It's been a year since you and Deshawn had been living in the abandoned church, you were now 6, and Deshawn 13, still living off the grid.
You both have been doing a good job of staying out of trouble, especially with the law, avoiding every way to be seen or followed by anyone.
You were doing your normal studying, nose deep in a book per usual, while Deshawn was out doing whatever he does, the sky bright with the sun out, being grateful for the light shining through the windows.
Although the church had been abandoned, you and Deshawn cleaned up nice, there wasn't much to clean, and the church had stayed in peak condition, with nice flooring, and nice carpet, it doesn't get any cleaner than this.
Deshawn somehow was able to bring in a clean water source, you still think he used his quirk to make such a miracle happen, same with the whole church.
You looked out the window, enjoying the view of the trees and beautiful butterflies flying around the beautiful sun's rays.
You smiled, it's been a while since you have been at peace like this, you couldn't remember a time when you could relax like this in a comfortable living space.
This ambiance made your studying relaxing for a change, suddenly you hear the front door open.
"Hey, Y/n! I have some products so we can do our hair, but first, we're gonna do some training!" He shouted as he shut the door and placed the products down on a couch he took.
"Stolen?" you asked in your little voice.
"Borrowed from a friend." He lied, thinking you were too young to realize it.
"Ok!" you replied, he was right, you were too young to realize he was lying.
It made him smile, it showed that amid all this mess, he was still protecting your innocence from the harsh reality of the situation you were in.
"Go get changed into the sports clothes I bought for you," he said.
"Stolen too?" you asked again.
"I just said I bought them didn't I?" he said with a sassy tone.
You sprung out of your chair and ran to your room, it was just the break room, but you and Deshawn decorated it nicely, you put in a bed and a nice desk for your studying, a nice window, Deshawn bought you your favorite color rug to cover the partially rough carpet, he said he was going to put a T.V in your room.
You searched through the bins that stored most of your clothes, sadly your room didn't have a closet, but you don't mind.
You grabbed a white shirt and sweats, the clothes Deshawn said he "bought."
You rushed back to the front room and waited for Deshawn.
"I'm already outside Y/n!" he shouted, with that being said you walked to Deshawn awaiting what you were going to work on today.
"Alright, did you do your morning stretches and exercise?" he asked.
You nodded your head with a proud smile across your face.
"Good job," he said with a laugh as he looked at your dorky smile.
"Alright today we're gonna work on agility, I want you to jump on that tree branch and balance walk on it, back and forth, and be careful not to break the branch, you have to be light on your feet, understand?" He said in a long explanation.
"Like yesterday?" you asked, Deshawn laughed.
"Yeah just like yesterday, just without all the falling, and actually jumping onto the branch and not climbing the tree," he said picking fun at you.
"Not funny!" You complained with a pout, you can admit yesterday's training wasn't your best, but you knew you could do it today.
"Here, just watch me," Deshawn said.
Deshawn leaped from the ground and onto one of the large tree branches with ease, he started to balance on the branch and walk the branch back and forth, he even decided to show off by balancing with one foot.
"See! it's so easy I can do it with one foot," he said with a laugh, you rolled your eyes at the sight.
"If you wanna keep them then I suggest you keep them straight," he said scolding you, you quickly straightened up, knowing he was full of seriousness.
"Now that you see how easy it is, you try." He said gracefully as he jumped down from the tree, "Remember, if you fall I'm here to catch you." He assured you.
You nodded, part of you still afraid , but you weren't going to let it stop you.
"Just go for it, really I don't know why you're so afraid to jump on a tree but you're so quick to jump off a tower of junk and onto another person," he said picking at you.
You scoffed in annoyance, "I'm not scared" you muttered under your breath.
"Then make the jump Y/n," he responded.
Nothing you said or did could get past Deshawn, which annoyed you a bit.
You closed your eyes in an attempt to concentrate, You knew you could do it, all you needed was the willpower to follow through.
