Don't Let Go

not what it looks like

"Hey! I'm not a stalker! I'm here for the event!", she whined.

"Next to me? I don't think so.", he said walking away.

She grabbed his hand and he narrowed his eyes.

"The man over there assigned me to you, babe. You can't just flick me away anymore.", she smiled. "Tonight, you're mine."

"Not on you're life. I'd rather pick any other girl over there.", he said rolling his eyes. "And that says something. Just leave me alone."

"B-but Katsuki w-

"You don't call me that. EVER.", he said angrily.

"Can-can I at least just have one hug? Please? I'll leave! I promise I'll leave after that."

"This is harassment, you know that right?"

"I won't bother you anymore!"

Bakugo grumbled and held his arms out.

The girl snickered and wrapped her arms tightly around him and buried her face in his chest. He felt her arms getting tighter and she created a vibration on his chest as if she was laughing.

"Alright weirdo, let-

He suddenly made eye contact with a watery-eyed Uraraka who made a slight gasp the moment they did.

"Uraraka!"

"Bye bye, baby.", she cooed and kissed him on the cheek then ran.

"You little..", he growled wiping his face. "Uraraka, it's not like what you saw. She's that girl! From before!"

"It's whatever! There's no reason to explain anything to me. I'm happy you found someone to come with! I'll be right back, I-I need to use the washroom.", she spoke and rushed away.

"Ochaco!", he called.

He groaned in frustration. Of all the times. Of all the nights. He had to go after her. It was Valentines Day and there was no better day to try and confess how he felt about her. No worse day to mess up.

He went through the forming crowd of people to see Kirishima about to walk inside the building with Mina.

"Hey, have you seen Uraraka?", he said gasping.

"I thought she was just went to find you?", Mina asked. "Didn't you see her. Wasn't she just gorgeous!"

"I-I'll be right back."

Bakugo ran to the limo that started to drive off, but he saw no one was in there. He looked around at the crowd that was slowly dissipating but didn't see any sign of her. Soon, he was the only guy outside, and he went back to the admitting guy.

"Did Uravity come in through here?", he asked.

"I'm not allowed to tell you that.", he winced.

"It's for a mission!", he barked.

The man jumped slightly, pushed up his glasses, and began to ruffle through his paperwork.

"No, unfortunately I don't see her name.", he squeaked. "Neither do I remember seeing her walk past me. Please forgive me!"

"Yeah, alright. Thanks."

The man took a small exhale and watched Bakugo walk away with a frustrated look. He took a quick look around and had to do a double take when he saw a delicate olive tainted fabric near the corner of the roof. As if a piece had been torn.

"Mr. Dynamite, sir?"

"What is it?", he said not turning around.

"I, uh, do you know what color her gown was?"