miracle romance (bakugou x reader love story)

a new day

When you opened your eyes this morning, it took some time to remember what happened last night. Or rather, to realize it hadn't been a dream.

"You like me. And I like you. D'ya wanna be my girlfriend or not?"

You touch your lips, remembering everything.

And then you're squeezing your pillow to your chest and rolling around in bed just like you did last night, blushed up and squealing. "Did he really kiss me like that? What's up with him, being all smooth out of nowhere?"

Bakugou, Bakugou. Katsuki, Katsuki. The whole thing was so cute. He's smart, he's cool, he cares about me, he listens to me, he protects me, and he's hot.

I'm so lucky.

Bakugou, the person you've had an achy, longing, adoring crush for months is all yours. "Eee." Again, you smush your face in the pillow.

You're not sure if he's out yet. The urge to text him and ask is present but the more you think about it, you realize how unsure you are on how to act.

It dawns on you like a bundle of anxious nerves. You're a couple couple - as in, he's the person who decided you're good enough to be with him. What does the girlfriend have to do? What is he expecting from you?

He's your boyfriend now - your stomach does a leap - but he's also still Bakugou.

Wouldn't it be too motherly if you start waking him up for a cute breakfast you prepared? Besides, he's completely independent. You don't think he'd like it if you did that.

But when are we going to hang out?

Grabbing your phone, for a split second you second guess what you're about to do but you want to let out these butterflies you're feeling. He's going to be so surprised when he hears from you first thing in the morning, so you send a pic you found of a kitten blowing hearts and add a message.

psssttt ₍ᐢ˶. .ᐢ₎ ♡

what're you doing today?

Rising from bed, you open your curtains to let the sunshine in before going over to sit at the vanity. Your natural face doesn't look so tired today. Actually, you look cutely refreshed in the morning light.

"Good morning!" You beam a huge smile.

Mirror you looks crazy.

"Ugh," your hands slap your cheeks before sliding down, stretching the skin under your eyes and making you look even crazier.

You sigh. Try a non-smiley whisper. "Good morning."

Too reserved.

"Morning." Too laidback. It doesn't sound right coming from your mouth.

Shaking your head, you give up and decide on nothing new. Just say hi, it's ok.

He still hasn't replied? It doesn't take you more than five minutes to fix your bed hair. Maybe he slept in?

Getting downstairs, fuzzy slippers stop as you notice the silence that's rarely ever in the dorms. It's strange being the only one down here this early in the morning. You usually sleep in on the weekend. The after party must've taken a toll on them. Peace has come to the land at last.

I know, I'll make the breakfast since no one's up yet.

While you bring out what you need on the counter, you pause.

How does Bakugou like his eggs?

While you're whisking a whole carton, you exit out of your thoughts when you hear the first long yawn behind the counter. Toru. "Hey, what're you doing up so early?" She yawns again after her sleepy question. You're flustered, her appearance bringing back that uncomfortable experience in the bathroom yesterday.