*bzzrt-BZZRT*
Mina Ashido stirred in her slumber, gorgeous eyes flickering open, the girl scrambling for her phone hidden under her pillow.
"Jiro?" What did she want so early in the day? The horned girl rubbed her eyes drearily for a better look at her message.
"Yo Pinky" 11:29 AM
"I'm sleepingggg, what do you want?" 11:30 AM
"Change of plans, we're leaving soon" 11:30 AM
"WHAT?" 11:32 AM
"This was the only time that worked for everyone" 11:34 AM
"Welllllll that's a problem…" 11:35 AM
Mina couldn't help but smile while raising her arms, tongue falling out of her mouth while she tried to take a picture of the imagery behind her.
"You've got to be kidding me…" Jiro facepalmed while taking a short break from brushing her teeth, appalled while gazing at a picture of a head full of blonde hair taking full comfort on the pillow that was Mina's blanketed rear.
"He won't move!" 11:35 AM
"God Mina -,- how long are you gonna be!?" 11:36 AM
"Ummm thirty minutessss…?" 11:37 AM
"I'll make it quick ;)" 11:37 AM
"Hurry up." 11:40 AM
Mina placed her phone down for a moment, her blonde-haired boyfriend nuzzling his face in cushiony goodness, getting the best sleep of his life. But all the stirring woke the beast, Katsuki looked up— despite sleeping like a baby- rather annoyed.
"Having fun down there?" Mina snorted, bouncing her leg.
"Oh, I'm having a blast." She rolled her eyes to his response, Bakugo resting his cheek back down. "Hm, get it? 'Blast', and I'm—"
"Yes, I get it!" Mina couldn't help but fall prey to his early-morning foolery, dying of crippling laughter. She adored the playful side of Bakugo, the one only she got to know.
"Hmph. Think' your dumbass is rubbing off on me." Katsuki mumbled into the covers.
"Maybe you were just always dumb." But Mina regretted this, feeling a chiseled monster burrowing under the blanket, and climbing up her body, resting at her ear.
"Mind repeating that?"
Mina cooed and released the tension in her body, Bakugo planting powerful kisses on her lips. Trailing down the side of her face, Ashido was lulled into a dreamland while Bakugo took the liberty of her freedom. She was in the palm of his hands, and oh, did she love it.
Katsuki was starting to get frisky, hands nipping at every curve he could grasp.
"Oh my gosh! He's knocking on the back door…!" Mina bit down on her lip, wincing due to the immense pleasure.
"You ok?" Bakugo heavily breathed into her ear after leaving several bruises on her neck.
"Really Bakugo?" Of course she wasn't, she never was in these situations. It took everything in her power just to keep her head on straight, and he was making that more and more difficult. She reached down and tugged at Katsuki's boxers, stroking his length through the fabric.
"I want it...!" Mina said desperately, mentally kicking herself for not having much restraint. Mina could feel Bakugo's eager energy, fiddling with his trousers before gripping her love handles, bringing her ass to his ass while she buried her face.
"B-Bakugo! No!" A drastic blush was plastered on the girl's face as the blonde tried his luck with another sacred ground on her body.
"Worth a shot." If not for that smirk of his, Ashido would've ended their steamy session right here. But instead, she clawed at the sheets, biting at her pillow while immense pleasure overflowed her core. Bakugo took his time entering her, savoring the moment and the wonderful expression on his girlfriend's face.
Mina's phone rang on the bed-side table, but eventually fell to the floor due to the incredible shaking of the bed beside it. Her moans were filling the room, and it was making this whole endurance situation worse. Katsuki watched as Mina's grip on the sheets grew desperate, pink locks covering her flushed face. Her body glistened beautifully, and the girl melted further into the mattress in perfect position.
"Just like that…" The grip on her rear shifted to her love handles, Bakugo pulling her ass back and watching bliss contort in Mina's face. She shifted to her elbows, looking back with a desperate gaze as Katsuki fucked her endlessly. A devilish hand reached for pink strands of hair, a pleasant cry resounding as Ashido lulled her eyes shut. She was humming a lovely tune, which was filled with abrupt hitches of breath and pleas of pleasure.
"I love it…!" Mina moaned into her pillow, lowering herself back down to the sheets. Katsuki winced as his vision fogged, watching her ass crash against his hips, delectable cream flowing from Ashido's womanhood.
Katsuki's alarm clock resounded, which only frustrated the boy. "Damn alarm...alarm! Crap!" Bakugo paused his majestic work while Mina lay back down, left with a gaping expression while he scrambled out of bed. "Dammit! I, uh, I gotta go!"
"Like hell you do!" Mina turned back on her stomach while wrapped sexily in their blankets. She steamed like an immature child, and threw a hissy fit, flailing her fists and feet. "Get back here and...do me dammit!"
"I can't, moron." Bakugo placed yet another kiss, a dreamy peck on the lips leaving Mina with cravings. "I got some stupid invitational thing. Y'know, for—"
"Hero's Weekend..." Mina commented with a dash of 'tude, rolling her eyes while resting her cheek on her fist, not happy to say the least. She was glad that Mr. Aizawa was looking into 'opportunities' for him and Todoroki so the two boys wouldn't fall behind. But it was cutting into her time with Katsuki. And she surely further adored and appreciated her time with Katsuki after their breakup. It seemed like forever ago, thinking back on it.
"Quit pouting, I'll make it up to you later."
'Make it up to you', how disappointed in himself he was.
"Aw, babe~! You don't have to..." Mina teased, taking his face in her hands, canoodling their noses together. But then the boy's chin was quickly gripped, and he was met by a cold stare. "But you are going to make it up to me."
"Yes ma'am." Bakugo teasingly swatted away, pulling on his sweatpants. "You can stay here, but if my mom gets back and sees you like that..."
"No yeah, because I definitely wouldn't put on some clothes Katsuki…" Mina rolled her eyes, reaching for her shirt which was sprawled on the floor. The two shared the bathroom while getting ready for the day— which, speaking of…
"I have to go anyways, ice cream dateeeee~!"
"What!?" Bakugo stopped brushing his teeth with a mouth full of paste, anyone spending time with his Mina would have his eyes glaring down their soul...
"Really!? Todoroki's coming!?" Eijiro could feel Mina's enthusiasm spilling out of the phone. "This is gonna be great! Oh no, I don't have anything to wear! I gotta—"
"Wait, wait, wait." Kirishima knew trouble when he saw it. And he'd had to sit through enough of Bakugo-Ashido buffoonery to do it all over again. He saw an exit, he wanted out. Now. "That doesn't bother you!? Like, at all?"
