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Tell Me You Love Me. Pt 2.

“Anyone”

Bakugo gets separated from Denki after the concert. Bakugo barely survives the hordes of raving fans only to later receive a text from his “buddy” saying that he was gonna hang with the cute girl they sat next to.

Shit.

He was alone. In the city, exhausted.

The concert wasn’t exactly Bakugo’s cup of tea. Some of the music was barely audible at times due to the high pitch squeals of the fangirls (and Denki) around him. He honestly wasn't all that impressed with this “Camie Utsushimi.” Her music just didn’t feel....authentic. He could have sworn he’d seen her dissociate from her own lyrics a couple of times, but maybe he was wrong. Maybe it was because he couldn’t relate to her and her style. Truth be told... he hadn’t found anything or anyone to relate with completely... He felt numb.

He just needed a drink.

Bakugo was desperate for a quiet space to recollect his thoughts. Avoiding all the touristy bars and shops, he made sure to walk the opposite direction of all the fans from the concert. He found himself in some alley with small, hole-in-the-wall shops. He tried to count the people occupying the ally and came up with about 16 - a reasonable amount that he could deal with. He cruised through the alley, looking for any signs pointing to the closest alcohol serving establishment. When he found it, he opened the door and was met a single bartender, and empty lounge, and small lit stage. Bakugo ordered a bourbon and enjoyed the silence.

But the silence didn’t last long. A woman who entered the bar shortly after him got up and started to play the piano and pour her heart out. Rather than lashing out at the artist, he found himself silently sitting in awe.