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📜 note : this does not align with the current storyline, it's just a special where I don't mention their age, location and etc. Also, I came up with this as a draft, so sorry - it's bad.
Birthday Special: 'Crepe Hangout'
It was a very special morning. The sun had yet to rise and L/n Y/n's room was still dusted with the dark blue hues left from the night, the early morning birds were already chirping cheerfully by her window. It was half past 6; the young adult was still very much asleep, her futon tossed off of her bed, her hair a tangled mess, and her limbs sprawled all over the bed.
She wasn't your typical 'Sleeping Beauty', much less to say.
'Tick', the clock by her nightstand showcased the numbers 6: 45 am, and it began beeping, vibrating the table heavily.
A half asleep L/n groaned at the noise. She felt around the nightstand for the clock. When feeling the bump on the small device, she smacked the 'off' button hastiyly, and slumped back into bed, throwing her futon over her head lazily.
It had only been a few seconds of her trying to fall back asleep, but she shot up, eyes wide. "Crap. It's Katsuki's birthday."
Had she slept past 4 of her alarm clocks? Yes. She woke at the second to last, thankfully. The colleen was dressed in a matter of seconds, rushing downstairs, shoving a tayaki into her mouth, grabbing her purse and rushing out of the house, slamming the door behind her, ignoring the irritated groan from her dad, whom she'd woken up, that followed after.
Few minutes later she'd arrived at Bakugou Katsuki's house, and the latter was still sound asleep. He would usually be awake at 7, so there she was, climbing up his window instead of using his front door because she wanted to scare the crap out of him. Just for fun.
She did successfully make it up there, by the way, and without breaking anything, mind you. With a whack to the face with her purse and Bakugou was awake, spluttering in confusion.
"Gah! What the fuck!"
"Happy birthday, Katsuki!" she chirruped, heaving herself over his windowsill. "We're spending the day together." Bakugou masked a ridiculed scoff and turned in his bed, refusing to wake -
"You can't make me do anything."
"Okay, maybe you can make me do anything but this does not mean you can fucking boss me around, Y/n," complained Bakugou as he walked down the pedestrian sidewalk with L/n at the neighbourhood park, a mocha crepe in his hand.
L/n, licking a strawberry crepe of her very own - rolled her eyes at her dramatic best friend, "Yes, of course, your majesty."
They walked side-by-side, at peace, through the park. The sun had risen a while ago, decorating the earth a nice hue of orange. The park was quiet, not many people would be awake at this hour, much less come to the park. The morning breeze was active already; it blew through their hair, gentle yet refreshing. The scent of nature and flowers reached L/n, sweet and fragrant. She smiled, she really should come out more often.
L/n admired the scenery around her, but she failed to notice a certain pair of vermillion softly staring at her from her side.
She's really pretty... he really should muster up the courage and tell her that someday. Or maybe, just ask WikiHow.
