Love Me. Hate Me. (DabixReaderxHawks)

Scandalous Princess

Excitement.

Pure excitement.

Your body tingled all over.

It was quite possible you were more excited about tonight than you were for your valentine's day with, he who shall not be named. Sometimes you feel a pang of hurt or confusion- were you going too fast? Should you talk to Bakugo? Deep down you were hurt, you were in a world of hurt but then you were flung into this new world with this dark mysterious boy. A mixed feeling of shame deep within your heart- were you clinging onto Dabi because you were sad over Bakugo?

It was downright frustrating!

You hadn't even told your girls yet about this new man, it just felt- too new. Like you moved on too quickly, but you didn't, he was just there at the right time to pick up the pieces.

You sat at your table eating your cereal and surfing the web on your laptop. Dabi had not messaged you and even though that bothered you a little you didn't sit on it for too long.

'He might be busy.' 'Maybe I should message him?'

With a puff of your cheeks, you huffed out in irritation, you didn't know what to say. Goodmorning? Should you go with a good old 'hey'? Maybe you can even say 'can't wait to see you tonight.' Why was it so hard to send a text message!

After mentally fighting your text message battle you busied yourself stalking... yourself. You tried to find Dabi but you couldn't find any social media, you will probably need more than just his first name. So now you resulted in stalking yourself, you know, just in case Dabi looked you up. Or like his friend- you don't know you just wanted to see it as if he saw it. Did it look stupid?

You scrolled down your wall of family and friends. Some goofy memes and some pictures of you.

"Hmm." You clicked on a picture of you and Bakugo. He had an arm around you as you leaned your head on his shoulder, a smile on your face. The cursor hovered over the delete button. It was your only picture of him and you. He HATED pictures, absolutely hated them.

You giggled lightly reminiscing how you got the picture. He was arguing with Kirishima over something- their usual bantering- and somehow they came to a deal where if Bakugo were to lose the bet he'd have to take a picture with you. After he lost the bet Kirishima gave you a knowing wink- Bakugo only cursed you for rooting for his defeat but you were ecstatic. In a way, it seemed like he was too. Kirishima said he lost on purpose because he knew how much it meant to you. Bakugo had snatched your phone from your hands and pulled you close as he snapped the picture - mumbling about how stupid it was. There was a light blush to his cheek as he pouted.

Where did it all go wrong? He wasn't a playboy- at least to your knowledge, he thought women were annoying and took too much effort. Hell, it took you a long time to get to where you were with him now- well you weren't anywhere right now- but still!

Your mind began to travel that dark path.

'What did she have that I didn't?'
'Why her?'

"Was I not good enough?" you whispered. You swallowed a hard lump in your throat. The pain bringing a sting to your orbs. Slipping your hand away from your mouse you set it on your phone. With a deep breath, you picked it up and clicked on Bakugo's thread.

What could he possibly say?

Bakugo: (Y/n) I know I fucked up. Maybe, I drank too much but I don't know.
Bakugo: It's hard to believe but fuck it's hard for me to beleive