@bloomwaste said: she has his hand in her grasp, running for the best possible space to watch the fireworks: somewhere without a crowd of people, elevated if possible. only when camie's found the perfect spot does she stop. "I had fun with you today, bakugou." an excited breath passes her lips as she turns her attention to the fireworks rage above. "isn't this awesome?"
they’ve found their way up above the crowds, elevated a few levels to get just the perfect view of the flashing lights and really feeling the way the ground shook from the bangs. and he’s shaking a little, too -- but it’s not like he could chalk it up to the fireworks filling the sky; he’s used to explosions. no, this was a shaking he was entirely unfamiliar with. something that had gripped him from just behind his ribcage and flooded his gut with what felt like flipping, rollercoaster static.
she’s a bright light, colors flashing along her features and glinting in her eyes and across that smile -- that smile that hits him like a truck.
‘ uh -- yeah. same. ’ he manages to get out, and reaches up to push the kitsune mask off his face and up onto the messy shock of blonde hair. ‘ but this show is boring as hell. ’ always something to bitch about; true to his nature. and yet this time it’s followed by a smirk, something confident, almost teasing as his hand raises. ‘ i could put on a better show for you. look. ’ sweat droplets pool and pop on his hands, a miniature display of explosions alight his fingertips, accompanied with glittering, glowing orange that spreads across his digits. is he showing off? maybe. but anything to get her to smile like that at him.