You opened your eyes and looked at Deshawn for reassurance, knowing he was here to catch you made you feel at ease.
Without a second thought, you leaped off the ground toward the branch and landed successfully.
You wanted to cheer but you had to remember to balance on the branch and be light on your feet.
"Great job Y/n! Now balance and walk back and forth on the branch and remember be light on your feet!"
Hearing your brother's words of praise you followed the task, you gently walked on the branch, your arms stretched out for balance.
You reached the end of the branch, all that was left to do was walk back and jump off the tree.
The hard part would be turning your body while balancing on the slightly thin tree branch.
"Y/N you'll have to jump and then turn your body, there are more ways than just that but that's the one I want you to do for now, OK?" Deshawn said.
You nodded your head, but you hesitated, afraid that you might fall, you were about ten feet in the air, you looked down and saw that Deshawn was in the perfect position to catch you just in case you did fall.
You took in a deep breath and before you let a second thought pass through your mind, you jumped and shifted your body in the opposite direction, successfully sticking the landing.
"Awesome Y/n!" Deshawn cheered as you were finishing the training, You looked down as you were finally done, all you had to do now was jump from the tree.
Deshawn could see the doubt creeping into your mind, "Don't worry, I'm here to catch you." He said reassuringly.
You instantly jumped without a second thought, that being very popular for you today, and just like he said Deshawn caught you, he gently placed you down on your feet.
"Great job today lil sis, I'm proud of you," he said gently as he reached his hand out for a high five.
You quickly took the chance and slapped his hand as hard as you could.
"Ouch, geez you're getting really strong lately!" he said pretending, causing you to laugh.
The sound of your laugh made him smile, "All right go inside and take a shower so we can wash your hair today OK?" you nodded your head and ran inside.
***
You were scrolling on your phone, since you had nothing better to do at the moment, just filling your head with funny videos and memes.
You had your hair prepped for Deshawn to do your hair today.
The doctors had already run the tests they needed to do on you before they released you from the hospital, but so many things filled your head.
But one thing clouded your mind, the fact that Bakugo is now your non-boyfriend boyfriend, you chuckled at the thought, nearly kicking your feet in the bed.
You couldn't believe that someone as hot-headed as Bakugo would like anyone romantically.
You reflected on the way he expressed his emotions, you knew it was hard for him because it was just as difficult for you too.
Just a few months ago the only person you would talk to was your brother, and now you have friends and a non-boyfriend boyfriend.
So much can change in a few months, you're learning new things about your quirk and about yourself.
Life couldn't get any better than it is right at this moment, you smiled ear to ear, feeling so dorky that you're having these thoughts, feeling grateful to be alive at an age like this, in a moment like this.
Suddenly the door shot open, it was your brother.
"Get your phone out your face like that, it's not good for your eyes," he said scolding you.
"I'm already wearing glasses, what more damage could I do," you said back.
"Ok smart ass it's your vision, not mine," He said with a laugh, as he sat in the chair next to your bed, "So do you know what you want your next hairstyle to be?" he asked.
"Yes! I wanna do Island twists, but on the other hand, I wanted to do a 24-inch long wavy wig, I really don't know how to decide between the two," you excitedly said.
"Well I can only help you with the island twist, I don't know how to install a wig," he said laughing.
"You could help braid my hair for the wig!" you said, an audible groan left from Deshawn.
"You're the one who offered to help me with my next hairstyle!" You said picking fun at him.
He groaned even more as he threw his head back against the chair, you laughed at his expense.
"I know and it was a very bad idea, I haven't done your hair in a while," he said sitting himself up and grinning at himself.
Reflecting on all the times he's done your hair and eventually taught you to do your own hair.
"So this should be fun! We always had a good time while doing my hair." You said still excited.
"I guess you're right, so pick a style you want so we can get started on it ok?" He said flashing a huge smile.
You let out a weird yelp of joy, which made Deshawn laugh.