"Pfft, no! Of course not— why would it? I mean...should it?" Mina spun the curls at the end of pink strands with innocent deviance.
"Well, no not really. There's only Bakugo to worry about!? Y'know, Katsuki Bakugo!? That guy who, not to mention isn't the best of friends withTodoroki, is your boyfriend!?"
"Oh...yeah, there's that, heheh~..." This girl's brain seriously needed a change in batteries, flickering on and off more than Kaminari's. Nevertheless, the girl bit her nail at the thought of spending the day with her friends— and, of course, Shoto. "Well, I was just thinkin'—"
"Don't think." The red-haired boy halted Ashido in her tracks. "Nothing good comes from you thinking Mina…"
"Um, not nice!" The horned girl retaliated. Though he wasn't wrong, Mina rubbed her chin and tried to think of some way for everyone to be happy (she was going to need to do some real mental gymnastics to make Katsuki happy here).
*snap*
"I got it!" Mina cupped the base of her phone in secrecy, as the shower water in the background came to a stop. "Bakugo doesn't have to know…!"
"Are you crazy!?"
"He doesn't have to know...catch my drift?" Sweat was rolling down Eijiro's face. But wait a minute, Mina didn't have any dirt on him!
"Ha! Nice try, but you're outta lu—"
"I'll tell Katsuki it was your idea."
"Pfft! Yeah right. He wouldn't believe...h-he wouldn't believe you."
"You sure about that?" A devious twinkle shined in Ashido's eye.
"Rr! Fine!"
"So yeah!" Mina explained her little white fabricated story, returning from the bathroom with the blonde. "He ended up tagging along, and we're all gonna totally kick it today~!"
"Likely story…"
Skeptical as ever. But a petty attitude as well? So not Bakugo's style. It was hers. So likewise, Ashido could recognize it in a heartbeat.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothin'."
But 'nothin' ' was somethin' as far as Mina was concerned. She silently pouted, watching the handsome devil get dressed before following suit.
"Hey Mina, have you seen my—" Bakugo was delighted to turn around to see that his futile search for his jersey was useless, as another article of his clothing had been stolen by his acidic girlfriend.
"Take my damn jersey off right now Pinky!"
"Now Bakugo: I already gave you the chance for seconds…" Mina condescendingly teased the blonde hothead while buttoning the breast buttons, pushing up her bra and making sure her ass was in tip-top shape before sending Katsuki off.
"You'll just have to wait until tonight mister~" She pecked his lips, tapped his nose, and handed Bakugo his hero costume. "Besides, you should show off! Look the part! Make an entrance!"
"It's not that serious, you nerd..." Rolling his eyes and snatching his possessions, Katsuki lazily walked away while continuing to get dressed. "I don't even want to go."
"I'd be your distraction if I wasn't busy today." Ashido darted at her lover with puppy eyes, but they weren't received.
"Yeah, with your 'boyfriend'..."
"K-Katsuki! I swear to—!"
"Relax!" The blonde placed his hands in the air in defense, chuckling before a sexy smirk crept onto his face. Bakugo gestured to Mina, who was still pouting cutely, to come closer. He wrapped his arms around her waist lovingly, placing light kisses on smooth lips shortly after.
"I trust you. I'll just…"
"Miss me?"
Bakugo's face lit up while he grew angry at the facts. He looked away, but nodded his head in truth. He always missed Mina when they weren't together. It was just annoying to admit it.
"You've been doing a lot lately, so I wanted to do something special for you today…"
"Aww~!" She just adored those chubby cheeks of his, pinching them while she teased his nice side. Bakugo swatted her away, but his body betrayed him, his blush only growing deeper. "You want your girlfriend allll~ to yourself, don't ya Katsuki? Well, how about a date night? Wink wink."
"You can't just blow those nerds off for one day?"
She cupped his face, delivering a single kiss before asserting her position once more. It was rare for Jiro and Hagakure to line up their schedules as is, let alone, Todoroki joining them today. She just had to make some time for them, especially today. There was something urgent on her mind.
"Besides, you said you'd be busy."
"Tch! Yeah, but nothing comes before you." He pondered on whether or not to bring his gauntlets. It'd probably be best to leave them. "I'm just glad you think the same way..."
"Oh, stop being dramatic!" She delivered one last hug before Katsuki was on his way, dragging his feet towards the door. "You will have as much time with your girlfriend tonight Bakugo. I promise."
"You're not my girlfriend…" He placed his mask on his face, and glared Ashido down with heroic fire brimming in his eyes.
"I'm sorry?"
"You're my wife."
Mina turned in astonishment, her entire face nothing but fifty shades of red. Katsuki couldn't help but smile, and it was his smile that snapped her in two.
"I'll see ya later." Sexy words rolled off his tongue smoothly.
"Bakugo!" Ashido dashed towards the door, laughter from the both of them truly affectionate. As the sound of his feet descended down the stairs, Mina would gently slide down his bedroom door with butterflies in his stomach. Giggles broke past her lips, and all she could do was think about Bakugo for the rest of the day.
"Hey! Sorry I'm late!" Mina rushed over to her group of impatient friends, waving like a circus clown while slightly out of breath. She wore baggy sweatpants that made her curves look remarkable, an oversized red U.A jersey that clearly wasn't hers, and a matching baseball cap that topped the outfit off.
"Wow Mina! You look super cute & comfy!" Toru just loved the look.
"Thanks! Yeah, it sorta helps when ya got two wardrobes to work with."
"I'm sure Bakugo just handed his favorite jersey over." Kirishima snickered, pinching the fabric on Ashido's sleeve.
"Hey, hands off! I stole this fair and—" Mina double took at the sight across from her. There he was, so cool and hot: Shoto himself, scrolling on his phone at the bench a little further away.
"Square." Ashido's googly eyes were glued on the handsome young man. Rather inconspicuously at that, Eijiro's worries from the other night starting to return.
"Yeah…" He nudged the girl's arm with a bit more 'oomph', grabbing her attention. The group of friends grabbed Todoroki's attention, urging him to stroll with the rest of the pack as they enjoyed their morning.
And quite the morning it was. There were all types of hero festivities going on! Fliers and balloons everywhere, along with confetti and heroes everyone had recognized from TV. There were booths and kiosks all over as well, selling every child and/or alien's dream.
