Chapter 3

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Uraraka

wHAT?

Why??


Bakugou

Do I really have to explain myself another fucking time


Uraraka

No sorry

It's just that

I mean


Bakugou

Stop fucking writing bullshit and just answer the fucking question


Uraraka

You probably think I'd be lame if I said no


Bakugou

Not really

I get it


Uraraka

Wait what?


Bakugou

I'm not a fucking creep

If you don't want to I'm not gonna force you


Uraraka

Well what a gentleman


Bakugou

Fuck off


Uraraka

I'm teasing jesus

It's just that I have never done that so I don't know what to do


Bakugou

Just take a picture of your tits and send it

It's not rocket science


Uraraka

And guys like that?


Bakugou

Of course we like that

It's fucking hot

Uraraka was laid on her bed rereading the last message Bakugou had sent her. She didn't know what to respond. She still couldn't believe she was having this conversation with Bakugou. This night couldn't get crazier.

Her heart was beating at lighting speed. Uraraka started to have a little crush on Bakugou at the beginning of their third year. At first she kept looking at him and was always blushing when he would talk to her (which was almost never). Then she would fantasize about him kissing her in hidden places and do stuff to her. Just thinking about it was making Uraraka feel all fuzzy inside. Uraraka was far from a prude. She was always fantasizing about being touched or being grabbed by him. She was obviously too afraid to actually express her feelings so she kept them hidden. The only person she ever confessed her crush was Mina. And Uraraka regretted telling her friend her secret.

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