"I want the Island Twist!!" You exclaim excitedly nearly jumping out of the bed with excitement.
"Alright, do you already have the hair or do I have to go buy some?" He asked as he stood up.
"You might need to go buy it, you already know what colors I want?" You asked.
Deshawn started to walk towards the door, you watched him with confusion in your eyes.
You didn't even tell him what colors or what brand of hair to get for the style.
Suddenly he grabs a bag from the door and places it on your bed.
"I already bought it dummy, I didn't know if you would want color or not, so I just grabbed all of your favorite colors and some colors you haven't used before.
A smile covered your face as you rummage through the bag, seeing the options that you have.
You weren't able to contain your excitement, you felt like a kid in a candy store.
You weren't able to pick from so many options that Deshawn gave you.
"Ok I've decided, I want to use these," you gave him the hair and colors you wanted to use.
"Good choice, Let's get started," he said as he ripped the hair out of the bag and lined it up on the chair.
You turned your back against him as he stood behind you parting your hair.
"I haven't done this in a while so I'm gonna try and be gentle," he said, you could feel him being patient with his hands.
Deshawn is normally heavy handed, especially when he used to do your hair, and he considered you to be a little tender headed.
But you were very grateful that he chose a more gentler approach.
Although this felt very nostalgic, something was missing.
And then it finally hit you.
"De? You got your laptop?" You asked.
"Yeah but what for?" He said as he paused from doing your hair.
"Hand it here, I wanna watch something on it." You politely said.
Without another question, Deshawn went through his bag, pulled out his laptop, and handed it to you.
"Thanks." You said as you quickly put on you and Deshawn's favorite movie.
And just like that, everything felt perfect, having your brother doing your hair while you watched a relaxing movie.
Everything was playing out smoothly and you couldn't be more grateful for this feeling.
"How's school going, I checked your grades and you're doing great on everything, all A's keep it up." Deshawn spoke.
"Well everything is good, made some good friends. Besides the fact that I keep hurting myself, I'm learning a lot about Manifested Emotions." You said.
"Like?" He said with a carry on type tone.
"Like that, we can fly, and how insanely op our quirk can be, I can sense quirks, and some more that I can't really explain." You said.
"You mentioned something about an X-ray not too long ago, why did you want me to get it?" He asked.
"Well because they found out that I have a quirk mutation in my brain and they wanted to know if you had it too."
"Oh, that? That should've been on your file, I already knew about that." He said with a shrug type of tone.
"And you didn't bother to tell me!?" You explained angrily.
"Oh calm down, just slipped my mind a few times, and the flying I knew about that too." He said keeping the same tone.
"Another thing you wouldn't tell me nor bother to teach me." You said rolling your eyes, luckily he couldn't see your face.
"You don't remember that dad used to fly all the time?" He said with a laugh.
He may have thought it was funny but you genuinely had no memory of your father flying, or using his quirk at all.
"Yeah.." you said unsurely.
It bothered you that you didn't remember anything about your father.
You only have a few memories of your parents since they died when you were really young.
"I know what you're thinking Y/n," Deshawn said intentionally snapping you out of your thoughts.
"Don't be too hard on yourself if you don't remember, they died when you were 5, it's ok if you don't have many memories of them." He said comforting you.
Deshawn could easily tell when something was wrong with you, well, of course, he could, he's your brother.
"Just know, there's so much about the quirk we share that you couldn't imagine to be possible." He said.
You smiled, you remembered when you tried to compress your energy and you felt your quirks intensity.
"De?" You called out to him.
"Hm?"
"Do you activate your quirk when you're ready to use it?" You asked.
"Nah, comes naturally, the act of activating our quirk hinders it, we have a mutation in our brain remember?" He explained.
"Yeah?" You said confused.
"With a physical mutation, well technically internal mutation in our case, the quirk doesn't need to activate, it's always on go, know what I'm sayin'?" He explained.
