Morosis: (n.) the stupidest of stupidities

When the girls from 1-A invite you to the mall with them, you don't expect it to turn into such a big affair. Whispered words and presented plans travel around until the entirety of 1-A walks together through the large building.

This arrangement both thrills and bothers you. While it's true that being with the whole class allows you to send unassuming glances in Bakugo's direction, it is equally true that Bakugo is, well, an asshole.

But dammit if he isn't your type.

"(Name), where do you want to go first?" Mina rambles, her head twisting this way and that, eyes glowing as she settles into her element. "Ooo! We should go to Sephora first! They've released some new brands that look like they might work with my complexion!"

"Sure, we can hit up make-up first. I want to check out some video games and the bookstore at some point, though." You beam.

"Oh, yes! I have a list of books I need to search for." Momo agrees.

You take note that Ochaco and Tsu linger behind, so you slow your pace so that you're in the back with them. It's important to you to keep surveillance on the group as a whole, always keeping a watch out for danger.

"Were you wanting to look for a specific game, ribbit?" Tsu asks, side-stepping a toddler squealing happily towards a photo booth.

"I've been meaning to look and see if the sequel to Dazzling Designer has come out yet. I've got 300 hours logged on the first game, and I wasn't disappointed when I saw the trailer for the sequel."

"My favorite is Amphibious Adventures."

"That fits." You laugh, picking up a lip tint tester and swatching the color on the inside of your wrist. You crinkle your nose and then set it aside.

"I like more casual games, ribbit. They don't stress me out as much."

"I can understand that." You continue searching for a shade to your liking. "Do you like dating simulators, then?"

"Some of them. Others just aren't made well." Tsu shrugs.

You carry on like this for some time, everyone helping each other find what they want or engaging in idle chatter while you ponder where Bakugo might have gone with his posse. He gives me sports store vibes. The image of Bakugo in a plaid shirt and mountain climbing gear suddenly plagues your mind and you smile to yourself.

Well, you thought it was to yourself.

"Ooo, whatcha thinkin' about?" You jump at the sound of Toru's voice. "Oops! Sorry, I didn't mean to sneak up on you."

"No, you're fine." You chuckle, tucking your hair behind your ear as you move on. "Did you find anything you liked, Toru?"

"Nah. It's hard to find much since I'm invisible." As you start walking towards the door to wait on the others to finish up.

"Oh, yeah, that has to be frustrating." You empathize.

You're careful to keep control of your wandering thoughts afterwards, feeling successful since you dodged her question. But when you all start walking again, you can't stop your eyes from searching for the Bakusquad. You think you catch sight of Kirishima's red hair, but are promptly redirected when Momo gets giddy and guides the lot of you into the bookstore.

The beautiful sight of colorful spines and the entrancing smell of leather bound pages calls to you like a siren song. Within seconds, everyone loses themselves to the luxury of lexicon around them, going in their own direction.

You head towards the manga first, hoping to find an affordable copy from your favorite series. You get distracted a few times with other titles that you've been interested in, but when you make it to your initial goal, Bakugo stands in front of the shelf.

You tense at first, but clear your throat and stand next to him, scouring the shelves for what you want. Even though he doesn't say a word, you feel the heat of his presence beside you. Damn, if he wasn't such an asshole, I'd ask him out. Since he's minding his own business, you mind yours. However, when you reach for the book you want, Bakugo breaks the silence.

"Hmph. You read Music House?" He asks. Do his eyes soften?

"U-Uh, yeah." You reply, shocked that he's talking to you. Maybe he's not as bad as he seems.

"Good manga, but I bet your favorite character is Hikaru, isn't it?"

I take it all back. You frown at his comment.

"What's wrong with Hikaru?"

"Tch. Knew it." Bakugo smirks, looking over the selection and grabbing a volume that's several copies ahead of you in the series. "The only chicks that like Hikaru are the ones that don't know a man when they see one."

"Oh, yeah? Well who's your favorite character, huh? I bet it's Vesper!"

"Duh, she's a badass and not a weak extra like Hikaru!"

"But Vesper likes Hikaru…and Hikaru isn't weak!" You growl out, stepping closer to him with a pointed finger on his chest. "In fact, he reminds me of you!"

"Me? That weak bastard reminds you of me? Are you calling me weak?!" He hisses, getting in your face.

"I told you, Hikaru's not weak!" You ground out before shoving him one good time. "You're not weak, Bakugo, you're just oblivious. You wanna kiss me so bad, it makes you look stupid!"

You don't know why you said it, but when his hand grips your jaw and rough lips assault yours, you're not complaining. Your eyes flutter and when you sway a bit when he pulls away, dazed as you look at him.

"Now who looks stupid?" He says with a cheeky grin and flushed cheeks.

And he leaves you dumbfounded in the aisle.