"I didn't know there was something going on today..." The energy certainly had Jiro's attention, snapping her fingers to the beat of the music in the air.
"It's Hero's Weekend."
Ashido shivered just at his voice. Todoroki pointed to a particular banner featuring his father, displaying his quirk with a dignified fist. Overlaying his feet were the words, 'Burn With Brilliance', which earned nothing more than a click of the teeth from Shoto.
"Heroes are being celebrated in casual fashion for the weekend. Sales, costumes and toys, amusement parks, even—"
"Ice cream…!" Black and gold eyes beamed the truck across the street, Todoroki slowly turning to see what Mina's weakness was apparently as she barraged his arm with light taps. Was she drooling?
"Y'know, Sato volunteered today and has a booth set up about a block down I think..." Kirishima shaded his eyes from the bright sun as he looked in the general direction. "Maybe we could all..." Oh, of course she wasn't listening. Just making a face towards Shoto that said she'd leave room for dessert.
"Mhm, yeah— woah! I've got a great idea! How 'bout that!?" Nodding as though that was enough to qualify her own stupid plans, Mina was the one grabbing attention now. "You guys crash Sato's booth. And how about…" An alluring gaze scanned the half-and-half boy, the horned queen standing beside him. "Todoroki and I grab some ice cream first! Oh and don't worry: I always leave room for—"
"Desert. Yeah— hey. Mina, could I talk to you, for a sec?" It's not like this was awkward or anything. Eijiro was just pulling Bakugo's loving girlfriend to the side to have a little 'chat'. No big deal, no raised eyebrows from Shoto, Toru, or Kyoka…
"What the hell are you doing!?"
"Ah ah!" Mina raised a finger, and that conniving look plastered on her face wasn't doing his anxiety any favors. "Remember: I'm holding the cards right now."
"Mina, you're flirting with the guy…!"
"Pfft! What!?" Holding her chest as though she were innocent. "I'll have you know that I am a faithful girlfriend— w-wife, actually."
"You guys are married now?" Forgive his misbelief as she made him chuckle.
"He said so this morning." Mina dug her finger into her red-haired companion's chest, before assuring him that there was absolutely no foul play at hand. Kirishima just had to understand that even though Bakugo was her one and only…
"I mean, come on. It's Todoroki…!" She bit her lip, containing her excitement. "Besides, there's something I wanna talk to him about. Girl stuff. You wouldn't understand."
"'Something'?" She was raising all kinds of brows today it seemed.
"Yes! Something! Now, you take Hagakure and Jiro for a bit. And lemme do my thing, alright?"
"And what do I say when they start asking questions?" He asked while Ashido shoved him back towards their friends.
"Just tell them, 'girl stuff'! They'll understand!"
This was a bad idea. An awful, terrible idea. Even so, Kirishima could only give the pink girl the death stare while walking backwards, telling his friends that he was complying (unwillingly) to Mina's 'girl stuff'. And they nodded as though it were all a covert operation.
"Welp!" She turned, lightly punching Shoto in the arm. "I guess that just leaves you and me."
Mina beamed happily at the unknowing boy.
"So what brought you out today Todoroki? Usually you're hanging out with...hm. I dunno' actually." Ashido tapped her chin, eventually shrugging altogether. "I don't usually see you around."
"Honestly…" He coolly put his hands in his pockets, trying to give Ashido anything but a half-assed answer. "I just wanted to spend time with friends today." He glanced at her and nodded, and she couldn't help the blush that accidently crept on her face. Everything he said melted her, he was such a dream. His face, however, grew solemn and rather gloomy.
"Oh...uh, e-everything alright?"
He sighed, chilling breath escaping his lips. "The 'vibe' of Hero's Weekend isn't really for me." Beautiful eyes glared at that wretched banner from before. Mina trailed his vision before growing uneasy herself. "Not all heroes deserve this much praise."
"Todoroki…"
"Sorry." He was quick to apologize and shook his head. "I overshared— Bakugo's been telling me I do that too much."
"Pfft! What does he know!?" Intoxicating laughter filled the air. "For real, it's pretty sweet to have you hang with us! No need to be a geezer on the weekend, ammer' right!?"
Mina was a spectacle. He hadn't spent nearly any time at all with his classmate, but her energy and attitude were enough to put a smile on his face.
"Bakugo's lucky to have you."
That really put a smile on her face. Mina hooked a wisp of her hair, giggling before thanking the handsome young man for the comment. They were caught in a stare, Mina missing this feeling of butterflies: Todoroki offered to buy the cold delicacies, and indulged in small talk while they waited for their cones. She absolutely adored Katsuki, but it was nice to have someone else be the gentleman for a change.
Her phone rang in her pocket, but she canceled the call in haste. It couldn't have been anyone important— certainly not as important as Shoto.
"Y'know, speaking of relationships…" It was Ashido's turn to add some spice, snaking her finger down his arm slowly. Mina spoke with curious undertones, swaying back and forth on the tips of her toes while Shoto reached for the delicious-looking cones.
"You and Yaoyorozu~!"
"Here we go…" He rolled his magnificent eyes in annoyance. Genuine annoyance. He couldn't get away from these rumors.
Word was, Shoto had been rather 'promiscuous' lately. While rumor had it he and Momo Yaoyorozu were a little more than friends, gossip was getting around that he was fooling around…
...at another high school.
"So!? Spill the beans!"
"That's none of your business." The ice-cold boy handed— no. He shoved the dessert into Ashido's hand with the slightest hint of irritation.
"Oh-ho! Excuuuuse~ me!" The pink girl snickered while holding her chest, her tongue coiling around the vanilla.
"She talks too much…"
"Awww~! That's so cute! I ship it!" Mina placed a hand on his arm.
"There's nothing to ship."
"Well, there's 'business' that isn't mine apparently." Standing in his path, it was Ashido's job to stir this pot of girly gossip goodness. Oh, how she adored high school. "So, come on! You can tell me. My lips…" She childishly zipped them, even throwing away the key like a bona fide five-year old. Shoto only continued to act as though he had no idea what she was talking about, trying his best to get into the groove of the energy coursing through the air.
"Well you're a tough nut to crack." Mina pouted. She earned another laugh at least, watching as Todoroki sat at a nearby bench before following his lead.
"What are you looking to know Ashido?" He'd play along, he supposed, asking with the least bit of interest.
"Finally! Now we're gettin' somewhere!" Mina energetically clapped her hands. "And you know! The good stuff!"
"The 'good stuff'...?"
"Yeah! Is she nice? Do you like-like her? Um, lets see..." Suddenly her brain had a shortage as though she were Denki. Shoto gave the most basic of answers, like this were some questionnaire for science class or something. Ashido pondered real hard, as this wasn't getting her anywhere.
However, as she looked around her, couples laughing and enjoying each other's company, it hit her. It hit her like a truck- no.
Like a bomb. One hell of an explosion.
"Is she someone that's always on your mind?" Todoroki wasn't one for feelings from the heart (credit to Midoriya) yet it appeared as though Mina was diving deep within herself and returning to the surface with soulful words. He watched as her eyes followed a lovely couple, holding hands while swinging their child's arms. Then her orbs trailed to two birds, dancing in the festive winds, while a bright smile crept onto her face.
"Someone you couldn't be without...someone who, no matter how many times you tell them, holds you too tight at night so you gotta...squirm in bed but eventually get sooo~ comfortable that you don't want to get up for class…!?" Ashido's deep blush appeared to reflect on Shoto's face, before cheerful laughter lightened the mood.
"Sorry! At least, that's how Katsuki makes me feel anyway…"
That was sweet. Really sweet, in fact.
He was taken aback by her words, Shoto nodding while looking out at the distance. He didn't want to disappoint, but he hadn't really thought that much about it— certainly not as far as a relationship like Mina and Bakugo's. He cared about Momo. But he didn't have the energy to dedicate that much to her. Not with everything going on.
"I…"
"I get it." Ashido nudged his arm. He didn't have to speak on it. That expression on his face only said there was a little more than Yao-Momo on his mind. "You should know though: she can fall pretty hard…" She whispered, giving the boy a playful heads up.
"Yeah? Well I'll keep that in mind."
"So there is something going on!" Shoto merely rolled his eyes, letting her win the round. He took her trash off her rather soft hands— her hands were marvelous actually.
"You have nice skin Ashido."
"W-w-wah!?" She placed her hands delicately on his ample chest licking her lips as Shoto took her palm into his own. Such fair skin, perceptive eyes noticing Mina brush her hair back once again. "Wow, thank you!
"I see your quirk helps you in more than the fighting department."
"Hehe, yeah! But believe me: it's still totally a lot of work to keep this looking good." She framed her face and body with her hands, and Todoroki didn't hide his eyes from following them. It wasn't an act of flirting per say, he wouldn't dare look at Katsuki's precious gem like that. But he was starting to appreciate Mina's physical appear—
"Oop! Don't move!" Mina sat upright, and leaned forward, alarmingly close to Shoto. The boy felt a heat greater than his own quirk could produce, turning away as Ashido's perky breasts moved closer to his face.
"You…" She began, and he couldn't help but realize how glossy her lips were, full of volume.
"...got a little frizz in your hair!" Mina pulled a speck of lint from the scarlet half of locks, flicking it away before returning her attention. Shoto looked at her blankly for only a moment, before rising from his seat and suggesting they find their friends.
"Workin' hard, or hardly workin' my man!?"
"I didn't expect to see you guys...!" Sato scratched his head in modesty, the sugary muscleman laughing awkwardly as about five sales were guzzled down by Hagakure and Ashido alone.
"Uh, are you freakin' kidding me!?" Mina swallowed the last of her second cake, cuddling the young man's rabbit happily. "You're killin' it out here, we wouldn't miss it for the world! Especially for my wittle fwuffy bunny, you're so cute~!"
"Well I appreciate the support. Bakugo's actually stopped by a few times. Didn't look too happy though…"
"Hey, Muscle Head!"
"Bakugo? What are you doing all dressed up?"
"Less questions dammit! I'm starving…!" Katsuki tapped the booth desk in haste, looking over his shoulder every so often. "Those damn reporters are like flies. They won't get off my ba—"
"Mr. Bakugo! Over here!"
"What made you decide on the name 'King Explosion Murder'!?"
"What exactly is a Kacchan!?"
"Dammit! How the hell do they even know about that!?" The delicious angel cake was snatched from Sato's hands, Bakugo speeding away from a group of journalists and other cameramen, spewing a slew of curses along the way...
"Yeah I bet." Kirishima reveled in his friend's agony, snickering with a mouthful of his own. "They asked Bakugo to patrol the streets near U.A for a bit. Take questions, socialize—."
"All things Bakugo hates basically." Jiro could only imagine. "I was wondering why there were so many third years out. Well at least we know he's representing our values…"
"Aw, my poor baby…!" Holding her cheek in distraught, Mina asked Sato which direction Katsuki'd taken off in.
"Well since he's making rounds, I'd guess he's probably down that street er' somethin'."
"Y'know you baby that guy way too much." Kyoka rolled her eyes, with Kirishima agreeing.
"And I'll continue to baby him, thank you very much." Ashido placed Sato's rabbit in Toru's arms, setting out to find her hothead of a boyfriend. Jiro and Hagakure offered to keep Sato company for the time being, so Eijiro and Shoto figured they'd tag along.
Meanwhile, what started off as a tragic day for Katsuki Bakugo, was starting to look bright and anything but bleak…
"The hell!? I have to talk to those bastards!?"
"'Those 'bastards' are the journalists and news reporters for big-named industries and firms, keeping their eye on hero agencies and other institutions." Mr. Aizawa explained in the Principal's Office, trying to give his 'problem child' a little more perspective. "And they especially give us at U.A hell, constantly waiting for us to slip up."
"This weekend will be the perfect opportunity to show them that U.A is still thriving, and we'd like your help most of all Bakugo." Principal Nezu stated from his seat, maintaining as much formality as possible despite Katsuki's track record with U.A events.
"Why? Because I'm U.A's 'Damsel in Distress'? I don't think so." Katsuki clicked his teeth and turned to the door. "Find another scapegoat."
"Think of this as an opportunity Young Bakugo!" All Might chimed in, trying his best to level with Katsuki.
"Huh!?"
"Well, I mean, although some time has passed, you did win the U.A Sports Festival, a big event across the country. You're not just a champion; you're the face of your class, of an entire generation of heroes!" Toshinari kneeled before his trusted student, placing a firm hand on his shoulder. "So take this chance to tell the world that—"
"I am here...did I get that right?" It wasn't long before Katsuki felt much smaller, Nejire Hado breaking down All Might's rehearsed words to the 'T'.
The Big Three had been patrolling the streets around U.A, and could hardly move a couple yards before being swarmed like they were famous. They'd picked Bakugo up while on their rounds, and he hadn't been able to shake them since.
