──── 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙎𝙄𝘿𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙀 classroom door of the lecture hall, natsuo was pacing back and forth calming himself down with his own reassuring words. he was debating his choices in his head, possibly regretting this choice to show up at the entrance of her classroom. misaki's classroom.
bakugo misaki was someone he had met last semester in intro to biology. someone who he held very dear to him. she was someone who he felt he could be a hundred percent himself around. and he was completely and utterly in love with her.
he was completely smitten with the way she openly and honestly expressed herself around anyone she was with, but even more so around him. the way she cared for friends like they were her family. and even the way her temper got the better of her if you pushed the wrong buttons. she was bold yet calm most of the time.
and if her bold and cool-headed personality wasn't enough, she was also beautiful and natsuo loved every part of her. her sharp facial features that complimented her long unruly blonde hair that spiked up at the ends. her intriguing ruby eyes that he could get lost in forever. her glowing skin that came as a side effect from her quirk. everything about her was appealing to him and over the past few months, he knew what he developed for the blonde was much more than a little crush.
so now he was here, pacing in front of her classroom like a fool in love. but he was determined today. today was the day he was going to ask misaki on a date after convincing and preparing himself for the past few weeks.
and as the students came rushing out the lecture hall, he took a seat on the bench in front of the door to get out of the way. he could see the blonde coming out the door with a whole crowd following behind as she laughed with a friend beside her.
nervousness taking over him, he decided to just pretend to be invested into his phone as he scrolled and typed on his notes app to appear as someone who was just texting. misaki on the other hand walked out and immediately took notice to the white-haired male sitting alone.
letting her friend off, they parted ways as she made kissing sounds to embarrass misaki a little. as misaki's jaw dropped she smacked her friend's arm, a little flustered at her friends gesture.
she walked over appearing in front of him, widening her stance with her hands on her hips, "so what did the todoroki natsuo have to tell me so bad that he's sitting out here in front of my lecture hall?"
"i didn't- i wasn't waiting here for you." he stumbled on his words looking up at the blonde as she tilted her head in confusion. she could read him like a book, and she could sense him lying right through his teeth.
without saying a word he confessed, "alright. yea i came here to see you. you happy?"
"i'm always happy to see you natsuo." she sat down beside him looking into his eyes until he finally grew a bit flustered from the sudden eye contact and broke it off.
misaki cleared her throat, "so, what did you want to tell me?"
"oh i um- ", he scratched his neck figuring out the right words to say as misaki patiently listened to every word. "would you like to go out some time." he said carefully, hesitating every word that came out of his mouth.
it came as a shock to misaki to say the least. but she'd be lying to herself if she wasn't getting butterflies from his request alone. "like a date?" she asked making sure he was on the same page as her. making sure that she wasn't getting this wrong.
his nervousness grew. all the possibilities went through his head. all the possible responses he could say that would not fuck up his chance. "i mean it doesn't have to if you don't want to." he clenched his fist. yea way to fucking go natsuo. say the most chicken ass response. beating himself up inside hoping the girl standing before him wasn't thinking the same thing.
"do you want it to? be a date?" she asked again, wanting to be sure once more. but all of this was starting to confuse natsuo. did she want it to be a date? did she just want to go out as friends like they always did? he was so confused at this point.
"it doesn't have to- we can just hang out like we normally do... y'know as friends." he stood up from the bench hating every second of his awkward responses. misaki's eyes followed his sudden movement, "well, i guess i'll see you around." he took a step but was abruptly stopped by her hand which grabbed his arm "hold on, natsuo," his attention grew on her hand which was holding his bicep, too distracted to look her in the eye to even see the smile that slightly grew on her face. he was clearly getting flustered, but she decided to just take the chance hoping that a date is what he was asking for, "i'd love to go on a date with you. that is if you're considering it as one."
his eyes grew wide, and he suddenly turned his head to face her directly with a surprise written all over his face. "i- uh- yea i was. considering it a date." she broke out in laughter as she witnessed his shocked face. "what's with that look on your face?"
"i just didn't think you'd agree to go on one with me." he shrugged his shoulders, rubbing the back of his neck feeling embarrassed of what happened in the last few minutes.
"why wouldn't i?" she let go of his bicep, tilting her head as natsuo held eye contact with her, trying to find the answer in her eyes. "i guess i didn't think you saw me as anything more than a friend." he admitted.
"i guess you thought wrong then." she bit her lip, and a smile grew on his face, "i guess i did." he chuckled to himself, feeling butterflies form in his stomach after misaki basically reciprocated his feelings. "so i'll see you saturday? does that work for you?" misaki nodded in response to his question as his smile grew even wider.
"ok i'll see you then!" he walked off as misaki watched him from behind as he pumped his fist to himself, proud that he managed to ask his crush out after many weeks of chickening out. misaki laughed at his cute gesture he gave himself. her heart growing even more butterflies as he walked out the door.
