been kinda having a tough time recently, ;/ Could i possibly get an angsty scenario? Reader thinks her love for Bakugou is unrequited, she gets sad so bakusquad pressures bakugu to prove her wrong? thank you in advance :'3 MEGA BONUS if you include minor Hanahaki disease ;000
sorry if it took awhile for one of us to actually reply to this!;; but ill try my best ~mod voltage
It took a little while for y/n to realize that you have a crush on Katsuki Bakugo. You’re kind of unsure on why you have fallen for him in the first place. In the past, you have tried numerous times to get Bakugo’s attention and find a way to know if he feels the same way.
You notice that one night that after coughing for a little bit that there was petals and flowers coming from your mouth. You are somewhat familiar with the Hanahaki disease, but you didn’t expect that it would’ve ever happen to you...
The feeling of lovesick and the unrequited love from Bakugo proceeded to linger and get stronger as the days goes on, but still, being straightforward to him about your feelings towards him felt nearly impossible.
But while you were even near Bakugo, the squad that was with him (Mina Ashido, Eijiro Kirishima, and Hanta Sero) even noticed that something was wrong. It probably wasn’t the most obvious thing to notice, if it wasn’t for the vibe in the room (and also that you have probably talked to one of them about how you felt towards Bakugo). After you eventually leave, the others in the bakusquad tries to convince him that you have unrequited love for him. “How so?” Bakugo would ask, not fully comprehending on how someone would even have unrequited love from him. It’s not from any self-esteem issues or anything, it’s probably just from something he can’t fully comprehend. The Bakusquad kept on suggesting for Bakugo to talk to you to make sure that it’s true or not, since they’re only going by what they know. He finally left the room to find you right outside of the doorway, realizing that you were eavesdropping on their conversation. He didn’t really care about that.
Then he asked, “Is it true? Do you really feel that way about me, eh?” He was even saying it in a less aggressive tone.
Your face gets red and you quickly nod in reply. “I see.”
“Are you even fucking sure that you have unrequited love from me? It could be anyone else. How are you even fully sure that it’s me?” He asks, raising his voice a little. You could tell that he was getting a little frustrated. He wasn’t fully sure on how to react to this, especially with not knowing if it’s actually him you have unrequited feelings for.
“I... I think it is you,” you say, while looking down in embarrassment. You both felt unsure and completely sure that it is him. There’s so many incomprehensible emotions that you’re feeling, that you start to feel pressured to let out your final answer on how you actually feel about him, even though that you just feel lost and confused. Probably after from overthinking about a lot of things, even towards your own feelings and emotions towards Bakugo. If it IS him, then you’re still unsure on why it’s even him out of everyone else. Perhaps his astonishing and amazing ability to react and think quickly to combat or sudden turn of events or his intelligence and keen knowledge of combat is fascinating. But he has his temper and that he isn’t that cooperative. But you seem to find yourself that you don’t fully mind that. You can learn to be patient and tolerate it. Is it really him? It sure does seem like it.
“You think? Are you even sure that you even like me?” He asks.
You manage to muster up the courage to look at him in the eyes, but you can’t hide your blush that well. “I know it’s you. I don’t think I’m fully head over heels for you, but I have a feeling that you are the one,” You say as you pull out the flowers you coughed up the other night from your pockets. “Have you ever heard of the Hanahaki disease? If so, then I want to be fully sure that it IS you that I have unrequited love from.”
Bakugo looked at the flowers in your hands. You find him to appear looking a little shocked and confused. He isn’t sure how to feel about this, nor even knowing how to react to this. He lets out a sigh. “Okay, fine. If you seem so fucking determined to find this out, then fine.”
“Are you sure you’re even okay with this?” You ask, sounding concerned.
“Yeah, sure.” He says, shrugging.