Nejire broke into laughter, and Bakugo bared his fangs at the know-it-all.
"Hey hey! No reason to be upset!" She was like a fly, buzzing in front of Katsuki and far too close to his face. "He's gotten all of us with 'The Speech'."
"'The Speech'..." Tamiki shamefully gripped his arm. The hell was with this guy? "That's what all the third years are calling it. About every one of us got similar words from All Might, and now we're stuck here, patrolling the streets to be preyed on like animals...!"
"Hey, come on! Pull yourself together Tamiki." An overwhelming pat on the back was all it took to make Bakugo bark, Mirio crossing far too many social boundaries. "What better time to represent U.A than right now!? On Hero's Weekend! Ammer' right, 'Kacchan'?"
"Don't ever call me that…!" Bakugo swatted the piss ant's burly hand from his body. "It's bad enough I got stuck with one of Deku's lame friends. This day couldn't get any worse…"
"Midoriya's told me so much about you man! You definitely live up to the name, haha!" Togata's hand found themselves on Katsuki's shoulder once more. Was this really the same guy that made his entire class look like a joke? He certainly had the title, but he'd have to see it for himself. "And I wouldn't give up just yet. Come on! We'll show ya somethin' exciting! But keep it on the 'DL', mmkay~?
"M-Mirio! You're not serious!?" Amajiki's fear spiked, but what else was new?
"Lighten up! It's practically tradition at this point!"
"What the hell are you guys talking about!?" Katsuki wasn't all for surprises.
But this one in particular, was one he was not expecting.
The group found themselves back at the dorms, and they weren't alone. Many of the third years were here, with music blaring through the walls. It smelled of snacks, a party, and...booze?
"What is all this?"
"It's tradition for U.A third years to hold a 'secret commemoration party' for all of our hard work and dedication to heroism. But honestly…" Mirio greeted one of his classmates before grabbing a bottle of Scotch and two cups. "It's just an excuse to get us through the day."
"So we usually all find a place during the day to...y'know." Amajiki reluctantly took the poured liquid from Togata's hand. "But now since we have the dorms, it's been a menagerie— even during the school year."
"Hero's Weekend is pretty lame when you're a third year." Hado came back with a bottle of her own, whining as even she found the day pretty exhausting. "But hey! You can totally join us now Bakugo! Here, it'll be fun!" Nejire pushed a full cup of god-knows-what into his chest, taking the boy's attention away from his phone. And Katsuki looked at the blue-haired beauty like she was crazy...at first. He observed his surroundings— he hadn't even been up here before, on the third floor of Heights Alliance. He glanced at the colored liquid, then back towards his phone's screen.
'Call Failed'. He glared at the beautiful lock screen of Mina, whose blowing kiss was seemingly taunting him. She was probably somewhere with that Icy-Hot bastard, littering his name with complaints and his imperfections.
Suddenly not thinking about Hado's cacophony of a mixture as long as before, he placed his device back in his pocket, where it'd stay. He was among the best U.A had to offer, recognized for his ability and genius. And as two faces beamed brightly at him (Tamiki just as uneasy as he was although he'd been in this predicament before), Bakugo slowly opened up, and decided to cut loose. He was deserving of all this. He was among the elite— the elite of the elite at that.
Katsuki was shit-faced in about fifteen minutes, partying with the third years back in the dorms.
The afternoon light painted the festivities in a wonderful color, and the energy in the air only grew with heroic passion. The group saw many of their friends while strolling in the streets: Kaminari, Mineta, and Sero were playing games at various amusement areas (womanizing in the mix of course). Mr. Aizawa and their other professors gleamed in their hero attire and greeted their fellow students. It was hard to miss Aoyama, twinkling in his own unique way. Familiar Class 1-B faces all around, and of course, Midoriya, Iida, and Uraraka forming their own pack and bumping into the group.
"Hey you guys!" Mina's excitement had been spilling out for the past few hours now, rushing over and embracing her equally excited pink-cheeked girlfriend.
Kirishima and Midoriya nearly choked; females had a tendency for hashing out their differences as fast as they appeared, it seemed. But the two weren't aware where and when Ochaco and Mina had done that, gossiping, holding hands and jumping in excitement as soon as they'd seen each other.
"Look at the sunset! It's beautiful!"
"Uh, like you! Girl, you're glowing~" Mina complimented, running her fingers through Uraraka's ends and appreciating her silky hair.
"Oh, stop~! What are you guys doing here anyway!?" The question was more for Shoto, as Uraraka's eyes had landed on him— as well as Izuku's and Tenya's.
"Yes! Todoroki! It's good to see you enjoying the festivities!"
"Is it really that bad?"
"Uh-heh! I think what they're trying to say is, it's nice to see you out enjoying yourself and cutting loose for a change…" Midoriya padded everyone's wording the best he could. Mina snapped her fingers before asking her classmates on any leads to Katsuki's whereabouts.
"He's not calling me back, that blockhead…!"
"You probably scared him off, calling him twenty times!" Kirishima probably deserved what came after.
"Maybe he's just busy…"
"Hm? Kacchan's right over there actually, with the third years." Izuku pointed to the large group of U.A students, huddling around the gates of the prestigious high school.
"We tried to save him before he got swarmed— again. The Sports Festival made him really popular to the upperclassmen…" Ochaco honestly felt bad for the guy. Like a feral dog adjusting to domestic life, and she meant that quite literally. They watched as the group of students gathered none other than Katsuki himself in the middle, posing for a photo adorned in their hero attire. He had frosting smeared on his face, and a blatant fluster spread across the bridge of his nose.
"Huh, I didn't know Kacchan was friends with so many upperclassmen..."
"I heard, they throw this huge day-party on Hero's Weekend. Bakugo probably got a little taste." Kirishima was glad to see the guy so mellowed out today.
"Alright everyone!" Togata sure had a pair of lungs on him. "Plus Ultra on three! One, two…!"
"They're so cute!" Uraraka clasped her hands together in joy. She just hoped her class was brimming with such spirit when they were in their final year.
But not everyone was so happy. No, not even close.
"M-Mina?"
She was boiling with animalistic rage. Several of her classmates backed away from the ticking time bomb as her eye twitched maddeningly. The plunge of her ice cream cone, colliding with the cement and bleeding against the floor was the least of their concerns: Katsuki's signature smirk was plastered on his face, and while everyone posed and shouted at the top of their lungs, somebody thought it appropriate to smear their lips gently against her boyfriend's cheek!