"But that's not how mutation quirks work?" You said still confused.
"That's your problem right there, our quirk is like no other so you can't compare it to other quirks." He said with a laugh.
"I've said too much, I'll tell you another time." He said comedically.
"Dude come on you always say that." You say complaining.
"Switching topics, The nurse at the front told me that a lil nigga came here by himself after visiting hours to see you?" He said in a more serious tone.
"She said nigga?!" You say trying to play dumb.
"Don't play dumb Y/n, which one of those U.A. niggas came here." He said.
"Firstly my whole class came so she's gonna have to be more specific, and you tryna question me let's talk about you!" You say wanting to turn the tables on him.
"What about me?" He said almost laughing.
"You be out god knows where probably getting someone's daughter pregnant. You just make sure I don't become an aunt before 25," you say picking fun at him.
"I'm grown as fuck, I'm worried about yo little ass, and which one of those niggas tryna get with you." He said his tone more calmer, but it still had some weight to it.
"Don't worry, I pick 'em good, as for you, you the one with the awful track record, you like crazy bitches." You say laughing.
"I don't like crazy girls, I just seem to attract them," he said trying to defend himself.
It was funny to hear your brother squirm, it was like you finally had the upper hand.
"That whack ass excuse," you say as bust out laughing nearly falling off the bed.
Suddenly Deshawn hits your head with the comb he used to part your hair.
"Ouch! What was that for?" You exclaimed.
"Stop moving your damn head and maybe you won't get hit with the comb." He said calmly.
"Ok but damn you didn't have to hit me so damn hard geez that shit felt like rocks in a sock." You continued you complain.
He hit you again with the comb.
"Nigga what the fuck!" You shouted in pain.
"Watch your mouth before I do it again," he threatened.
"I'm starting to remember how mom used to braid my hair, she was more heavy handed though." You said in a soft chuckle.
"Hell yeah, mom braided hella hard," he said letting out a laugh.
"But she ain't never hit me that fuc- freaking hard!" You said restraining yourself from cussing so that you wouldn't get popped again.
"Oh toughen up, you've crashed through buildings a pop to the head with a comb should feel like a tickle." He said rolling his eyes.
"And that hurts like hell too, I didn't even think my body could break through a building until it actually happened," you confessed.
"Yeah I bet that shit hurt," he said laughing.
"You think it's funny now, but ain't nothin' sweet once your back crashes against a brick wall." You say with a hint of annoyance in your tone.
"I don't know how you doin it man, and to be honest I don't know how I'm doing it either," he said, his voice suddenly getting lower.
"Hm? What do you mean by that?" you said, curiosity in your tone.
"This isn't easy, being the brother of a reckless sister who's training to be a hero and she doesn't know the full capability of her quirk, it's hard, especially seeing you in a hospital bed, it's scary knowing that you're fighting villains and that you could potentially.." he didn't even want to finish his sentence.
You could hear the slight fear in his voice, it was good to know that he wasn't taking this whole hero training thing so lightly.
Many people praise heroes for being so brave, but their loved ones are the ones left to suffer when they get seriously hurt, or even worse.
It's not as talked about, but when it is it's a reminder to the world that heroes are just as human as civilians, they have the same fear when a villain attacks, you know what that fear feels like, you had it when you fought the Nomu.
"It's just really hard, sometimes I even have thoughts of pulling you out of that school, but I have to remember it isn't about what I want, but what you want, and Mom and Dad would want me to be strong, and that's what I'm gonna continue to do," he said, trying to force a smile.
"I'm very proud of you and how strong you're becoming, a sense of pride flowed through me when you fought so well in the sports festival." He confessed.
Your eyes widened, he had already told you but it meant more when he actually said it, you tried not to blush at your brother's praise, but you couldn't help it, a small chuckle of pride escaped from you.
"Thank you De, it means a lot to hear this from you," you say with a sense of genuine.
