"Why can't I get him out of my head...I know damn well he is not interested"
Little did y/n know that this situationship of hers with bakugo was about to bloom into so much more.
MATURE CONTENT AHEAD
They are aged up to 18 in this story so everybody...
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Monday came quicker than expected, but then again your weekend only consisted of going to Jirou's house to annoy her.
You were currently on a train to go to the location Jirou sent you, apparently, they were also on their way there.
You couldn't help but feel a little gidy. Once Jirou stopped going at your school, you also stopped being friendly. I mean sure you weren't mean, but you just didn't care enough to try to make conversations, Jirou sufficed you. Almost like you and her switched personalities, you were now the commonly quiet one.
Finalling hearing the train announce your destination with that robotic voice, you got off your seat, going out of the train.
The coffee shop they proposed was in the busy streets of Musutafu. Looking around, you could see some rushing businessman carrying their luggages, probably excited to come home to their wife and kids or maybe their mistress.
Rush hour was gone, and yet this city was living like no time should be wasted. Almost having a whisplash from all the moving, you finally decided to get out of the train station.
The café wasn't that far away so you decided to walk a little, busying your eyes with the traffic and the birds flying away from the buildings frame. You felt calm looking at your surroundings, with music playing in your ears, you bobed your head to the soft beat.
After almost 10 minutes of walking, you could see the café from afar. Not quite sure if they were already there, you decided to call Jirou not wanting to wait alone in the café.
As you got your phone out,you heard the sound of your name being called. Turning towards the sound of Jirou's voice, there she was across the street, waving slightly so you could spot her.
Next to her, was standing an infamous blonde also grinning at you.
You crossed the street finally reaching them. "Hey Jirou! Denki, finally meeting aren't we"
His smile seemed to widen even more at your recognition. "Yeah we are, how do you feel after finalling meeting THE Denki kaminari! "
Smirking at your grossed out expression,he felt proud making Jirou laugh at his teasing comment.
"Oh shut up you ain't that special" She laughed slapping him on the chest.
Feigning hurt he started to make a whole dramatic scene, starting to pretend that her "hand" was a "sword" and she apparently "killed" him.
Slightly smiling at their behavior, you looked around, only noticing that you were still standing on the busy streets in front of the café.
"Where are the others?" you asked curiously at the duo.
"They are already inside! We wanted to wait for you so you could greet me first" Said Denki as he grabbed your hand, dragging you inside.
You turned your head around, muttering a little "help" to Jirou who just shrugged, following you both.