"PLUS ULTRA~!"
Mirio held his phone as far away as possible, snapping everyone in a photo for the ages— and Bakugo flipping the bird with a spark-filled hand, arm wrapped around the wondrous-looking Nejire Hado herself, who's lipstick smudged his face.
"Rr! I'll show you Plus Ultra...!" Mina spat through her teeth, leaving small craters of melted fury with every step, steaming and seething.
"See you at the after party Katsuki~" The blue-haired beauty charmed before walking off all cat-like and giggly amongst her pack of friends.
"Yeah man, you better be there— yo! Midoriya! You guys! What are ya' waitin' for!?" Togata called out with overzealous glee (a lightweight most likely) before gesturing the young faces to follow everyone back to the dorms. And while Izuku, Tenya, and Ochaco gladly complied, Mina would be right there as well. After she picked a rather large bone with someone.
"Yeah, whatever." Bakugo sighed, scratching the back of his head before turning around and getting back to—
*bump*
"What the— watch i-i-Mina!?" To her surprise, Katsuki's couldn't seem happier to see her. But there was a faint smell in his breath.
"What the hell was that!? You and...!" Ashido pouted furiously. She glared beyond him, watching that witch's alluring figure and…large breasts and...tempting hips. Mina didn't cope well with intimidation like Nejire Hado of Class 3-A.
"Hm? Oh, that was just her bein' friendly. She's been a pest honestly, making me party all day..." Ugh! How could he be so...so calm!?
"Oh, 'just friendly'!? Then what do you call this!?" Ashido wiped that awful lip imprint from Bakugo's cheek. "So you've been with her all day, huh!?"
"Rr, lay off! The hell's the matter with you!?" He swatted her hands away with anger, and the more the smell of liquor coiled up her nose, the worse this situation got.
"Ah! What's the matter with me!?" Ashido was adamant on her stance, folding her arms and barraging him with accusations. "You couldn't even pick up the phone? I-I don't know— shoot a text!?"
"I called you! Besides, I was busy!"
"Hey, how about we—"
"Shut up!" Kirishima gave up as the two beasts spat at him.
"You were busy!?" Mina returned her frustrations to Katsuki, closing even more space between them. "Busy partying!?"
"Well today sucked! And—"
"And what!?" That distraught look in her eyes. He…
"I wanted to spend time with you dammit! And you weren't…" He hated it. She was her own tragic hero, and she had the nerve to feel sorry for herself. "You weren't there..."
"...wh-wha—"
"Ah, shut up. I-It doesn't matter! It's like I have to walk on this thin line for you, every goddamn time! You can spend the entire day with this bastard…!" He rudely pointed to Shoto, who refrained from interjecting. "But the minute I hang out with some third years—"
"Leave Todoroki out of this!"
"I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?" He inched closer to Mina's face.
"Excuse me?"
"Forget it." Ripping his mask from his face, Katsuki walked away from Ashido, leaving to blow off some steam.
"Bakugo!"
"Save it for someone who cares." He waved behind him, leaving Kirishima, Todoroki— and most of all— Ashido, with this terrible feeling in their stomachs. The sky gleamed with ironic brilliance, a gorgeous orange painting the sky and the faces of those still enjoying their time on the streets.
"Ugh! I hate you!" Today started off so well. Mina would have never seen threatening levels of stress coming a couple hours ago. But she was huffing with anger, puffing with hot tears of rage spilling down her face, and throwing Katsuki's U.A hat to the floor. She blew through couples and other various groups of people as she stormed off in the other direction.
"I should've stayed home..." Shoto mumbled to himself.
"First time?" Todoroki turned to see a miraculous smile still on Eijiro's face. He even broke into light laughter, patting the ice-cold boy on the arm before assuring him this all 'came with the package'. "You get used to it— hey, I'm gonna go knock some sense into that guy. Could you…" He nudged his head at the pink young lady who put quite the distance between them, sulking at a bench that watched a nearby stream of sparkling water. It was the least Todoroki could do, seeing as he felt partially responsible. With Kirishima chasing after Bakugo, and the rest of the U.A students who were kicking the day into second gear, Shoto slowly approached Mina in an attempt to freeze time, and hopefully her pain along with it.
He sat beside her, his eyes resting on her for a while. She heard his feet approaching and tried her best to clean up her face.
"At least you're still 'glowing'."
Mina could have never expected that. An awkward compliment and Todoroki's best attempt at a half-assed smile. She laughed, wiping her eyes once more before shaking her head.
"I'm sorry. I really wish you guys wouldn't have to witness…'us' every three seconds." Ashido played with her fingers for a while, before looking out at the water. It reminded her of the beach, and that moment of happiness Katsuki shared with her while they walked the sands for what felt like an eternity. He was so good at making her happy, making her feel.
It was starting to become a double-edged sword.
"It's just…he's so good at not caring sometimes..." Sad eyes couldn't help but feel for the girl, Shoto watching Mina hold up her head only to wipe more tears away. "You know what he said to me this morning!? He called me his wife Todoroki. His wife! Could you believe that? Katsuki!?"
"Truthfully: no, I can't." That sounded a little too soft for Bakugo, even though he was only now getting to know the blonde a little more personally over the past couple weeks. They were more or less forced to with the extra classes and all, and Todoroki would be a liar if he said he hadn't caught Katsuki daydreaming once or twice, with Mina's conversation open on his phone.
"Right!? But he said it! And I fucking believed him…!" Mina wasn't one for cursing. But when she did, it was quite something. She was a passionate girl, one way or another.
While she shook her head in dismay, Todoroki searched. He searched a good while for the right words to say, and what made sense in the situation. But the fact was, logic never did him any favors. At least, not when it came to sentimentals.
A stressful breath came from the boy's mouth, and Ashido couldn't help but watch icy steam blow into the air despite such nice weather.
"You and Bakugo have something special. Even I can see that; it's different when it comes to you two. You guys have been through a lot together, that much I'm sure of." The frost in his breath disappeared, Shoto creating contrast and letting fire dance in his palm. "But we all had to watch you guys' first, er, b-breakup, I guess…"
Mina had never heard words like these from Shoto. It was a spectacle. One would think he had a heart of ice, so actually hearing it was something else. In fact, she'd apparently forgotten to cry.
"And I'm sure that, down the road, something even worse will happen."
"W-why would you—!"
