Fake dating but person A actually does fall in love with person B, but person b is so happy with who they're with now that person a allows themselves to watch as the one they love be whisked away by another
(Bonus points if its bakukiri)
okay but like… the way this fits one of my future fics almost perfectly?
Bakugou liked you, more than he’d care to admit— vocally, anyway. Behind closed doors, he couldn’t help but pour out his feelings for you in his notebook that he kept tucked away in his bedside table, even if the edges were slightly charred. He wasn’t writing poems that’s for sure, but he’d scribble out everything he wished he could tell you but knew he shouldn’t. Bakugou knew it was wrong to have such strong feelings for you, especially when you were dating his best friend, but he couldn’t help but wonder what would’ve been different if he’d made his move first.
Kirishima wasn’t oblivious to the longing stares Bakugou sent your way, he knew there was something that his friend wasn’t telling him. Sure, Bakugou did a good job of looking mean all the time but Kirishima could see the pain in his eyes whenever you were around. He sensed the way his friend ached for even an ounce of the love you’ve been so kind to share with him, desperate to love and be loved by someone who actually gave him the time of day.
What Kirishima didn’t see, was the way Bakugou tried his best to look good in front of him. The overly complicated dinners prepared for his best friend even though he was aware that Kirishima would’ve been just as happy with pizza. The slight blush on the blonde’s face whenever he walked in on his roommate getting a few sets in at their makeshift at-home gym. Or the looks of utter despair whenever the redhead announced that he’d be spending the night at your place. Kirishima was blind to it all, too enamored by you to realize what Bakugou had been dealing with on his own.
It was comedic the way things turned out the way they did. Kirishima and Bakugou were both harboring feelings for you and had been for quite some time now. What started as innocent flirting with Kirishima to get Bakugou’s attention had turned into a full-blown relationship only this time Bakugou was the one left out. He tried to hide his disappointment when you had revealed to the group that you were dating Kirishima, he wanted to be happy for you, and yet, he still felt this sourness in his heart whenever the couple was mentioned.
Kirishima knew about the little journal Bakugou had, he never dared to ask what was written in it, but he always wondered what could be so secret that he wouldn’t be willing to share it with his best friend. The redhead knew what he was doing was wrong, he shouldn’t have been snooping around in his roommate’s room while he was out running errands. He shouldn’t have been searching every nook and cranny for the damned notebook. And he definitely shouldn’t have been so excited when he found it underneath some socks.
He skimmed through the pages, eyes widening at the raw confessions spilled onto the pages.
Maybe if stupid shitty hair wasn’t so damn perfect I would’ve stood a chance. Who am I kidding? The universe doesn’t favor assholes like me. Beautiful people like them only end up with good people like Kirishima.
He flipped to another page, albeit slightly more urgently this time.
They’re so lucky to have someone like him, I guess it should make me feel better knowing that they’re in good hands. What did I do to deserve such shitty luck? Falling for someone and your best friend then watching them fall in love with each other? Guess good things just weren’t meant for me after all.
Suddenly it was as if the leather cover of the book was burning against Kirishima’s skin, he threw it to the bed and stepped back in shock. His heart pounded in his chest as he processed everything he had just discovered. Could it be true? Was Bakugou truly in love with him? There had always been a small part of him that suspected Bakugou had a crush on you, especially after that one Halloween gathering with the group, but never would he have guessed this.
His blood ran cold at the sound of the front door opening, he wanted to run out of the room but he was frozen in place.
Footsteps sounded throughout the apartment, Bakugou’s voice calling out as he searched for his friend, “Oi, shitty hair! Where the hell are ya? I got your favorite pre-workout…”
The blonde stood in the doorway, eyes fixed on his notebook sitting on his bed when it should’ve been in his drawer where he’d left it. Then he turned towards Kirishima who could hardly hear over the sound of rushing blood in his ears. Bakugou dropped the paper bag filled with groceries, eyes wide with fear.
“You weren’t supposed to find out.” He muttered, staring at the ground.
A million and one thoughts ran through his mind of possible reactions Kirishima could have. He expected him to be upset with him for having feelings for his girlfriend, rightfully so, of course. Maybe he’d kick Bakugou out for being such a creep. What he didn’t expect however, was for his best friend to run towards him and kiss him.
Several tears were shed and the kiss seemed never ending, Bakugou didn’t want to pull away in fear of this being the last time he’d be able to indulge in such a luxury. Kirishima wasn’t entirely sure what had compelled him to kiss his friend, he wasn’t sure what would happen after this or how he’d explain things to you. One thing he was sure of, was that this felt right.