"You deserve all the praise you get, so have you settled on a hero name?" he asked his tone lifting.
"Yes, It's The Roaring Emotion Hero; Vehemence!" you exclaimed excitedly.
"You came up with that?" he said making fun of you.
"What you don't like it?" you retort.
"Nah the same sounds cold as fuck, but it sounds too good," he said laughing.
"Fine, my friend Shoji helped me out with the idea of the name, but the name itself was all me," you say priding yourself.
"So you did come up with it, not bad," he said, giving you more praise.
"Yeah, I gave him credit for helping me, he really did help me out with the name, I was trying to put the word emotional in my name but he showed me that it didn't need to be like that." you explained.
"And which one was Shoji?" he asked.
"The one with the mask, he has a mutant quirk, he's very quiet in class."
"Any trouble with students at the school"
"Not anyone I couldn't handle, there was this punk named Hitoshi Shinso, thought he could take my spot in the class so I checked him, then he acted like he wanted to fight so I quickly put my hair up and was ready to press my issue," you said, getting angrier thinking about the incident.
"So did you whoop his ass?"
"Nah he was touched by an angel since my classmates held me back, and I know he can't fight, have you seen him in the festival's tournament?" you said with a laugh.
"I knew his name sounded familiar, he fought your friend Midoriya kid in the first round didn't he?" he said.
"Yeah, I still need my lick back, he used his quirk on me twice," you say rolling your eyes.
"I can't even blame you, that's a nigga you might have to shoot," he said laughing.
"Very funny De," you say sarcastically.
Deshawn burst into laughter at your sarcasm.
You found it very annoying at first, but you couldn't stay mad at him for long, hearing his laugh, you hadn't heard in what felt like forever.
Nothing could possibly ruin this moment.
You closed your eyes and relaxed, feeling the breeze from the open window, hearing the ambiance from the movie playing in front of you.
Feeling fresh and relaxed, just what you needed.
After a few hours and many breaks, Deshawn had finished with your hair, you loved the result, it was just how you wanted them to look.
They were nice and you couldn't love them anymore, you were so in love with your hair.
You couldn't wait for everyone to see your new hairstyle, clearly Deshawn was still the better braider, he braided fast and made it look flawless.
"So do you like it?" he says as he watches you admire yourself in the bathroom mirror, of course his question was somewhat rhetorical, he knew you would love it.
"It's Perfect De! And it was quick!" you exclaimed as you couldn't stop looking at yourself in the mirror.
"Quick? It took me four hours to do that, not counting the breaks, it took pretty long," he said disagreeably.
"Boy this shit would've taken me all night to do by myself, you're a fast worker De!" You complimented.
He didn't like that you said a swear word, but he let it slide since you were in such a good mood that you didn't realize it.
"I can't wait for everyone to see me now! Don't get me wrong I love my natural hair the most but something about braids and locs will always get me so excited! It's like I never wanna be inside after my hair gets done!" Laughing with joy as you spoke.
Deshawn couldn't hold back his smile, seeing you this happy over how good your hair looks, you will always be a dork in his eyes.
"You're such a girly girl it's crazy to see sometimes," he says making fun of you.
Of course, he has to pick on you about being happy about your hair, always has something to say.
You roll your eyes at his comment, "Ok, and? I can still beat your ass and any of your friend's asses so miss me with that," laughing in confidence.
You swore again, but like before, he let it slide since you were in a good mood about your hair and he doesn't want to ruin it by being your older brother.
"Well of course you can beat my friend's ass, but mine? That's where we might have a misunderstanding," he said not being bothered by your comment.
Your attention quickly shifted from your hair to Deshawn thinking he could beat you in a fight, "De, I've been going through some tough training and fought a bio-engineered monstrosity, and you think you..can whoop me?" You say with a laughing tone.
"You act like I haven't taught you all those moves you use sloppily and flaunt on T.V thinking your hot shit," he said humbling you, but you weren't having it.
