𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧'- 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐈𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐘/𝐧

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Time skip passed Overhaul arc (only arc that gives me a hard time)
𝐘/𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝗼𝐯
"Dove..." "What? It's just frosting," I grinned while looking at my boyfriend's blushing expression.

"Yes but...I don't know if I can contain myself," "...just eat the damn cupcake before you piss me off," "I was going to anyways"

So basically after the whole overhaul thing and stuff, we were still regularly going to our work studies, and if we weren't doing that then we were doing our own thing or even visiting Eri.

It felt like we were on the cusp of what normal UA life used to be before these villain attacks.

But anyway, I had baked a few cupcakes for Tenya and me, and I was fussing because my boyfriend kept worrying about the frosting. After all, he thought he'd get addicted somehow.

'It's sugar, not crack'

"*sigh* I can't believe you yelled at me" "You literally got upset cause I was arguing with Bakugou," I deadpanned "but I didn't yell"

"...alright you can go," "I'm joking" Now Tenya was singing a different tune, the two of us laughing up a storm before actually trying the cupcakes that I had made, Sato's tips paying off pretty well.

"It's better than I expected," I say in shock "I know, especially after you almost forgot the vanilla," and like salt to injury I stared blankly at Tenya "Yeah..."

"Anyways, what made you want to bake?" "Well everything's moving so fast, and I just wanna enjoy a moment with you," I shrugged.

But I had this feeling in my stomach, a feeling that made me nervous to look at my mom, in fear that I might see something that would destroy my whole world.

I didn't want Tenya or anyone to worry though, so I tried my best to keep silent, stomaching my worry even when my mom was around, trying to enjoy my moments with her as well.

"Are you sure that's it? You know if something's bothering you, you can tell me," It felt like a lump was suffocating me and I couldn't talk.

I don't know why I was feeling like this, I couldn't even explain it to myself after my many attempts at rationalizing it, even going as far as to make multiple illusions of myself to ask, but when that didn't work I was attempting to dig deeper.

By no means was I losing my mind, but after spending a good 10 hours on M.I.A, I'm not sure that I was completely thinking straight.

"Yeah I'm fine," I say while grabbing another cupcake, hoping to just prove this feeling wrong, because mom was fine, nothing and nobody could ever hurt her.

Nothing could...

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