╰┈➤ Y/n never really planned on being a hero. For the sake of his mother and his best friend he makes the split decision to enroll at the highest ranked hero school in the nation. Along his path to becoming a hero Y/n experiences new beginnings and...
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☆IRRATIONAL - SPECIAL☆
Sweating bullets, contemplating if this was actually the best idea, planning how to drop out of school and skip town if he has too, thinking about calling his mom and telling her he loves her just in case, looking for guidance from his other classmates and wishing he'd never been born.
These are all things Y/n had been doing today. Today, which happens to be February 14th. Valentine's Day. He had plans for something he wasn't sure was the best idea.
In his time of knowing Bakugo at the school they went to and from living with him in the class A dorm, Y/n has learned this probably wasn't exactly something he might want. He was hoping he would though because he already bought stuff for him.
'If he doesn't I'll just apologize and move on. it's whatever.' Is what he keeps trying to tell himself. In truth he's just nervous. He knows and understands that if Bakugo gets mad and makes a big deal of it then he wasn't worth this kind of effort but also he really was hoping and definitely thought that Bakugo was worth this kind of effort.
Y/n glanced back to his bed side table. A small heart shaped box of chocolates, two matching bracelets, two medium stuffed bears, one blonde and one (H.Color) and a single rose. All of these things sat on the table.
The heart shaped box of chocolates was red with a white bow and wasn't very big or high quality. Y/n had wanted to get something more expensive or at least better quality but he didn't have much money to work with and still had other gifts to get.
The matching bracelets however were made by himself. He loved wearing matching things with people he's close to (though he rarely admits it). One had round dark orange beads with the letter of Y/n's first initial on a (Fav.Color) bead In the center. The other bracelet had those color placements switched with a "K" on the middle orange bead.
"Don't look at me like that.." he quietly whispered to the stuffed bears that obviously weren't 'looking at him like that' seeing as they aren't real.
'Maybe I can jus' keep it or throw it away or s'mthin. S'not like we're dating or nothin.'
He'd gone through this same thought process at least three times since he started making the bracelets. He had no intention of throwing it all away or keeping it but he figured it was a nice option to have in case shit hit the fan.
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
Y/n looked away from the stuffed bears he was internally, and slightly externally, beefing with. He walked over to the door of his dorm room and opened it just enough to show his (E.Color) eyes and up.