Then it hit him.
Bakugou may have caught feelings for you along the way, but Kirishima was always the one his heart was set on.
Congrats on the 333 followers! I would like to request a match made in hell from the Haikyuu boys pls :)
Favorite Season: I tend to gravitate more towards spring and autumn, I hate extreme weathers.
Ideal Date: honestly I'd prefer something lowkey and laid back, maybe like a walk at night in one of those public gardens, or a little cafe date. You can never go wrong with a movie date at home, either.
Things I Avoid In A Partner: cockiness, self-centered attitude. Blatant disrespect towards women. Toxic masculinity/toxic femininity.
Other stuff: I genuinely gravitate more towards the reserved or soft boys because trauma :) I'm pretty spacey and awkward and random and need an outlet for stimming (so like I tap things repeatedly, I do the like this happy baby arm shake thing, etc) so like someone who can take that, or at least not be a dick about it is a plus. Also great hugs are a must :)!!
Hope this helps I dont rlly know how to do matchups sknsksndn
The spirits have spoken and declared ASAHI to be yours for the rest of eternity. They have heard your calls for someone who shall bring forth as much joy and kindness as your soul so desires.
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Cafe dates are a common occurrence in your relationship with Asahi, you like to read while sipping some tea and he likes to watch you and tell you how pretty you are. He enjoys listening to you talk about your favorite parts of the book because he finds it cute when your face lights up as you explain why the villain isn’t actually a villain. He just admires your passion for reading, it reminds him of his passion for volleyball.
Knows when you’re getting to an exciting part of the story because you start tapping your fingers along the back of the book, lips fidgeting into a small smile. You’re so engrossed in the book that you don’t realize your mug is already empty as you bring it up to take a sip.
“Damn… I’m already out.” You sigh, setting down the empty mug.
Asahi smiled as he slides another mug towards you, this one is full and steaming hot, “Here. I knew you’d want another one so I went and ordered one while you were reading. Jasmine, right?”
Your heart swells at the small display of affection, he’s too good for you, you think, but you quickly wash away those thoughts knowing he wouldn’t approve of them. He’s told you many times before that all that you have is yours because it was meant to be, you suppose that this love you share with him was also meant to be.
In the future when he gains more control of his quirk I think Bakugo would be able to direct explosions easily with the snap of his fingers. Like how mustang from FMA does it. That would be so fucking cool. Like you talking shit? *snap* now you're burnt to a crisp. He would deadass scare away kids by mimicking the movement like hes finna blow them up a d they run away crying
He’d be an absolute fucking menace towards little kids and he’d have fun with it too. Of course, he wouldn’t hurt them or anything because he’s not that terrible of a person. But let’s say some little brat won’t stop pestering him about wanting to touch his gauntlets, that ice cream cone in their grubby little hand? Only takes a snap of his fingers to turn it into a melted, sticky mess
I imagine bakugo being the kind of person who, when in his blinding range, will destroy everything in his path. His home has seen mass storms of pent up fury being unleashed after hard days at worked and failed missions. And they're anything but pretty. But he always seems to fix things back up. Wrecked couches were replaced the next day, broken glass sweeped up and in to the recycling bin moments after it's been destroyed. Katsuki Bakugo would never leave remnants of a rage induced rampage in his own home.
The one time it gets really bad was when the two of you broke up. It started out as huffing and puffing, tiny tear droplets dripping down his face. Constant pacing. Glancing at anything that'd give him his reflection. But when he saw his reflection he didnt see prohero dynamite. He didnt see a strong, fearless hero. He didn't see a man.
He saw a pathetic, pathetic boy.
The house is torn to shreds, possibly beyond repair. Walls with wide holes gouged out, furniture thrown everywhere, burn Mark's and streaks of red and orange embers littering the once luxurious home. And in the middle of the disaster sat Bakugo, burnt out of any emotion really, with an unnatural cold and numbness settling over his body.
He was a pathetic excuse for a man. And quite frankly, he didnt think he'd be able to pick everything back up this time. If he lost you, the one person he did it for, what was the point?
see I know this is a very sad concept and like yeah, my heart aches for Bakugou but when I read “huffing and puffing” all I thought of was this
seriously tho, I know I’ve already written a breakup fic w Bakugou but who’s gonna stop me if I write another one 👀
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It's not a problem at all, and I totally get the misunderstanding! 🤝🏾
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