BakuDeku- College Au

Realization

Bakugou pov

It's saturday and I still can't get Izuku out of my head. When I saw him smoking with these emos I got so angry, but why? Maybe I should talk with shitty hair later. For now I'm looking at our finished project Izuku send me yesterday night.

I overlook it and everything seems good. I honestly have nothing to add. I send him a short message that I didn't make any changes and ask him if he wants to turn it in or if I should. For now Aizawa just told us to turn in the writings per E-Mail by monday 8 am. So at least no presentation infront of the class.

Izuku isn't repliying, he's probably at work so it will take a while for him to answear. I just layed down on my couch when there is a knock on my door.

"Who is it?!" I yell at them.

"Bakubro it's me!!" I hear shitty hair's voice from the other side.

"Just come in idiot!!" He does as I say and just walks in. When I'm in my dorm I leave the door unlocked. Nobody dares to come up here anyways.

"Hey you wanted to talk to me?" He asks while sitting down next to me. I sit up propperly.

"Yes I'm confused and I hope you can help me."

"Ok what is it?"

"It's Izuku. It confuses me. Since monday, since I saw him cry like that I can't get him out of my head. Everywhere I go it seems to remind me of him or it seems like he's missing. Everytime I close my eyes I see his cute smile and I hear his cute giggles. I also see his beautiful emerald eyes that shine like the sun is always shining into them. But when I sleep I always see him crying in that hallway.
2 days ago I accidently found him smoking on the roof. It made me so angry to see him smoke, I lost my composure and yelled at him.
Shitty hair what does this mean? Why can't I forget him? It isn't like this was the first time."

He just stares at me with wide eyes. "Bro I think you fell in love with him."

"What?! That can't be it! I don't fall in love. I've never been in love, that's just an excuse for people to get married and shit like that. Love doesn't really exist, it's a construct people made up."

"Woah do you really think that? Love is an emotion that exist and you're feeling it right now. Love isn't a made up construct. What made you think that?"

"That's not important. I don't believe in love, so I'm not in love with him."

"Then how would you explain these feelings?"

"I don't know. Maybe I have a stroke?"

"Bro really?" He asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Ok it's not a stroke but it isn't love either."

"Fine then let's go there different. What do you feel when you think about him?"

"Well my stomach feels like my organs doing flips inside and when I see him crying in my dreams my heart stings. Do you think I have an heart attack?"

"Bro you're not funny and everything you tell me are symptoms of love. Just admit it. You're heads over heals for him."

"Love..... is this really how love feels?"

"You want to be with him again, right?" I nod. "And you want to spend every second of the day with him?" I nod again. "Bro that is love. Trust me."

"So I-I love him. Somehow this feels right. Damn it I think you're right I'm in love with him. But what now?"

"Confess to him."

"I can't!! He won't believe me and he hates me now."

"I don't think he hates you. Feelings don't disapear that fast, he's just hurt. But I admit that he probably won't believe you after what you did. You shouldn't just tell him, but show it through action."

"Like what?"

"Maybe give the money back you got from the bet. Show him that you don't care about that anymore. It's not like you need that money anyways. Then you should be nice to him, like holding open doors for him and maybe give him small presents. Don't overdo it like in the restaurant though. He would feel bad."

"Ugh yes I know and you were right back then too. He was so uncomfortable there."

"Told ya. Anyways think about stuff he likes and try to impress him with your actions. Try to be romantic."

"This sounds like a whole lot of work."

"If you want to get him back, it is."

"Would you help me?"

"Sure bro. Hey didn't you tell me he works on the weekends and that it is pretty far away."

"Umm yes. It's around an hour away by foot."

"Do you know when he get's off work?"

"Today should be around 6pm why?"

"Great than pick him up."

"He won't get into my car, besides he gave me not the exact adress. He always came from around the corner."

"Then we'll go there a bit earlier and look where he could work. It won't be that far and we should be able to find it. When we find it I walk back and you try to take him with your car. Maybe take some flowers as apology."

"Fine let's try it, but only because I don't really know anything about this stuff."

"You could call it courting."

"Fine then let's court the shit out of him. I'll make sure he forgives me." I smirk.

"Don't get your hopes too high. It will take mostly patience and time to work. You hurt him pretty bad and he might think it's another bet."

"Don't worry I'll somehow make it work."

"If you say so."

We then hang out and talk about training, our next games and our friends. It seems like dunce face fell for that purple haired guy that punched me. Well if I get Izuku back then I'll probably have to deal with him anyways since he's one of Izuku's closest friends.

Anyway at 5 pm we go to my car and I drive to the place Izuku told me before.

"Ok this is an apartment complex. Where did he always come from?" Shitty hair asks.

"Normally he walks around that corner."

"Then we'll drive around there." I do as he says and drive around the corner and to our luck we are in a street full of stores and cafees, ice saloons, hair stylists and so on. I park my car in one of the parking spots and get out with shitty hair.

"Great he could be in any of those stores."

"You don't know in what kind of business he works?"

"No he never told me."

"Did he wear something special?"

"Mostly something black for work."

"Then in one of the cafes. They mostly wear black."

"Good call let's go and look." There are only 2 cafes luckily. We look through the window of the nearest and there he is behind the counter. He seems happy. I shouldn't go in there.

"Shitty hair I think I changed my mind."

"What do you mean?"

"He seems happy and I don't want to ruin that."

"But you want to be his happines agin right?"

"Yes..." 

"Then go in there and at least offer him a ride. What's the worst that could happen? For him to say no. You have nothing to loose anyways."

"Fine." So I prepare to walk in there.

Cliffhanger XD