"Bet, once I get out of this hospital, Imma show you what U.A. act like," you say shifting your attention back to your hair and admiring yourself.
"I hope they taught you how to use some decent offensive and defensive techniques," he said making a snarky remark.
"Oh, but you taught me tho?"
"I taught you but you don't execute." He said making a quick snap back, this could go on forever, but suddenly you both hear a knock on the door.
Deshawn's eyebrows raised in suspicion, "You expecting visitors?" he asked, his tone filled with the same suspicion that filled his face.
"No, but I have a feeling who it might be," you say excitedly, Deshawn gives you a funny look, wondering who's got you all excited like this.
"Come in!" you shout, and once the door opens you can't hide your dorky smile.
Only one person could have this effect on you, Bakugo came through the door, his face looking gentle, still in his school uniform, and of course his tie and pants looking awful.
"Hey Ba-"
"Who's this Y/N" Deshawn quickly asked before you could even greet him.
You quickly shot up straight, your dorky smile faded, you turned to Deshawn so that you could properly introduce Bakugo to your brother.
"Deshawn, This is my classmate, Katsuki Bakugo, Bakugo, this is my older brother Deshawn L/N," you say, your tone strict and shaky.
You can't keep secrets from Deshawn because it doesn't take him long to find them out, even the ones you didn't think he knew.
Bakugo said nothing, he just stood there and evaluated Deshawn, which made you even more uneasy.
To be honest with yourself you didn't expect Bakugo to bow down to anyone, unless it was Mr. Aizawa of course.
"And why wasn't he with your other classmates yesterday when I saw all of them? And why did he come alone?"
This is where it starts, Deshawn asks questions and points out what he thinks is suspicious, but you were gonna keep your cool.
"It's called being late Deshawn, you would know a thing or two about it," you say getting annoyed with him.
You and Deshawn just stared at each other from across the room, Bakugo still not saying anything.
The closer Deshawn looked at you and Bakugo, he started to put the pieces together, and he didn't like what he was piecing together at all.
"Y'all got something goin' on between y'all don't you?"
Shit
In record time Deshawn figured out a secret that was just made the day before, you were so annoyed and scared.
"What would make you-"
"Yes."
Suddenly Bakugo chose to speak, you were shocked and even more shocked that he would pick that to be his first words to your brother, the man who raised you, but of course, he didn't know that.
Deshawn didn't know what to say, he didn't expect Bakugo to open his mouth and say anything, he actually admired his guts to even confess to such a claim as bold as that one.
"Well tough luck, Y/n can't date until she's my age," Deshawn said with sass.
"I'm not looking for your approval with all due respect, I want to hear this from her mother and father, not her older brother," Bakugo said, his tone raspy and rough, as it is all the time, but this felt different.
"Mother and Father? Y/n how much does he know about you," Deshawn says as he bursts out laughing.
You rolled your eyes at your brother's response, "Ok Deshawn, anything else?" you say getting annoyed with your brother.
You looked over at Bakugo and saw that he was clearly getting angry at Deshawns laughing, this isn't how you envisioned their first meeting together.
"Aw man y'all alright, I would love to continue this but I got places to be," Deshawn said.
He lifts from his seat and grabs everything he brought with him, "I'm just playing Big dawg, y'all be safe," he says before walking past you and Bakugo.
He gives you a quick kiss on your cheek and leaves and a huge sigh of relief escapes from you, what a bother.
But on the bright side, you and Bakugo finally had some alone time, you looked at him and saw that he was still a little angry.
You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and although still visibly upset, the kiss made him a little better, although he may never admit it, it showed in his face as it appeared calmer than before.
"So how was your day," you said as you walked over to your bed, you grabbed his hand taking him with you.
