"𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬?" - 𝐊. 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨
𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨: This story is Slowburn, follows a couple of months after the epilogue and is accurate/realistic.
WARNING: My writing style is very detailed, so if you aren't into d...
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-2nd person pov-
November 30th, Thursday - 6:01 pm
The food court buzzed with noise—families talking, trays clattering, the distant hum of mall music blending with the constant chatter.
You and the guys had managed to find a decent-sized table near the center, surrounded by other groups of shoppers taking a break.
Everyone had their food in front of them—Denki with a giant tray of fries, Sero with some sushi, Kirishima happily munching on a burger, and Bakugo with a bowl of ramen that was still steaming.
You had grabbed your favorite meal, sitting comfortably beside Sero as Bakugo sat in front of you beside Kirishima.
"Man, I'm so glad we ran into you," Denki said, sitting on the end of the table as he pointed a fry at you.
"If it wasn't for you, Bakugo would have to buy his mom perfume again," He gestured toward you with a smirk.
"Took longer than expected too because some people—" he looked at Sero and Kirishima, "—were kinda useless in finding a gift."
"Yeah Denki," Sero smirked. "If anyone here was useless at finding gifts then it's most definitely you."
"Man." Denki jokingly frowned.
"See?" Kirishima taunted.
"But you also suggested gym equipment for Bakugo's mom," Sero reminded Kirishima, grabbing a piece of sushi with his chopsticks.
"Okay, yeah," Kirishima admitted, scratching his head, "but, in my defense, Mitsuki's strong."
"She doesn't need dumbbells for her birthday, idiot," Bakugo muttered between bites of ramen.
Denki grinned at you. "See? I'm not that bad."
You smirked, sipping your drink. "Sure you aren't."
Bakugo rolled his eyes but didn't argue.
Instead, he kept eating while listening to the conversation.
"So, anyway," Sero said, stretching his arms behind his head, "did you guys see that one store near the entrance? The one selling those weird, overpriced hero figures?"
"Oh! Yeah," Denki perked up. "They had a life-sized All Might statue! It was sick."
Kirishima laughed. "Oh yeah, I saw that. The thing had a spotlight on it like it was a national treasure or something."
"Probably cost a fortune," you added. "I bet hardcore collectors eat that stuff up."
Denki nodded enthusiastically. "For real! They even had these super detailed figures of Endeavor, Hawks—oh, and Best Jeanist! Bakugo, you'd love that one."
