9 - Dude...!

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Katsuki Bakugo
Hey

。·:*:·゚★, ·:*:·゚☆ I cannot stop twinkling!

Holy shit. He texted you. What could he possibly need at this time?

。·:*:·゚★, ·:*:·゚☆ I cannot stop twinkling!

Y/n L/n
hi

Katsuki Bakugo
Oh, you're up. What're you doing?

。·:*:·゚★, ·:*:·゚☆ I cannot stop twinkling!

He's making small talk...? It's unlikely from him. Kirishima is the only person he'll tolerate one-to-one conversations with. Probably because the others are a bunch of idiots, but other than that, this guy always had a liking for the redhead. He wouldn't just make small talk, either. If you ever found him in your messages, it has to be something of importance. Plus, he sleeps early.

。·:*:·゚★, ·:*:·゚☆ I cannot stop twinkling!

Y/n L/n
about to fix my hair, you?

Katsuki Bakugo
Jeanist is a pain in the ass. I'm brushing my hair out too

Y/n L/n
i'm gonna need some context

Katsuki Bakugo
If you send yours I'll send mine

。·:*:·゚★, ·:*:·゚☆ I cannot stop twinkling!

You look straight ahead, thinking about the situation. You decide to snap a picture of your hair anyway, excluding your face.

。·:*:·゚★, ·:*:·゚☆ I cannot stop twinkling!

Y/n L/n
Sent a photo.

Katsuki Bakugo
It's not that bad

Y/n L/n
oh yeah? show me yours, then

Katsuki Bakugo
Sent a video.

。·:*:·゚★, ·:*:·゚☆ I cannot stop twinkling!

He sent a video with his face excluded. His hair was pinned down to his head. Sleek. He looks like Ellen.

Then, out of nowhere, his hair poofed back to its normal form. A small cut-off gasp from him was from the video.

。·:*:·゚★, ·:*:·゚☆ I cannot stop twinkling!

Katsuki Bakugo
See?

Damn, I've been going at this for 15 minutes. It's okay now

Hello?

Say something, damnit

I'm dying here

Y/n L/n
it's uh... different?

Katsuki Bakugo
Whatever, nerd

I'm going to bed

。·:*:·゚★, ·:*:·゚☆ I cannot stop twinkling!

Confused, you put your phone down and start fixing your hair. Such an unusual encounter with him. Still, it was funny, so you let out a few laughs.

As you run your fingers through your partly tangled hair, you feel a different texture. A sort of silky, smooth texture.

You picked it out, a red feather sort of jolting towards a single direction. Probably finding its owner.

"You're coming home with me."

。·:*:·゚★, ·:*:·゚☆ I cannot stop twinkling!

"Good morning, kids," Hawks opened the door to the room you two are currently in without warning.

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