"It's not that I'm betting on it Ashido." Not many got the opportunity to look this boy in the eyes either. But Mina was clouded by his beautiful face, and captivated by the multicolored glow.
"What I'm saying is, if you feel this...weak, whenever something puts a wrench between you and Bakugo, then maybe you guys should just go separate ways. Because every one of us is strong— and that includes you too."
He knew all too well of toxic relationships. Things like 'making it work' or 'it'll turn out okay' were dreams the half-and-half boy woke up from years ago— when he was a mere child. He wouldn't tell the girl before him, his friend, to drag her feet through the mud just for a chance at happiness. Not if it meant an experience that was even a fraction similar as his father put his mother through.
Whether they were kind or gentle, Shoto's words were genuine. That's what mattered to her. What also mattered, was that Todoroki was starting to stir up old feelings within her. Toxic feelings. Feelings of inferiority and weakness. Feelings of holding one back. Feelings that, despite Katsuki snuffing out these toxic flames, managed to rekindle because of him. So what did that mean for Mina?
Ashido shut her eyes tight, but trails of water streamed down her face. It was amazing, how someone who lifted her up so high over the course of months, dropped her into the dirt in the matter of one day— in a couple of seconds, at that.
Without warning, a bundle of pink hair rested on Shoto's shoulders. He couldn't help but blush, as she smelled of flowers. She was a little too close for comfort. But that's exactly what she needed right now: comfort. So he'd provide it. As her friend.
"My relationship's a joke…" A battered whisper crawled from the girl's lips, before she scoffed at the thought.
"Then maybe it's time you found a new one."
Slowly, Ashido rolled her head upward, water still at the brim of her eyelids. He'd been staring out at the water for longer than he realized, and felt her hair brush against his face. It made him turn, only to actually acknowledge the beauty of her eyes for once. He hadn't taken the time to examine Mina features, let alone any of his classmates (at least the ones that hadn't affected him personally). He also wasn't great at masking his emotions, shock on his face while staring into incredible orbs of royalty.
It caused his lips to part, out of shock.
And it was strange. Shoto couldn't even remember when Mina's lips met his own. But it wasn't until her sweet taste brushed against his tongue mistakenly, did he realize that's exactly what this was...
A mistake.
Todoroki immediately broke their spell himself, pushing Mina away at arm's length before scooting back in his seat.
"W-what the hell are you doing?"
"I…"
Nothing. Only hyperventilation before Mina slapped her hand over her mouth, standing with shame and embarrassment.
"Oh no…" Muffled words spilled from the cracks. She felt sick, like she'd throw up from disgust with herself, and certain that she'd written a contract that wrote off her relationship with the young man she loved forever.
"I...I'm so sorry!"
"Mina, wait!" As if she would. She wouldn't look back. She wouldn't even think about it. The cold taste that resided on her lips still, but a memory. She just hurried to her refuge, wanting nothing more than to sit in her room, and forget.
She could hear the music playing upstairs. These thin walls didn't help much when one wanted some peace and quiet. But that wasn't going to happen anyway. Mina's heart was beating in her ears, and the first thing she had to do was run to the bathroom. She spat several times into the sink, trying to get Shoto's taste out her mouth as she looked at herself in the mirror. Now she understood.
"What the hell were you thinking…!?" She watched the venomous saliva ooze down the drain, cursing once more before rinsing the sink out. God forbid she ran into the slightest inconvenience. No wonder her relationship could become so rocky at times.
Katsuki could bear the weight of the world with her on his shoulders, and she couldn't even lift a pound's worth. She splashed her face with water to rid herself of this feeling- this feeling of foolishness that arose whenever he so much as stepped out of line.
As Ashido dragged her feet to her room, autumnal light beamed in her eye. Her door was cracked. She walked in hesitantly…
"Took ya long enough."
Only a weak smile would greet the pretty young lady, who was cloaked in the scarlet afternoon light shining from her window. Bakugo's mask and gauntlets lay scattered across the floor, along with his other equipment. Had he been waiting for her?
"Katsuki! W-what are you doing here…and what happened to your face— oh my gosh!" Mina rushed to his side, cupping her face and tending to him with care. She carefully ran her thumb across the minor cuts on his face, irritating the blonde despite him letting her do so.
"That stupid-haired moron has a way with words…" Bakugo foreshadowed his little scuffle from earlier. He knew he was being immature. He just wished Mina could come off a peg or two, and Kirishima wasn't such a hard ass. "Anyway, it doesn't matter." He shook his head, brushing her hands from his face.
"No Bakugo. It does…" She looked to the glint beaming off the pristine polished wooden floors with sullen eyes. It mattered— and a lot more than Bakugo could have known. "I messed up. And there's something I need to tell you…"
"That can wait." He took either of her hands, and pulled her closer. "Mina…"
What was this? Another quirk of his? Ashido found herself captivated by Katsuki's...well, everything. That face. The way he looked upon her. How close they were to one another, only skin and fabric separating their hearts. And of course, his scarlet red eyes.
"I don't want anything else to come between us."
That look. She hadn't looked this innocently cute since their first kiss, since they were still strangers to one another. The red flush in her cheeks, astonishment filling her beautiful eyes; being breath-taken by a single genuine effort of love.
That's what this was about.
"Bakugo, I..." He wasn't one to do these kinds of things. Sentiment from Katsuki only meant that he'd been giving it a lot of thought. And the truth was, he'd been thinking about Ashido every second of the day.
However, as much as his acidic queen wanted to indulge in all of this, her stomach churned with a sickness she'd given herself earlier on.
Bakugo arched his brow, concerned as the girl held her stomach in slight pain.
"You ok?" If only he knew. Mina only nodded in reassurance, but acting on the good of his heart, Katsuki moved her to the edge of her bed. "If it was that dumb, you could've just said."
"No, stupid." Mina giggled as Katsuki ran crisp fingers over her legs, caressing her inner thighs in delight. As she wrapped her armed lovingly around his neck, Ashido slowly forgot about the events from earlier.
But perhaps she didn't forget. Maybe Mina decided to bury the haunting truth under that impeccable smile of his. "For Katsuki's sake" she'd tell herself over and over, believing in her fabricated truth. She sold their relationship to the devil, and it was only a matter of time before she'd have to maintain her end of the bargain.
Katsuki, however, was lustful, desire oozing from his gaze. Bakugo's eyes explored Mina like she was the first layer of snow, perfect and untouched. Yet he dared to tread into the wonders of her silky body.
