arguments dont last. ochaco u.

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by cryingcvpids

by cryingcvpids

arguments don't last long

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Arguments happen in relationships.
Its natural. Everyone knows this.

However, Y/N and Ochaco rarely fight.
There was nothing to fight about.

But that doesn't eliminate the chance
of it ever happening.

Y/N stood in front of Ochaco, looking
at her annoyed.

"Can't you understand that I'm worried!?" He yelled.

"But there's no reason to be worried! I'm not a child, I can take care of things myself!" Ochaco shouted back.

Y/N shook his head in frustration.

This was one of those few, serious arguments.

Ochaco overworked herself often. She'd train too much and this made Y/N feel a bit troubled.

When he asked her about it, she snapped at him, her stubborn-self refusing to listen to his concerns.

It was 1:42 in the morning.

Y/N sighed tired. "Just get out.."

He weakly muttered as he lifted his arm to
point to the door.

Ochaco, who was also tired, didn't retaliate and left without saying anything.

Y/N sat on his bed, worried for his girlfriend.

But there was nothing he could do.

The moment he woke up, he felt that something
was different. Something.. was off in the room.

Looking around his dorm, he quickly spotted a familiar brunette asleep on his couch.

His eyebrows furrowed at the sight of her.

'Why would she come back..?'
He wondered as he stood up. Glancing to the table next to her, he saw a bouquet of flowers.

His eyes softened at the sight.

Moving a bit closer to them, he gently picked them up.

Admiring the beauty of them, he saw a small note attached to the stem.

Slowly grabbing it, he read it out loud but made sure to do so quietly.

"I'm sorry for last night. I was being difficult for no reason and ended up hurting you."

A small sad face was draw next to the words. Y/N couldn't help but sadly chuckle at it, his eyes drifting to the one who wrote the note.

She slept soundly on the couch, unaware
of his thoughts.

'I guess I can forgive you..'