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"A party? Tonight?!" Bakugou questioned tilting his head as Mitsuki cheered.

"Of course, wouldn't it be nice if we at least hold just a small party to celebrate Y/n's visit? Though she will only be here for a couple of days, I think both of you would absolutely love it, especially her since I'm keeping this as a surprise~"

"And invite that Monoma?" He scoffed making Mitsuki stay silent

"Katsuki, I'm sure that Monoma is a nice guy and you being Y/n's friend while worrying about her is truly the nicest thing that you do. I'm actually quite glad..." She chuckled as she waved her thoughts away and smiled at her son.

"Alright, I'm only going to invite those people who could be a potential candidate to be your empress. Then I guess I'll leave you be, again"

♚

There he was again, bored, and had nothing to do but obey his mother, Mitsuki, to seek someone who could be his empress. He had seen it all, the girls being all fancy around him, trying to show off their petite figures and maybe some of them were nice yet gross at the same time.

It was obvious to everyone who tried to capture his heart that Katsuki Bakugou was not interested to them in any way.

"Mitsuki, I know that I've mentioned this way too many times but thank you, I cannot..just thank you" Y/n smiled, hugging Mitsuki to which she happily returned.

"Dear, you absolutely look stunning in that gown! It really suits you.." Mitsuki complimented as Y/n spun around showing off the blue dress that Monoma personally picked for her.

"Why thank you! Although I would have preferred my other gown... I guess this is also fine" the h/c haired girl smiled, making the ash-blonde woman gasp.

"Y/n, dear, w-what about your mother? How foolish of me to suddenly forget!! I'm truly sorry, dear, I didn't even realize..."

"Oh, please Mitsuki, my mother is having a busy schedule this week although she told me that she had the time to attend Katsuki's ballroom party, she already knew that it would be exquisite along with my father, but they wanted to greet him personally" Y/n informed making Mitsuki nod.

"Being a wife of a longtime republic officer sure takes a lot of tolls, huh?"

"Please, talk about being an empress! You've done so much for the country and that never ceases to amaze me..."

"You flatter me," Mitsuki chuckled. "But I would never be fine to go down my throne unless I know that Katsuki has someone in mind to become his empress. At this point, I'm even fine with him marrying a slave, oh and by the way. I think you're good to become a candidate, but you already have your liege, quite unfortunate really..." she said, making you look at the throne where Bakugou is sitting as he seemed so uninterested.

Y/n swallowed hard, about to Bakugou's direction to talk to him but Monoma's hands suddenly grabbed Y/n's wrists, offering for the both of them to dance through the soft music at the ballroom to which she politely declined.

"Please mi amor, this is a night, especially for you. You should learn to enjoy it," he said, entwining his hands with yours. Y/n's eyebrows furrowed, hating that Monoma kept pushing himself onto her.

"But I told you already, my liege, I don't want to," she pleaded, but Monoma just gripped her wrists much harder making her wince in pain. Bakugou watched this scene unfold and your e/c eyes locked with his.

He knew deep down in his burning heart, that he wants himself to be in your arms instead of that shitty bastard.

"I said-!" Monoma yelled but was cut off when the ash-blonde guy grabbed him by the collar and forcefully removed his grasp from Y/n.

"What's going on?" Bakugou asked as he peered down at Monoma with his face scowling at him.

"A-Ah, it's nothing! Don't worry about it!"

"Not worry about it? Hmm, what if I wanted to? Not to mention that you are under the roof of my fucking home, so I have the damn right to know and worry about it" the ash-blonde guy sternly said whilst his hand harshly gripped onto Monoma's, making the man in front of him grit in teeth as he slightly hissed at him.

"Yeah, you might be. But I have something to remind you, Y/n is my betrothed so therefore, she's mine! I'm the one who paid-!" Monoma's breath hitched, thankful that he stopped himself from what he was just about to say in time. He then just annoyingly rolled his eyes, not wanting the topic to continue any longer before walking away which made Bakugou quite sceptical and wary about the man.

"M-Monoma!!" Y/n stammered looking at her betrothed and to Bakugou and back to Monoma to which she hurriedly rushed over to talk to him. The ash-blonde guy then hung his head down low with his jaw clenching and both of his fists balled in extreme anger and rage.

The ash-blonde woman then noticed his behaviour and had her jaw wide agape as she finally connected the dots after all these years. "...Katsuki, I-I think I understand now but why? Y/n seemed to be so happy with Sir Monoma, are you sure you want to ruin that...?"

Bakugou just stayed silent, turning his head away as he didn't know what to fully say. The right words just don't seem to come out of his mouth.

"Katsuki, I really wish that you could be with her, I really do! But don't you think this seems wrong in any way?" She asked, gripping his sleeves.

"Don't fucking say anything like I don't know that... I've waited for tons of years, and this is what I fucking get?!" Bakugou snapped pushing away Mitsuki's grasp from him.

"I pity you. But you can't do anything about it, although the only thing that you can wish for right now is for Monoma to vanish out of her life, and then hope for the best so you can have her."

"I know that..."