You sat him down next to you, "Good," he responded, you could tell he was still upset, "I'm sorry-"
"Don't apologize for him," he said interrupting you, making sure that you don't take responsibility for his actions, "I swear he's not always like that, I guess it's just hard for him to see me growing so fast-"
"Why did he laugh once I mentioned your mom and dad?" Bakugo asked, interrupting you again, his tone mixed with gentleness and regular tone.
You weren't sure how to tell him that you're parents died when you were younger, they didn't just die, they were murdered, that's not something you can just tell someone who asks what happened to your parents.
"Ok, promise you won't look at me any differently?" you ask, not wanting the pity of your parents.
He nodded his head, his face no longer looking gentle, it was now filled with seriousness.
"My parents were murdered by a villain when I was younger, but it's fine, I barely remember them, I don't like telling people about my parents because people start to feel sorry for me, but I guess I was gonna have to tell you eventually" you confessed.
"So when they died it was just me and Deshawn, he's all I had, but now I have people like you and the rest of the class," you say smiling, thinking about your friends.
"Wow- I-"
"Bakugo I swear if you say you're sorry I might just punch you in the fucking throat," you say quickly snapping at him.
"No, I wasn't gonna say that," he says with a soft laugh.
"And don't call me by my last name, we're together, not classmates, you can call me Katsuki," he said using his angry tone, per usual.
"Oh, I guess that's right," you say trying not to blush after hearing him say out loud for the second time that you two were together.
"And I was gonna say how dumb I sounded when I said that," he said with a groan as he scratched the bag of his head in annoyance.
You laughed at his embarrassment, "You feel dumb? Think about how I felt when you just told him we were together," you say with a laugh.
"Which brings me to my question, are we going to start telling people about us? like our classmates?" you asked, your tone gentle and serious.
"Do you want to?" he asked.
If you were being honest, you didn't want the attention from your classmates and other students in the school, especially the new couple on campus attention, word spreads fast on a U.A. campus, but it wouldn't bother you if people knew.
"Well, I kinda don't want all the attention on us for being the new couple, but if you-"
"No, that's perfect, I feel the same way," Katsuki said, you felt relieved, you were glad you both were on the same page.
"Plus, It'll be hot to sneak around, you're like my sexy secret," you say teasing him.
Katsuki admired you, which led him to realize your freshly done hair, "When did you do your hair? It looks nice," he said complimenting you.
You nearly blushed, "Thank you, Deshawn did it," Katsuki groaned once he heard your brother's name, "Oh come on, he's my brother you can't hate him." you said laughing.
"I don't hate him," he bit back, "I just don't like him that much," he confessed, you rolled your eyes.
"Well you're gonna have to learn to like him," you say as you cup his face in your hands, "Do I have to," he said with a groan.
All you could do was laugh, Katsuki pulled away from your hands, "And stop with the cutesy shit!" he said, in his gentle and yet angry tone, a mixture only he could pull off.
"I can't help it, you're just so cute," you say teasing him, he hid his blush by looking away.
"OK now tell me about your day," you say as you sit upright on the bed.
Finally, a normal conversation between you two, you enjoyed hearing Katsuki talk about his day and share some things from the class, he even gave you a heads up on the final exams coming.
You felt so at ease and so relaxed, you admired Katsuki's eyes and the shape of his hair, finding new things that you liked about him.
Everything was just perfect, you didn't want the night to end, but of course, it always does.
As you watched Katsuki leave you still wished for him to stay, but that feeling quickly got beaten by the urge to sleep, as the day had ended.
A/N: Yeah..we not gonna talk about how long this took and the weird ass rushed ending, didn't feel like leaving you guys without an update for any longer! ok so now, I'm gonna address the lack of Bakugo, not that anyone is asking this book isn't just about You and Bakugo, the book will be mainly about you!, which Is why I'll be changing the name of the book to just Blank Space, I'm gonna keep the cover tho! anyways hope you guys loved the chapter and more to come soon and check my profile for updates just in case I don't update in a while! I love you all!!
(I'm also gonna stop naming chapters I think)