Author's Notes: Tropes in MY fanfiction? It's more likely than you think! This was supposed to be a one-shot about the wedding reception itself. Two chapters later and I'm just now getting to it. Instead of fighting it like I usually do, I just rolled with it today. Fuck it. Have some fluff, ya'll. Bakugou and Uraraka working at the same agency was just to make matters easier for me. It's been a few years since they've graduated so they're in their 20's, so Bakugou is mature enough to not explode all the time, just some of it. He's a Big Kid now. Also, there's like a billion ships in this as usual. There are the two very obvious ones: Bakugou/Uraraka and then Jirou/Momo, but then there are plenty of others you can spot if you feel like it. Todoroki/Deku? Bakugo/Kirishima? Fuck if I know and I wrote it. Did I somehow turn this into a Uraraka/Bakugou/Kirishima fic? I mean, by the end of this hot mess train, who knows what is possible? I'm just here to drag Bakugou through the awkward uncomfortable mud that is ~FEELINGS~ and so is Kirishima. We're kin that way.

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Wedding Showers Bring Bullshit

If there was one thing that Bakugou hated most in the world, it was weddings. He freaking hated them. They were so damn long, so damn boring, so damn pointless, so damn stupid. He hated the whole officialness of it and all the theatrics that came with it, like weddings were this magical thing that proclaimed love or some bullshit. Everyone would always go on and on about how cute the couple was, how happy they were, and all that mushy dumb stuff.

As far as he was concerned, he was never going to get married because there was no point to a wedding. There was no upside to them. They cost a lot of money; they took a lot of time to plan; and they weren't even fun. The last wedding he'd gone to had been when he was five and his mom had dragged him kicking and screaming to it. He'd blown up his plate of cake just to prove a point during the reception. He hated them.

Which was why this whole situation was so fucking stupid.

In defense, Bakugou had never planned on attending. The moment he'd found out that Jirou and Yaoyozura were getting married, via social media as he found out all pointless things before Ashido blasted everyone's business over group chats, he had scoffed and chucked that into the bin of Things that Don't Matter. He wasn't going to their dumb wedding anyways and so he moved on.

However, just like a tumor, when it came to his former classmates and their shit, it was impossible to avoid. He was "friends" with pretty much all of them on social media, a consequence of being in the same class for years, but he ignored anything they posted for the most part. He would scroll past their posts at lightning speed, barely saving a glance for them unless it had something to do with their hero activity.

The only one he actually paid attention to was Kirishima, who he had a two year long meme war with that Bakugou was certain he was winning. Kaminari was a terrible shit poster, but sometimes he would come out of nowhere with a video of something stupid cool. Ashido almost solely posted about fashion, food, and friends, which had involved Bakugou getting tagged into some very stupid pictures that he yelled at her to delete and she never did. Jirou at least posted some good ass, obscure as hell music, but now that she was getting married, it would probably be taken over by wedding shit.

Whatever. It didn't matter. He'd ignore any updates like he did all things unimportant to his goal.

So the fact that Bakugou still managed to find out things about it was frustrating. It was like the thing was posted about on everyone's social media as the girls became obsessed with it. There was all the wedding planning and then bridesmaids were announced and they did all that girly shit girls do for weddings. Ashido was the maid of honor, so of course she went bonkers over it and spammed their private group chat.

Bakugou could not give less of a shit, but he did choke on his noodles when he found out that Half and Half Bastard was the Best Man. What the hell? It did make for an amusing mental picture though, thinking about that shit stuck with a bunch of girls. Were there any other guys in the wedding or just him? And what would he know of weddings anyways? Hadn't someone mentioned that his parents had been in an arranged quirk marriage? Now that he thought about it, it was kind of cruel twist of fate, which made him laugh.

No, wait, what was he thinking? It wasn't important.

And yet…

Okay, so Bakugou would never actually admit to scrolling through any of Ashido's or Jirou's pictures of their girly outings and such. It wasn't like they did anything for him. He didn't care about them trying on bridesmaid dresses or finding the right wedding dress or bachelorette parties or wedding showers or anything like that. They just happened to be on his newsfeed so they were unavoidable.

And Uraraka was in them. Not that that mattered either.

Somehow or another, they'd landed at the same agency. Bakugou wasn't perfectly happy with this place, but it was a way for him to move to the top and improve. In a few months, he was going to reapply to the first agency of his choice and he knew that he'd get in. All he had to do was wait. Until then, out of all his former classmates, besides Kirishima, the person he saw the most was Uraraka. Still the same positive ball of sunshine that she had been at school, but with a lot more kickass to her.

They'd been on plenty of missions together and he could see how far she'd come since their fight at their first Sports Festival. A quirk that had originally been seen as just good for rescue had turned into a passionate streak to fight. She was good. Not as good as him, of course - nowhere near - and not that he would ever tell her, but he didn't hate it when they had to work together, which was saying something. She listened to what he had to say and sometimes she said things that weren't dumb. She knew the way he worked, which made things a hell of a lot easier, and rarely ever complained unless she thought he was being an asshole purposely. In fact, most of the time, she pushed back. And she trusted him on the job without hesitation.

