⊱ ──────ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ────── ⊰
"ALL CLEAR. YOU'RE COMPLETELY CLEAN."
Y/N sighed with relief at the doctor's words, accepting the Band-Aid she offered and pressing it to the small pinprick of blood on the inside of her veins.
"Thank you," Y/N smiled, pushing every ounce of gratefulness into her tone.
"Of course. Just keep coming in for your nitroglycerin, alright? We don't want you to relapse - Quirk poisoning's a difficult one."
She nodded, standing and opening the door with a quick farewell - she was always anxious to leave the hospital, every time she so much as saw it.
Waiting for her at the front desk was a familiar face, and Y/N burst into a grin, sprinting for him and throwing her arms around his neck.
Bakugo easily returned her hug, resting his chin on her shoulder and squeezing her waist.
"All clear?" he asked, grabbing her hand and knotting their fingers together.
"Yep." Y/N popped the 'p' with satisfaction, as the two walked out of the sterile, white building, embracing the fresh air, the inexplainable smell of 'air' itself tangling with ...
"Food," she groaned, tugging Bakugo towards a loud line of street vendors.
Bakugo chuckled his low laugh, matching her step as she made a beeline for some sweets. "You do realise that you're not meant to eat too much after those blood tests, right?"
"Screw the rules," Y/N responded without even looking, as an elderly man exchanged her a box of wagashi for a few coins. "I'm hungry. And I bet you are too."
"Y/N," Bakugo insisted, quickly snatching the food and tilting her head with two of his fingers so that she looked him directly in the eyes. "You're sure you're alright?"
She softened, stepping closer to the blond and resting her hand on his cheek lightly. "I'm okay, Bakugo. It's been three months, and there's no sign of any more Quirk poisoning. You've seen me use my telekinesis now, right? I'm alright, I promise. Thanks to you."
He could've cried at her wide smile stretching from one side of her face to the other, but he settled from wrapping one of his arms around her again, and pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. Soft, sweet, all his love for Y/L/N Y/N showing in the one moment, before she pulled away to breath, resting their foreheads together.
"That never gets old," she admitted, a flush rising in her cheeks. "Wait. Know what else doesn't get old?"
"What?"
"Food."
Bakugo glanced down at his hands, and took a couple seconds to realise it was just his own callused palms staring back at him, before his head snapped back up again, and he saw Y/N laughing madly and dashing away with the box of wagashi in her arms.
"Y/N!"
They were both laughing as he caught up to her, tackling her with a hug at the front gates of UA, both of them stumbling but not quite falling, because they had each other to hold onto.
Funny how it only takes 24 hours to fall in love.
⊱ ──────ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ────── ⊰
we're finished! thank you so much
for reading this book, and i
really hope you enjoyed it!
keep your eyes peeled for more BNHA
content!
~ jazziP.S. - keep reading for a meme chapter!
YOU ARE READING
𝟐𝟒 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 | 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢
Fanfiction•°. *࿐ ❝𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭, 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝?❞ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝟐𝟒 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. [𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏]