ELEVEN ELEVEN/b.k

twentyfifth

"AM I OUT OF MY HEAD?" BAKUGOU ASKS HIMSELF. he couldn't get neither of magicalgirlxoxo or [your name] out of his head.

although he said goodnight, he wasn't gonna sleep yet. he's not satisfied, his brain isn't satisfied.

he needed answers to his questions that only one person can answer.

or two, he tells himself. the girl online and the girl in his dorm.

he's falling.

except there's more than one person. he's starting to like both and doesn't know who he would pick so every night he wishes that they're actually the same person and he's not just imagining things.

———————

( come out >

( but bakuchan )
( we literally just said goodnight )
< im in bed already 👺👺 )

( oh )
( come out anyway )
( please >

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WHY WAS BAKUGOU ASKING HER TO COME OUT? didn't he know that she's [sexuality] already 👁👁

lol anyway

[your name] went out just like bakugou had asked her. he didn't really tell her a specific place, so she just assumed he's in the kitchen since that's where they always are.

"bakugou?" she calls his name.

"oh, you're here," he says. "i thought you weren't gonna come or something."

"what do you need?" she asks, seemingly confused about what he needed to tell her that he couldn't just text it to her.

"you're that girl from twitter, aren't you?"