All of which meant it was natural that his eyes would be drawn to her in all the pictures online. She was the person in the pictures that he saw on a near daily basis, even if it was just a glimpse of her laughing in the office. She was a constant in his life, sometimes like an annoying thorn in his side and other times like a satellite just out of his orbit. Of course he noticed her, even if he didn't go looking for her in the pictures or even looked at the pictures on purpose.

There were the photos of the girls out bridesmaid dress shopping, the girls in an assortment of dresses. He didn't care about that sort of thing - even if he did make a point to look good in his own way - but admittedly some of the dresses were downright hilarious in how ugly they were, as if the girls had gone out of the way to try on the most outrageous ones in between the decent-looking outfits. He might have lingered too long on the photo of Uraraka in a dark blue dress that was way too short on both ends in the changing room, but only because of the furiously embarrassed look on her face as she yelled at the camera and tried to shield herself at the same time.

By the end of it, he honestly couldn't tell if they'd settled on a bridesmaid dress - which he didn't give a shit about, of course - but there had been a burgundy strapless dress that did Uraraka's ass wonders that he thought looked the best out of all of them.

Wait, was Todoroki actually shopping with them? Their dresses were going to look shitty. That guy had absolutely no style at all. The hero costume he'd come up with their first year of school had been dumb as hell. Gods, he was taking his role as best man way too seriously.

Bakugou had received an invite to the wedding shower, which he most definitely did not do. Uraraka had been noticeably absent that day at work, apparently having requested off. He saw the pictures later while in the middle of conversation with Kirishima, this time because his so-called best friend had sent him pictures of it. He had agreed to go the second Jirou told him about it, even helped plan it, because he was that fucking ridiculous.

Like Bakugou gave a damn about what was going on. Good for Jirou, whatever, she found someone that would maybe tolerate her for the rest of her life, but it didn't affect his life at all.

But then, of course, Kirishima sent him a picture of Uraraka, holding a plate of horderves and laughing in that way he could hear in the back of his mind. She was wearing a dress that kind of reminded him of her Uravity costume, at least the colors. He wanted to ask why the fuck Kirishima would send him this picture, but thought better of it and replied that the whole thing probably sucked if there wasn't any alcohol there.

The little shit that he was, Kirishima's next picture was of him, Uraraka, and fucking Deku all squeezed up together toasting champagne with the caption, "This shit is like $75 a glass and I've had five already!" Uraraka's face was a little pink, leaving him to wonder how many she'd had, and both guys had their faces squished against her round cheeks. There was entirely too big of a shit eating grin on Kirishima's face, like he knew exactly what he was doing and had round up the other two for this specific photo. Before he can even think of a shitty response, Kirishima starts texting him like a normal person.

Spiky Hair
U should've come man. Momo's place is insane + an open bar! Ayyyyye

Katsuki
Hell no. I fucking hate that fancy shit. It looks boring as hell.

Spiky Hair
Ur girl asked me where u were. I told her u were working like the nerd u are.

That caused a spike in Bakugou's rage meter and he responded appropriately - by sending a flash flood of texts in a row that would more than likely have Kirishima snickering more than cowering. Gods, when did he get so soft?

Katsuki
She is NOT my fucking girl. Stfu you hardheaded idiot.
Like I would even date someone like her.
She's not even that cute.
Looks like she's mooning over Deku anyways.

It was only after the fact that Bakugou realized that he sounded very defensive, but then he scoffed. What did it matter? He was telling the truth. Kirishima just liked to read in between the lines and he'd thought it amusing when he and Uraraka had ended up at the same agency upon graduation.

Spiky Hair
Whatever u say man. Still could've come. There's a buffet sent from the heavens here.

The picture he sent next showed the buffet, which did admittedly look impressive. Yaoyozura came from money though, so it was only natural that she'd go all out for her wedding. If this was just the shower, who knew how over the top the wedding be. Ugh, it was going to be gross. Not that he would know because he wasn't going.

Even so, he flipped through the rest of the pictures Kirishima sent, noting that everyone did look like they were having a good time. He blamed it on the good alcohol. He was kind of disappointed to miss out on that, but only a little. He didn't like champagne.

Kaminari was even there, despite having sort of dated Jirou like two years ago, although he looked kind of sloshed. For once, Ashido was coordinating instead of Yaoyozura, looking in her element leading more than Bakugou would've expected. Uraraka was with Tsuyu for the most part, although Bakugou had to fight the urge to snarl when she and Deku were playing some game as partners. Besides that, if he was into that sort of thing, it almost looked...entertaining.

And then, without any warning or preamble, he got another text that made him grunt in annoyance.

Round Face
Why didn't you come to the party?

Bakugou didn't want to respond. He didn't know why she was texting him in the first place. What did it matter to her if he hadn't come? They were just coworkers now.

Katsuki
Got better things to do

When Uraraka didn't respond, Bakugou thought he would feel better. He didn't. It pissed him off.