hand gently ease down her belly to caress it.

"I'm letting him go so he can have a chance to have a family. With you. "

"But Bakugo doesn't want to be with me, he loves you." Uraraka mumbles. There it was again. She keeps telling you that Bakugo loves you like this would somehow lessen the pain you're feeling. If anything, it makes the situation hurt more. You nod to yourself and wiped your cheeks, saying, "I know he does." and eventually admit, "But I also know he still loves you too. Otherwise we wouldn't have ended up here."

Bakugo can deny as much as he wants, but you're not stupid. You feel it in your bones. He can keep telling you or himself that he loves you but there was a sliver of love there still remaining for Ochako, you can tell. Who the hell are you both kidding anyway? He wouldn't have slept with her if he didn't, drunk or not.

That glimmer of hesitation that flashes in his eyes when you asked him to tell you that he doesn't love her was like a clean drive of knife to your heart.

It was the way his eyes suddenly goes soft then hard, as if he's having a battle within his own mind when you asked him showed uncertainty. And there shouldn't be a damn battle. Not even a struggle, not a hair of doubt. Not when he's asked you to fucking marry him.

"Do you know how hard it is for me to do this? Let the only man I love be with someone else?" You ask. "I feel like my heart is physically being ripped out of my chest."

"I'm really sorry, Y/n." she says again for the hundredth time since you met her. But you're done hearing how sorry she is, all you need from her now is to promise you one thing.

You take a deep breath, hold both of her hands and say "Then promise me you'll love and take care of Katsuki. Make things work with him, if not for me then at least for your baby." Uraraka's tears spill from her eyes. Of course, she'd want that. But would Bakugo?

Your chin wobbles as you fought through the tears, urging yourself to continue. "Promise me you'll love him even when it gets hard or even when it's painful." you shudder as it dawns on to you that you're truly letting this woman have the only man you ever loved. It was getting harder to look at her but steel your nerves and met her gaze as you ask of her what you never thought you'd ask another person. "Do everything else that I would never be able to do for Katsuki. Please? "

"Y/n- I-" Uraraka's brown eyes reflect sincere regret in them but no, your mind is made up. This is the right thing to do, you tell yourself. "I'm leaving as soon as I settle things at the hospital. After that, you and Katsuki have the chance to start anew." you say, which reminds you that you still have places to be, things to do. You didn't wait for Uraraka's response and gathered yourself.

"I hope this is the last time we each other, Ochako." you say, touching her shoulder as you walk past her.

As you close Uraraka's apartment door behind you, you felt like you couldn't breathe again. All that's left now is to hand over your immediate resignation and refer all your patients to your colleagues then you're off to figure the rest all by yourself. Something you forgot what's like since Katsuki came on your life. You were absolutely head over heels for him and so every step you take, every plan, every dream you had included him; starts and ends with him.

So right now, you felt as if you have been blinded. Feels as if your scraped hands are out feeling for the surfaces in the dark as you try to find your footing again. It's hard, feels impossible even. But this is only way you can live with yourself. You have to let him go and let him have a chance at a life that you will never be able to give him.

You are taking your car key from your purse when you reach the parking lot a couple of blocks away from Uraraka's apartment, wiping your tears haphazardly as you walk past strangers when you hear an all too familar voice calling out.

"Y/n!!"

Your eyes widened. How did he know you're here? Jiro would never tell on you.

Oh. Uraraka.

Bakugo's lungs were on fire and his muscles are all strained and tensed from rushing to Uraraka's place but it was all worth it when he was able to caught up with you. When you looked over your shoulder, Bakugo saw how swollen your eyes are. God, you must have been crying all night. His legs move him to where you stood, afraid you might runaway from him again. You stagger as step back as he wraps his arms around you.

"I was so fuckin' scared, Y/n. I didn't know where to find you." he says breathlessly, his eyes tearing up as your scent and touch flood his senses. "I never should've fucking let you leave." he murmurs, burying his face in your hair, completely oblivious to the onlookers unlike you were. You try to get out of his embrace but he wouldn't let you. The more you try to push him off, the tighter his hold on you gets. "Bakugo, you're causing a scene." you say, eyes wildly shooting around you as people recognize the hero. "I don't care." he mutters, chest heaving as he held on tighter.

"Let go of me, please." you whisper. Bakugo knew you meant physically but a sob rises in his chest as he interprets it another way.

