Echoes Of Obsession (Yandere BNHA x female reader)

chapter 13

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~y/n's pov
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As i walked alongside Bakugou, the silence between us felt heavy, filled with the unspoken tension that had been lingering since the combat battle training.

I glanced up at him, noticing the slight furrow in his brow, the way his jaw was clenched. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was bothering him, despite his earlier reassurances.

“So... are you okay?” i asked softly, trying to catch his eye.

Bakugou’s gaze flicked to mine briefly before he looked away, his voice gruff as he replied, “Everything’s fine.”

I knew he was lying. The way he avoided my gaze, the tension in his shoulders—it was all too obvious. But i also knew better than to push him. When Bakugou didn’t want to talk about something, pressing him would only make things worse.

“Okay,” i said quietly, deciding to drop the subject. But i hated seeing him like this—so closed off and distant. I wanted to do something to lighten his mood.

As we walked, my eyes landed on a small ice cream parlor nearby, its bright neon sign flickering in the evening light. An idea sparked in my mind, and without thinking, i reached out and grabbed Bakugou’s hand, pulling him along with you.

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~Bakugou’s pov
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The second her fingers wrapped around my wrist, I felt that spark. It pissed me off that she could affect me like this without even trying.

“Oi! What the hell are you doing, Y/N?” I snapped, trying to pull my hand back, but she was already dragging me toward the ice cream parlor. I could’ve stopped her if I really wanted to, but... maybe I didn’t.

“Just come on!” she said with that bright grin, acting like she had all the power in the world over me.

And maybe she did.

I let out a growl but didn’t resist, pretending to be annoyed when really, my mind was racing.

'Why did she have this kind of effect on me?'

Once we got inside, I yanked my hand free, crossing my arms over my chest like it was nothing.

“You could’ve just told me you wanted ice cream instead of dragging me like a damn rag doll.”

She chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck.

“Sorry, Bakugou. I just thought it’d be fun. And besides, you wouldn’t have come if I asked, right?”

“Tch, whatever,” I grumbled, but I could feel the corner of my mouth twitching. She wasn’t wrong. I wouldn’t have come if she’d asked. Not that I’d ever tell her that.

She turned to the counter, looking over the flavors, and I pretended not to care as I waited beside her. But the truth was, my attention never left her.

“I’ll have a scoop of vanilla almond,” she said, practically bouncing on her heels. I felt my chest tighten at how damn happy she looked over something so small.

When the server handed her the ice cream, she turned to me, all smiles. “What about you? What’s your favorite?”

I scoffed. “Chocolate mint,” I muttered, not really thinking about it.