"i'm so sorry, kathy! i didn't want to drag you into this, it just slipped out and-" (y/n) sobbed into the phone, mascara running down her (s/c) cheeks.
"girl, don't worry about that!" her friend reassured her, "i just don't understand why you went on a date with wet bowser of all people!"
"the other day he came to my house to apologise, he got me flowers and everything! he said he didn't know where i lived so he just kept knocking on doors until he found me," she rambled, "he really opened up to me and i- i don't know! i guess my feelings for him just came back... not that they ever really went away..."
"are you sure about this?" kathy said, "i mean, i don't doubt you, i just don't want you getting hurt!"
"i don't even know anymore!" (y/n) cried, "i just don't know what to do! am i leading wet bowser on? was i leading bowser bakugou on this entire time as well? how am i supposed to choose between them?!"
"i think that's a decision you'll have to make on your own, but just know that i'll support you no matter what."
"thank you, kathy," (y/n) sniffed, "i'm so glad i have a friend like you."
"no problem, girl," kathy replied, "i think for now you should just focus on what you're going to do about bowser bakugou, before you go on another date with wet bowser."
"yes, absolutely," (y/n) said, "i'm going to invite him over and talk to him in person."
"good luck!" kathy said, "don't worry, i won't say anything to him."
"thank you, i'll let you know how it goes."
"bye, girl!"
(y/n) ended the call, before she opened her messages and began sending a text to bowser bakugou.
'hey, could you come round mine tomorrow? i need to talk to you about something.'
***
(y/n) paced back and forth through the hallway as she waited for bowser bakugou to arrive. she hated that she was caught in such amassive lie and she had no idea how she was going to get out of it. should she just tell bowser bakugou the truth? (y/n) really wanted to, but she didn't know if bowser bakugou would forgive her this time.
her thoughts were interrupted as she heard a knock at the door. nerves pooled in her stomach and she could feel her heart hammering against her chest as she let bowser bakugou inside. (y/n) was about to speak, however he beat her to it.
"(y/n), if this is about the date, i just wanted to say i'm sorry if i made you uncomfortable," he said, taking her small hands in his, "kathy and i exchanged numbers in the car after you'd left, that's how i found out that you weren't telling the truth about-"
"bowser bakugou, i-"
"no, no, please let me finish," he continued, "you didn't have to lie to me. i completely understand that you don't see me as anything other than a friend, and i'm sorry if i made you feel like you had to make an excuse instead of just turning me down."
"bowkugou, that's not why i said no!"
"then why-"
"hello, katsuki, it's nice to see you again," mr spencer said as he passed by, "still wearing wet bowser's necklace i see, (y/n)?"
"dad!" (y/n)'s eyes widened as she felt her heart drop to her stomach, "um... bowkugou, i-"
"what did he mean by that?" bowser bakugou asked, his brows furrowing, "(y/n), when did you get that necklace?"
"um, listen, bowser bakugou," (y/n) said shakily, "it's not what you think! wet bowser just took me out on a da- wait no, it wasn't a date, it was just-"
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bowser bakugou x reader x wet bowser
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