A Tale of Two Worlds: The Bakugou Twins
Professional volleyball player Marinette and Pro Hero Katsuki Bakugou lived their dream life with their adorable 3-month-old twins, Naoko and Akiko. But their world shattered one fateful night when a villain a...
"I'm going out with Haruto!" I shouted as I laced up my shoes by the door.
"Have fun!" Mama called from the kitchen.
"Be safe!" Papa added, his voice echoing from the living room.
"Tell him I said hi!" Akiko teased from the staircase.
"Shut up, Akiko!" I rolled my eyes, grabbing my jacket.
"Jealous much? I have a boyfriend, by the way!" She smirked, leaning over the railing.
I huffed, shaking my head as I stepped outside. Haruto stood there, looking effortlessly cool in a blue sweater over a white shirt, with black pants. His hair was tousled by the wind, giving him a laid-back vibe. We've gotten close over the past few months, spending almost daily together. Today, I wore a tight black short-sleeve shirt with beige pants, feeling casual yet comfortable.
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"Oi," I greeted him, smiling.
"Oh hey, Naoko! How are ya?" He grinned, his dimples showing.
"I'm good. You?" I asked, throwing my arm over his shoulders as we began walking.
"I'm doing awesome! There's this new cat cafe that opened up. I want to go!" His eyes lit up with excitement.
"Sure," I shrugged, matching his enthusiasm.
The cat cafe was a hit. We spent hours there, playing with the cats and enjoying the atmosphere. Haruto's laughter filled the room as a particularly feisty kitten decided to playfully attack his shoelaces. I couldn't help but laugh along, feeling a warmth spread through me. We snapped pictures, shared stories, and lost track of time in the cozy environment.
After leaving the cafe, we wandered the streets, stopping at random shops and trying out various street foods. Haruto insisted on trying every flavour of teriyaki we came across, making exaggerated faces with each bite to make me laugh. We even found a small park where we sat and talked about everything and nothing, the hours slipping by unnoticed.