"Spread your legs…"
The pink girl laughed, but after hitching her breath as Bakugo dug into the crook of her neck, nipping and licking at her ear, she began to melt. Ashido's knees broke apart from each other, and Bakugo nearly fell on top of her, catching himself on her thighs. The blonde pulled Mina closer, his crotch crushed against her warm womanhood
"B-Bakugo…" She was crumbling again. Mina had lost count how many times she's submitted to this sexual pressure she couldn't get enough of.
"Talk to me." He made a grab straight for her breast, his palm filling and spilling over with her fleshy orb. But she took his hand, and placed it on the side of her rear.
"Touch me…!" The horned girl pleaded, dying for more of Bakugo's explosive dominance. Mina was falling prey to lust herself, smiling while playing with Katsuki, their tongues dancing in harmony, fighting to overcome the other. The way she desperately held onto his forearms as Bakugo took her hips. He needed to go further.
Ashido began to suck on the boy's lips as experienced hands slipped up her jersey. She tore off Bakugo's neck armor, letting it clank to the floor before her nails skipped through the blonde fields. The scent of her arousal was excruciating on his every nerve, Katsuki letting up to gaze into the overcast orbs he fell in love with quite some time ago. Ashido moved in to hastily kiss her lover, but Bakugo's selfish desires were much more important, running a smooth palm up her torso, traversing through the valley of her cleavage, and resting at the warzone of her neck before modestly choking her. He placed an ounce of pressure, Mina unraveling her body for him as her back flowed to the sheets, purring endlessly.
Incredible heat rushed into the girl's body, and she couldn't ward off the feeling between her legs. She pulled on Katsuki's shirt, letting his tongue explore her mouth. The throbbing between his legs was too much, Ashido submitting, and his sweatpants were still firm around his waist.
Bakugo plunged into Ashido's neck without hesitation, her sultry skin melting in his mouth. Mina cried out in pleasure, soft caresses running laps across her thighs, which trembled and twitched with every grinding motion of his hips. She was in a cloud, her mind nothing but blessed fog as adrenaline pumped through Katsuki, who wanted nothing more than to meander in marvelous shades of rosé.
Her lips were stolen, life siphoned from them, and all she could do was gaze back into his eyes.
Katsuki'd take his sweet time dismantling Mina, a trail of saliva and steam pathing to her breast. Mina howled into the clasp of her hand, shuttering and squirming as Bakugo's fingers twisted and pumped her insides. It was so stimulating, so hot, she thought. Her thoughts couldn't manifest, consistent only for a second before the nerves in her lower body screamed. His teeth grazed the sensitive skin, perky nipples being abused by the thrashing of his tongue, pleasant taste being sucked straight from her body.
By the time Bakugo was tasting her on his digits, Mina lay broken atop his bed, her arms covering her eyes and her breathing critical. Her clit was dribbling, sticky cream that frosted his fingers and lit up his taste buds. Yet Katsuki growled in anger, dissatisfied, forcefully gripping and pulling Ashido's hips. Her smooth legs dangled over the border of her bed, and she braced herself by biting on her lips, Bakugo wrestling to remove the sweatpants and panties which now hung at her ankles.
Mina wailed in rapture, her back arching while Katsuki's tongue ran swirls deep inside of her. She gripped her breast, and found her breath caught on the door to pleasure, hardly breathing at all. The silky skin under his hands, creamy thighs crushing either side of his head, mind-controlling musk that crept up his nose, it was more than he could handle. Bakugo's throbbing was practically tearing through his pants, crouching to his feet from his knees, only to dive deeper inside of his beloved, whose face grew flush.
"Stop moving…!" Bakugo snarled, gripping harder on Mina's love handles before slamming her down to the bed. Ashido's moans were filling the crisp air, afternoon light shining down upon the two. She was tugging at his hair, uncontrollable release banging at the door, Mina gasping for life as her face was covered by her luscious locks. Katsuki's lips departed, taking a brief moment before carefully flicking his tongue against her throbbing clit, a precise finger slowly churning and sinking deeper and deeper.
"I...I'm…!" He adored that shattered voice of hers, Mina tightening up her body while her toes curled at the intensity. She was struggling, dying, fighting back the urge to not just utterly explode inside Katsuki's mouth as a few tears were lightly forming in the corners of her eyes. His speed was becoming rapid, his hot breath was beating against her pussy, and Ashido couldn't press her legs together any tighter.
Mina's body began to convulse, legs and hips bucking wildly. She bit down hard, struggling so much that a streak of saliva slipped from the ends of her mouth, before releasing a stressed moan that was held in for far too long. Color faded from her eyes, which shortly after began to roll backwards as shimmering waves of raw ecstasy blasted every fiber of her being. Katsuki held strongly onto thick pink thighs, which lay flaccid as though Mina had passed out, lapping and sucking up every last sweet and delicious drop of creamy nectar that spilled from her.
"Did I make it up to you?" Bakugo mumbled, wiping his mouth as he watched Ashido recover from her orgasm. She dug her elbows into the bed, staring at him with hunger eyes.
No words. Only a slow shake of the head as Mina kicked her pants from her ankles.
"Uh-uh…" She crawled forward on her hands and knees, snatching a tuft of his tight hero tank top. "Get back here...and do. Me."
"Dammit, hold on Pinky-!" Katsuki's cherry cheeks burned as he was pulled into a bundle of laughter and under the blankets. And that's where they'd stay for the next couple hours.
Bakugo snoozed the night away like a baby, clenching Mina's hourglass figure while crisp white light mixed with the deep blue shade of her room. But if only she could sleep so soundly.
If only this gut-wrenching feeling wasn't coiling ever-so strongly in her stomach.
She stirred as much as Bakugo's strong arms allowed her to, a saddened face gazing out her balcony view.
"You're still up." Katsuki's hold loosened. Ashido fell into a cold sweat, feeling his body shift against her, his eyes boring into the back of her head. "What's eating you?"
How long, she thought, a warm hand finding her shoulder. She turned, and Bakugo furrowed his brows at the sight of water spilling from her eyes.
How long could she keep the truth from him?
The End.
Had this little surprise planned for MONTHS now. I have (now) two projects still in the works, but it's been hard while also working on—
Bakugo's face went blank, his chest rising and falling slowly. However, as Mina watched the droplets of sweat roll down his handsome face, his chest would rise and fall, faster, and faster.
"You what…?"
Not that long...
How inconvenient. What a cliff hanger; if only there was a sequel... ;P