"No, I don't want to!" he protests, voice breaking. "Y/n, I'm fuckin' begging you, let's go home." The desperation in his voice so thick that you had to look away to give him a shred of dignity. You stop resisting, letting your hands fall at your sides but that made Bakugo become more frantic. He drops on his knees, arms going around your middle as he looks up at you. "Baby, please. Let's talk about this."

You hear cameras clicking and you saw the crowd that had gathered around like this is some sideshow for them to feast on. You grit your teeth and looked back down at him. God, they're going to tear his reputation apart. The media will take pleasure in destroying him once they figure out what happened. Your heart breaks all over again at the thought of leaving him to pick up the pieces after you leave. How you can still love him and still think of his well-being when you yourself are in the brink of your sanity, you'll never understand. But you've always done this since you promised to love him. And even though he had broken his which is to solely belong to you, you were not about to break yours.

You take a deep breath and with everything in you, you shove him. Utterly caught off guard, Bakugo falls on the concrete, eyes wide as he looks up at you. Your hands ball into fists at your sides as you put on a facade. You take a deep breath and harden your gaze as you jab a finger to his face.

"I don't want to talk you, don't you get it? I can't stand you anymore! That's the reason why I left, Bakugo!" you yell at him. "I deserve so much better than this."

Bakugo's face crumple as he crawls back to you, hands trembling as he holds on to your hips. "You do, baby. You do! Fuck, I'll do anything. Just, give me another chance, Y/n!" his voice becoming hoarse as he calls your name. "Come on, baby. Let's talk about this please! Come home."

He sees the hesitation in your eyes for a second but then you scoffed and turned your gaze away from him, blinking away the tears that had formed in your eyes. Bakugo didn't want to mean it but if it's the only way he can get you to spend another fucking minute with him, talk to him, then he'll say just about anything.

"Just this fucking once, just hear me out and I swear," he swallows the forming lump in his throat. "I swear won't bother you anymore." his voice breaks at the end, losing modulation as hopelessness overtook him. And it almost made you rethink what you're about to say.

Almost.

"I didn't deserve being neglected or made feel like an option." you start to say. "I didn't deserve being ignored or left on read like some sidechick.." Now it just pours out of you like word vomit. "I didn't deserve being left to worry because you couldn't pick up your damn phone while you're off god knows where! I was your fiance, Katsuki!" you tried to hold back your sob, but it was becoming too much. "I deserve someone who won't keep me up at night worried sick because you couldn't spare a fucking second to at least let me know you're still alive! I deserve someone who will never let me second guess my place in their life."

Each thing you say was like a dagger in Bakugo's chest. He knows all his shortcomings but hearing it from you, see for himself how badly he's hurt you, made him realize how truly undeserving he is of you. You were right, you deserved someone better. You deserve someone who wouldn't hurt you like he had. But he loves you too much to lose you. Bakugo shakes his head and hugged you tight, sobbing aloud. He couldn't careless if there are people watching him or taking stupid pictures. If he had to humiliate himself to get you back, then so fucking be it.

"Y/n, please. Just give me another chance." he cries, his hold on you is so tight that its starts to hurt. Your jaw clenches as you tried so hard to hold your ground.

"I can't." you murmur, "I just," you swallowed hard, pried his hands off of you and steeled your nerves as you meet his gaze, saying,

"I don't love you anymore."

Bakugo's hands dropped at his sides as he stares at you in disbelief. It was like someone had pieced a hole through his chest. Your figure starts to blur as you walk away from him, tears impairing his sight.

You get on your car before he could fully recover. The car tire screeching as you drive out the lot, honking at the nosy onlookers that tried to take a photo of you. Your brows furrow as you stare at the rear view mirror. Bakugo hadn't moved from the ground, his head hung.

That look on his face told you he believed every word you said.

He once told you you couldn't lie to save your life..

Who's the bad liar now?

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"What in the fucking hell is this shit?"

Masaru hears his wife hiss from the living room as he was preparing dinner. When he walks over to her, Mitsuki turns up the volume of the television and they both watch the news in horror.

The anchorman was babbling about the very public break up of hero, Ground Zero and his fiance. Both Masaru and Mitsuki exchanged baffled glances as they see Katsuki, their son, photographed on his knees, crying out to you at a parking lot somewhere in the city.

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