𝓝𝓸𝓽 𝓐 𝓢𝓹𝓮𝓵𝓵

Inner Realization

A/N - hey prettiesss! i just wanted to lyk that i'm tryna work as fast as i can on these newer chapters, as there's a LOTTT of potential with this book. I also just wanted to let yall know that this character is going to represent a bisexual girl, and i know not all of you are bisexual, i am, and with me being the author, i really wanted to showcase that coming out type of thing. and as a bi person, it was really hard for me to find my identity, so i would love to include this in Y/n's story. hope yall aren't too pissed at me for it, but with that being said, let's continue 😍‼️

Y/n's POV:

I immediately leaped into Katsuki's arms once I saw what he had gotten for me. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!!"

I felt him slightly hug me back as he chuckled lightly, "Okay, okay, okay." I eventually let go, tears streaming out of my eyes even though I didn't even notice myself. "W-wait, why are you crying now?!" He tenses up, noticing. "Shut up, I'm happy. Get used to my happy crying." I sniffle with a small smile, still holding the bag and admiring it.

I then feel his hand on my head, ruffling my hair. "Hey, watch the hair!" I jokingly elbow him as we continue walking.

When walking past buildings and stores of all kinds, I kept glancing down at the bag with the flowers and vase, and suddenly I felt my chest warming up, along with my face, making me smile gently.

"Someone's happy." Katsuki says aloud, making my cheeks redder than before, feeling boiling hot. "S-shut up already!" I look away immediately, refusing to look at him with this embarrassing expression on my face.

"You hungry?" He simply asks, pointing to a small Japanese Café. "A little, are you?" I respond back in question. "No shit. That's why I asked." He turns around swiftly, opening the door, and in surprise he was holding it open for me, which caught me slightly off guard, but I didn't dare to mention it.

When walking in, I catch a whiff of coffee and pastries, reminding me of my home, Canada. This brought an immediate smile to my face, as I looked around at the Café's interior, the aesthetic being warm and cozy. A gorgeous blonde with green eyes that seemed to be around 5'7 approached us, ready to seat us. "Hi, how many of you are there today?" She wonders. "2. What else does it look like?" Katsuki points out plainly, as I hit him lightly for his impoliteness. "Okay, uhm, you both can follow me."

The girl guides us to a table by the window, handing us two menus. "Thank you." I made sure to say just to let her know I wasn't as rude as Katsuki was to people in public. The waitress smiles at me sweetly, looking me up and down, getting me a little nervous, but I continued to look at the menu in front of me to avoid anything awkward. She seemed to be around our age, so I was wondering why she wasn't in school at this time, as Bakugou and I just skipped.

Around 10 minutes passed before she returned with a notepad and pen in hand. "What can I get you two to drink today?" She looks my way, "I'll uhm, I'll get a matcha latte, please." I say as I place my order. "Got it. And for you, sir?" She asks Katsuki. "Coffee. Black." He answers, batting an eye at her for some strange reason. "Alright. I'll be right back with those for you." She tells us, but before walking away, she makes sure to shoot me a small wink, making my face warm again. "Oh fuck me, I'm done with my hormones, dude." Is all that went through my head.

I stayed rather quiet while Katsuki and I were waiting for our drinks. "Are you fuckin' good?" He notices me covering my face, shoulders raised to my ears. "She just- I don't know- be quiet..." I stumble on my words nervously, feeling Katsuki's eyes still on me.

The woman returns shortly with our drinks, ready to take our orders once again. "What can I get for you, gorgeous?" She asks me, making me smile widely. "I'll get the smoked chicken sandwich, thank you." I state shyly. "I'll get the spicy ramen, but make sure it's fuckin' spicy." Katsuki demands, as I hand the waitress both of our menus, her fingers brushing against mine. "Sounds good. I'll get the orders in." She says, walking away.

"The fuck was that?" Katsuki finally managed to ask. "Dude, I don't know..I don't think it's like that." I shake my head, taking a sip of my drink. "She has a fucking rainbow pin on her damn vest, stupid." As soon as he said that, I started choking
on the drink. "I'm sorry, what? Where the hell did you-" The waitress walks past again to help another table, but we make eye contact shortly, as I then notice the pin Katsuki was talking about. "I didn't even see that!" I whisper shouted to him. "How many fucking people are gonna ask you out or hit on you when we go out in public?.." He sighs, but it didn't seem to faze him about how I reacted to her flirting with me.

I didn't even seem to be fazed about it for that matter, which made me begin to stress over it. Sure, I've had a couple encounters with girls where I felt nervous or giddy around them in a different way than friendship, but I hadn't questioned my sexuality like this before.

Did I seem to like both, or is that not possible? Or did I just like girls? Maybe I don't and I'm paranoid, but..it just feels wrong to not know. It feels wrong to call myself..straight.

I didn't know at the time, but I guess I looked anxious to Katsuki, as I felt his hand on my knee that was once bouncing. "What's up with you? Is she making you uncomfortable? Cus' I'll beat that bitch up, I don't care if she's a-" He threatens before I cut him off. "Katsuki, is there something wrong with me?" I say with a slightly shaky tone. "Why? Do you like her? If ya do, jus' tell her. Get her number or sum'." He easily spoke out loud. "Shhh!" I hush him immediately, him saying it with such ease at such a loud tone made me panic. "So that's a yes?" He takes a sip from his coffee.

"I- I don't know.. that's not- I'm not.." I couldn't seem to get the words out, as my inner homophobia had me by the throat.

Don't get me wrong, I have no problem with seeing gay couples around, but something with admitting that I may be gay..doesn't sit completely comfortable with me.

"N' you don't gotta be. Just chill out a bit, you'll figure it out eventually, don't bash yourself for it."

Would my friends think of me different or hate me for that matter if they realized?

I hated the feeling of not knowing. I hated not knowing about myself.

But Katsuki said it with no problem, with such ease. So maybe it wasn't a big deal?

I had no idea.