"at night, when you stare at the
stars, do you think the
person you miss most stares at
them thinking about you?"
♡︎.ᐟજ⁀➴
in which two
homesick students find
comfort in each other
during their
years at university.
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chapter three; pasta
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YOUR HAND HURT FROM WRITING notes all day. you see classes had officially started and in order to go into the career path you wanted to go into you unfortunately had to pick subjects that required a lot of writing and research. though you figured it would all be worth it in the end once you've graduated, and the pain was distracting you from your never-ending homesickness.
on the other hand, you hadn't seen katsuki in one of your classes yet, despite knowing that the two of you shared at least 2 classes. i mean, that is what he told you when you formally introduced yourselves the other night, but he probably sat at the back of the room, that's why you didn't see him.
you would've liked to see him though, so you wouldn't have to be alone all like you were, it would've been nice to have a friend on campus you thought.
that didn't matter now though, classes were over, and you could relax in your apartment and take a nap or something. but first, you had to go to work
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when you got home for the second time today, you made an oath to never leave the comfort of your apartment again. you were tired and hungry and grubby and full of grime of working in a store room for the past 5 and a half hours.
you see, after your initial job hunt you decided you would stop going to places and look online, and after a few hours of browsing the internet you had found a position as a packer at a library/cafe thingy just off campus, and today was your first day. it was something, to say the least
you sighed as you dropped your grocery bag onto the kitchen island. when you left work, you got the convenient store open and you quickly ran in to get a few things for dinner, opting to make a heartwarming home-made meal instead of getting takeout again.
maybe you should invite katsuki over, that'd be nice, seeing as he was alone here as well. you made your way over to the doors that led to your balcony, sliding it open and stepping out onto your balcony, hoping to see the blonde you were looking for there.
and just as you hoped, your blonde companion ( you weren't sure if you could call him a friend just yet ) stood barefoot, leaning on his balcony railing as he smoked a cigarette, you frowned at this, but you supposed everyone had their habit
"hey bakugou" you called out, making the blonde look up from whatever he was looking at down below
when he saw who called his name, he smirked, moving closer to the side of the railing so he could face you directly; "what's up sweets?" he asked killing his cigarette on the railing and flicking it down onto the grown below him
"have you eaten yet?" you asked, smiling softly
"no i haven't, why d'ya ask?" he asked in response, making you shrug
"i'm preparing dinner if you wanna come over, i don't mind" you said, making hand gestures toward your apartment, which made the blonde's smirk widen
he seemed to ponder on your offer for a moment, then he nodded, most likely to himself and pushed himself up from the balcony's railing; "yeah, i'll come over" he said, nodding to you this time, making you smile, satisfied with his answer
"see ya in 5 sweets"
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you left your apartment door unlocked so he could walk in, which he did, and when he did, katsuki was met with the sight of you stirring something in front of your stove as you hummed along with the 2000's r&b that played softly from your speaker.
he closed the door behind him and made his way over to where you stood in your kitchen, smirking softly at you not knowing that he was in your apartment.
"so what are you making?" he asked, coming to stand next to you as he looked over your shoulder to see what you were stirring
you looked at the blonde, slightly alarmed specifically because you didn't hear him come in or walk toward you, though, you wouldn't tell him that he gave you a slight heart attack
"oh, i'm making pasta, 's easier and quicker" you said, putting down the wooden spoon as you turned to look at him
he looked back at you, not saying anything as the apartment became silent, the only noise being 'who do you tell', it was awkward to say the least
"so why'd you invite me over?" he asked, leaning against the counter as he watched you drain the pasta, adding it to the pot you were stirring when he first came in
"well, you're my neighbour, and we'll be living next to each other for who knows how long, so i thought it'd be nice, and besides, we go to the same school and yeah" you half-assedly explained as you switched off your stove, taking the pot off of the hot plate as you looked back at him
while there was some truth in your shitty explanation, it was also so you could learn more about the person who said you looked like crap when you first met, and you also had no friends as of yet and it'd be nice to have one away from home.
