Night Six

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Y/N sat in front of Bakugou, arms crossed as she shivered. The snow falling around them seemed to drown out the pretty flowers that used to stand tall.

"Stop fucking staring at me." Bakugou barked. Y/N hummed "so are you just not gonna tell me why you brought me out here? It's freezing, dick."

The ashy blonde twitched. It took everything in him to not flip out. "You were sulking in your dorm for the longest time. It was getting annoying."

Y/N rolled her eyes; "yeah, okay. Why do you care anyway? You're the one who totally flipped the hell out. Its not my fault, so don't make it seem that way."

Bakugou shifted uncomfortably. He wasn't good at this. He never has been, and he never will be.

How was be supposed to apologize?

"...Well for one, i got you this." He started, taking out a small rectangular wrapped box. The wrapping paper had images of Santa Hats and Reindeer littered over it.

"...Is this your way of an apology?"--- "would you shut up and open it?"

Y/N huffed before bringing her hands out from below her arm pits, her fingers slipping under the neatly placed tape to unwrap the paper.

Underneath the colorful disguise, held a red and white box of chocolates. A small cheat sheet paper holding the various flavors on the side of the box, holding the piece from a neatly tucked red ribbon.

"...Happy Christmas.." Bakugou mumbled angrily.

Y/N looked up from the box, looking at the boy in front of her. His nose beginning to turn red from the cold.

She smiled and let out a soft chuckle; "Christmas was like 5 days ago... But thank you, I really do appreciate it."

So... Did she accept his 'apology? Was he off the hook? Or was she still mad--

"..I forgive you."

"...I didn't mean to go out on you like that." Katsuki grumbled into the sleeve of his jacket.

Laughing, the h/c female stood from the snow, looking down at her friend. "Its cool-... Let's go home, yeah? I'm freezing my balls off, and I want hot chocolate."

Bakugou sighed and stood, a warm feeling snuggling into his chest. She forgave him. It's what he wanted. But why did he feel so--
lost???

"...Never took you to be the type to use Santa wrapping paper, though-"

"Oh my God would you just take it as it is?"

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