"Sometimes the world doesn't need another hero, what it needs is a monster."
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Hana Fumetsu isn't your typical Mary Sue. In fact, she isn't even human. A combination of cruel insanity, dark humor, and provocative thinking mixed with a dash of masoc...
Cue Song || Confusion swarmed my veins as I walked the ash blonde march away and before I knew it, I'm scrambling after him. "Wait Darling-"
"Stop following me!" He barked in annoyance and usually I'd comply but this time I didn't want to. Now I know I'm not exactly an expert on all things human but I know a kiss means something to them. For once, my Darling was the one to catch me off guard. Don't get me wrong, I'm certainly not complaining but what did it mean...for him...how...was I supposed to feel...
"You can't just kiss me like that out of no where and walk off like it's nothing..."
"I don't know what you're talking about." He grumbled as I tailed him into the parking lot of the beach, the fun sounds of our classmates in the distance. Frustration pooled in my stomach as I quickly stood in front of him, grappling onto his wrist. Bakugou stiffened at the contact, his annoyed eyes shifting down to connect with her confused cyan one's. "Look I'll leave you alone if you'd just answer me."
"Why does it matter?" He growled causing my eyes to falter, a disheartened feeling flashing in my eyes. "I just thought..." Suddenly an image of my mother and father when I was younger. Before my skin turned red. They both had smiles on their face breaking away from a strange form of contact with their lips that had happened with me and Bakugou.
"I love you..."
The echoe of my fathers words to my mother sounded in my head. I wasn't sure what 'love' meant at the time and I still had no clue what it was now...but it seemed nice... Nice enough to make my mother smile from ear to ear. She looked happy. He looked happy. I often wondered if a simple kiss was all it took to bask in that euphoria. I wanted to find it. I thought maybe Darling was the final answer. But he wasn't smiling...He wasn't happy...Love was happiness right...
"When humans touch lips, it means they are in love right?? They're happy? So...why are you angry with me...did I do something wrong, Darling?"
The bold female before him was now timid and unsure. Actions Bakugou wasn't accustomed to with the female. However, her naive words annoyed him slightly. "So you're saying you're in love with that extra from class B." Now Bakugou wasn't one to hold grudges but the way she came off made it seem as if a kiss was supposed to be sacred. As if she hadn't kissed a stranger to spite him.
"That, was different and you know it." I mumbled guiltily but Bakugou clicked his teeth, tiny explosions sparking in his palm causing the pinkette to glance at the sign of his growing temper warily. Bakugou calmed down as he caught her eyes shifting to his fists and shoved his hands in his trunk pockets. Bakugou in no shape or form was a talker, he didn't like explaining why he did things. He just did them. Actions spoke louder than words after all, and him kissing her was his way of expressing how he felt. Was it love? Was it affection? Was it claim? No one but him knew.
"After years of annoying me, you're surprised I finally return the favor?" He growled out.
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