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âSo?â His hands clasp together, steepled in anticipation. âWhat did that extra get you? Flowers? Chocolates?â
âNothing.â
âCome on.â Dynamight smirks. âI need to know so I can get my girl something better.â
You scoff as you place the bouquet of fresh red roses in a vase on his desk, courtesy of his new model girlfriend. The note, marked with a perfect lipstick stain, taunts you. âIs it a competition?â
âWhen itâs with Deku?â Dynamight flashes his canines. âYes.â
âYouâll win either way. I wasnât lying. He didnât get me anything.â You do your best to keep the vitriol out of your voice, but thereâs still a sharpness hidden in your tone.
Bakugo catches it, smile disappearing and his brows pinching together in an uncharacteristic concerned frown. âOh⌠That case from the Commission is probably kicking his ass right now.â
âYeah.â You shrug stiffly. âEnjoy the flowers.â
You feel like a bitch. Dynamight is rightâ youâve seen how much Izuku has been working, spending late nights at his office, traveling abroad, meeting with some big officials in the government. You even told him to not worry for Valentineâs Day.
So, why were you mad? You had no right. And yet, you thoughtâŚ
Buzz.
Your phone: Sorry baby, will make it back late 2nite :(( Donât wait up on me
Well. It didnât matter what you thought.
The day seems everlasting, annoyingly so. You would knowâ having to watch each of your coworkers get their own little presents and cards throughout the day. It would be just as bad if you went home and swiped through your phone all day, watching couple after couple post about their date plans. Fuck it, youâll just stay back in the office and work ahead, itâs not like you have anything else to do.
âThe fuck are you still doing here?â A gruff voice echoes from the hall.
âWhy are you here?â You shot back, eyeing the hero who leans against your door frame. You recall when you first started working for Bakugo as his assistant, nervous to even look at him in the eye. Now, you openly glare at him. âYour date is at 8. It was hard as hell to get that reservation, you better not waste it.â
âSheâs busy, said it in the note. Whereâs your date?â
âHeâs busy.â
He hums lowly before looking away, staring at the clutter on your desk. Precious hero figurines that youâve been collecting for years are propped up in poses, along with a picture of you and Izuku. It was from so long ago, you barely remember the memory.
âWould youââ He starts.
âCan Iââ
Silence takes over as the two of you interrupt one another.
âSorry. You go.â You gesture at him to continue.
âCome with me. For dinner.â
âMe?â
Maybe itâs an illusion, but you swear the tips of his ear go pink. âYou said it yourself. I canât miss that reservation. And you said you donât have plansâŚâ
âOkay.â
âSeriously?â He sounds surprised. It makes your lips curl upward, followed by a breathless laugh.
âWhy would I say no to free dinner?â
âI never said I was paying.â
âOh, shut up, Katsuki.â It was not an illusion, you conclude, watching as his cheeks turn the same color pink as his ears. It takes you a moment to realize you said his given name.
âAlright. Iâll start the car.â He turns to walk out. âCheck your desk before you go.â
âHuh?â Too lateâ heâs disappeared around the corridor.
Suspiciously, you scan your desk. Maybe he left some form that needed your signature? A PR proposal? But nothing seems to be out of orderâŚ
Wait. You pause, breath catching as you find the one thing that definitely was not there before. The Limited Edition All-Might Golden Figurineâthe figure that was one of the ten ever made, and one that youâve always dreamt of getting your hands onâ stands boldly at your desk. You donât know how you missed it, not knowing when it was placed there. You feel warmth bloom at your chest, knowing the one person whoâd given it to you.
With hands still shaking in excitement and awe, you send out a text: I love you and I love the gift! Thanks baby!!
You find yourself grinning from ear to ear as you pack your things into your bag and put on your jacket. As you do so, your phone buzzes. A happy sigh flutters from your lips as you rummage through your purse to grab it. You knew heâd get you something! He wouldnât have forgotten Valentineâs Day! And heâs gotten you the best gift you have ever gottenâ
?? What gift?
ďżźYou roll your eyes at his faux cluelessness, moving to take a picture of the figurine. But, as you do, you catch the note stuck to the bottom of it.
The handwriting isnât Izukuâs. Though, you recognize it immediately.
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baratheonpilled
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izzy806
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