how about Nerdy!Bakugou who pulled an absolute BADDIE in college.
‼️‼️EVERYONE IS OVER THE AGE OF 18‼️‼️
when i say nerdy, i mean like this guy got glasses, sketch books of his geeky interests, messy ass hair, slacks, computer geek, and hella smart. like this guy is in like the top 5% of the ENTIRE college. this guy is GOING PLACES.
you’re also very smart, but in the top 20%. you got a good style, good amount of friends, real known, and REAL good looking. i’m telling you Nerdy!Bakugou had the BIGGEST crush on you, but he KNEW all too well that you were WAY out of his league.
you knew about Nerdy!Bakugou, you always thought the dorky dudes were so cute, and honestly really fine. you’ve had your eye on him for awhile, but never actually talked to him. you’ve always seen him glancing at you, that told you all that you needed.
Nerdy!Bakugou who gets so hard at the thought of you, it’s so pathetic. he’s so ashamed at the fact these thoughts sometimes plague his mind, and he can’t find a cure to them. he’s been needing you. whenever you “accidentally” graze him, he reddens up and imagines your touch… somewhere else. (he’s still a virgin MIND YOU.)
you, who ALSO gets plagued of “images” of Nerdy!Bakugou. neither of you can help it, if only he could tell that you wanted him too. but he’s so obsessed with the idea of you not even knowing he breathes, he cant work up any confidence to talk to you. you’re intimidating to him honestly, you’re well known, attractive, smart, and you got a good head on you. he can’t help but feel intimidated.
you, who finally goes up to talk to him. he couldn’t believe his eyes or ears, he couldn’t imagine hearing your voice talking to HIM out of all people. “hey, do you have the notes from yesterday? i was out sick, and im kinda confused about the material. can you help me out?” you say with such a sweet and buttery tone, he can’t help but choke on his own words. you’re so obviously lying, but if it’s to talk to him you don’t mind making up a little white lie.
“i-i— u-uh, yeah… i-i can help you.” he breathes out, his tone is so airy, almost as if he’s daydreaming. (he SO is) “awesome! thanks bakugou, you’re a life saver. when are you free? we can head to the library, or even your dorm if you’re up for it.” you’re so slick with it, it was so smooth he didn’t even flinch at the words “your dorm.” “yeah! that sounds good, my dorm tonight… maybe?” he squeaks, “that works great! i have nothing going on, so im all set. do you think i could get your number so i could get your dorm number?” holy shit he’s freaking out internally. “y-yeah! i’ll give it to you right now.”
later on in his dorm, yall just start talking. not even about the notes that yall forgot about, mainly because you already had them. every time you guys take turns talking on his bed, you slowly inch towards him without him noticing until your knees are touching. he notices it real quickly, and just that one touch made him think of all the scenarios and pictures he made up of you. before he even knows it, his little friend joins the conversation and he’s burning hot.
“i didn’t know we had so much in common, it’s hard to find dudes like you in a place like this, ya know?” you say in just barely a ‘seductive’ tone, “y-yeah, i guess you could say that. it’s hard to find um, uh, girls that actually… i don’t know, pay attention or talk to me? it’s hard to word it…” he says, his gaze shifting everywhere, but your face to hopefully “weaken” his… friend.
your eyes shift down to see his tent in his pants, but you don’t say anything. you just play further. “i’m glad to give you the chance to find one, the people here are so vanilla and boring. you’re different, and i love that about you.” oh yeah. you know what you’re doing. “s-seriously?” he’s BEAMING. “dead serious.” you say itching closer to his bubblegum pink face, close enough to hear how his breath becomes abnormally fast. “i-i uh… uhm, d-do you know what you’re d-doing?” he whispers, “do you want me to stop?” “no.”
