chapter 6

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Shoto's p.o.v.

Work is going great, for the most part.

My job is overall really good. I get discounts, the customers don't complain about my lack of social skills, and there's always something new in stock to laugh at. Mina is a great coworker, too.

She was current folding clothes behind the display of lingerie. She turns to me and sticks out her tongue like a little kid. I stifled a laugh and turned to the entrance that just dinged; telling us someone entered.

As that person wonders in, I get a closer look of their appearance. And I'll be damned.

It was the blonde I bumped into at the cafe.

Every since then I could stop thinking of him. While he was laying on my chest, it made my heart tightened. And when he stared at me he looked so gorgeous. I've never had a crush or had a love at first sight moment. But is this it?

I guess I was staring for too long, because Mina came up next to me, waving her hand in my face. I snap out of my trance. "You good, Shoto?" She asks, looking over at who I'm staring at. "Oo, my gaydar is tingling." I look at her.

"Your gaydar?" I asked.

"Yup, and it's telling me you should go talk to him." She says, pushing me off toward him. "I'll take the counter, you do the floor." She states, and once she pushed me close enough, she walked off the the counter.

'Great' I thought to myself, walking up behind the beautiful male. "Welcome, need help with anything?" I say. He was currently looking at a shirt and didn't notice me at all.

"Um, no thanks-" he looks up and his eyes widen. "Hey, aren't you the dude who bumped into me?" He says, stabbing my chest with his finger.

'This is the first time I heard his voice....it fits.' I thought. "Uh, I think you bumped into me actually." I correct him.

"Whatever....you icy-hot bastard..." He mumbled the last part, slowly taking his his finger off my chest. That's cute. Am I even using cute in the right context?

"Icy-hot?" I ask, the nickname catching me off guard. I like it though, just don't understand...

"You're hair, dumbass. It's freakishly white and red." He states like I should've known. "Listen. If you work here, I don't give reviews on customer service, so if that's all fuck off." He says, turning back to the shirt he was looking at.

"Ummm.....uh... You're very good looking....shit... um no. Just could like we chat for a little, or something... could I have your n-number-" I ramble on. My brother wouldn't be proud at how much I'm "fucking up."

"What the hell, icy..." He looks at me in a different way than a few minutes ago. He looks grateful and relieved. He blushes, or at least I think that's what it is, and turns to get something out of his mini bookbag. Taking out a pen, he grabs my forearm. "Here." He then writes, what I assume is his number and name on my arm.

"O-okay..."

He walks off, going to the door. Neglecting the shirt he was looking at. He looks back and flicks me off. "Don't text me." He said, and walked out.

I laugh. And look at my arm.

Bakugou Katsuki.
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'Don't text me my ass' I think and walk over to the clothes Mina was folding.

I sigh. "I don't think I should hang out with Mina and Denki...they've rubbed off on me."

"What the hell did you say, Todoroki!" Mina yelled.

"Nothing, Mina." I laugh, as she continues to cuss me out.

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Katsuki 's p.o.v.

Fuckedy fuck.

Today. Today. Today. Today. Today, I met this beautiful man, but during the worst circumstances. Like I fell for him.

Literally and metaphorically.

I know I said I was interested in getting into a relationship- well I didn't say it but I thought it.

I just didn't think I'd fall for someone the same day I met them.

And when he asked for my number I was so relieved. I think he feels the same way. Which is ridiculous. I gave it to him anyway. I have some hope when it comes to things like this.

Currently pulling into my apartment's garage, I can't help but think of him. Hell, I don't even know his name. I park, groaning with my head on the steering wheel.

"Fuck it all.....I just hope he texts me..." I grab my stuff and head inside. I get comfy and changed, then go to the couch.

Phone in hand, it starts to buzz. "It better be icy-hot." I decided to call him that till I know his name.

I turn on my phone:

*Unknown
Hey, it's 'icy-hot'.....Bakugou?

I sigh. Glad, it's him.

Icy-hot👀

Uh, yea. That's me....so what's your name

Oh. Right. Todoroki Shoto.

Ok, now....what's the point of this
I literally know nothing about you
And you know nothing about me
Why are we fucking talking...

Um. I just want to get to know you.

Why?

I just do.

That's not an answer damn it

So...?

You know what
bye.

I turn off my phone kinda of annoyed. 'Is he fuckin' with me.'

I sigh. "All I know is that this better have not been a dare."

Is this how it feels to like someone. Someone you just met that day.


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