"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-
December 27th, Thursday - 4:58 pm
You were walking down the street toward the restaurant Mina had picked for the hangout, hands tucked into your sleeves as the cold brushed against your skin.
You were nervous. Way more nervous than you'd expected to be.
Each step felt deliberate, measured—like if you focused hard enough on walking normally, you could trick yourself into feeling confident too.
But your mind wouldn't quiet down. It kept racing, looping through every possible way today could go wrong.
What if he figures it out?
What if it's awkward?
What if I say something stupid?
Out of all days for an accidental date, this felt like the one you could mess up the most.
Not because you didn't want to be here.
But because if Katsuki figured out this wasn't an accident—if he realized Mina hadn't "forgotten" anything, that this had been planned with intent—
You weren't sure which would be worse.
Him being angry...
Or him realizing you wanted this.
The wind swept through your hair, lifting a few strands as your boots clicked softly against the pavement. The sounds of the street faded in and out as you walked, your thoughts louder than anything around you.
Then, as the restaurant came into view—
You saw him.
Standing right outside.
Bakugo.
Your steps faltered. Your heart dropped straight into your stomach.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
You froze for half a second too long before forcing yourself to inhale deeply, filling your lungs with cold air in an attempt to calm the nerves threatening to spill over.
Okay. Just be cool. Act normal.
You pushed yourself forward, resuming your walk toward him, keeping your pace steady even though your pulse was racing.
