Why were you like this? Why did you have to be born like this? Why did it always have to bother you when something wasn't color-coded or in the right size order and you had to start left to right? It had to be in that order too. If you were to do it in any other way, you had to start over and do it correctly. It didn't matter if you were going to be late for classes, if someone was waiting for you, or even if the products and stuff didn't belong to you, you had to fix them and make them perfect. It had to be exactly matching from top to bottom. If the pencils didn't match in size, the shortest pencil will be the stencil and you would use the other pencils until they matched the shortest one in the pile. Then once that was complete you would use only that specific set of pencils until they were all done. You kept them in a pencil case and took them from left to right. One time you messed up and took it from the right and it threw off your whole day. You had to give away the set of pencils to Deku since he was always writing just like you were. You knew the pencils were in good hands, as you went to buy another pack to fix it the way you needed it to be fixed.
"Hey L/N-Kun, can I borrow one of those pens? They're so pretty!" You went to say something but, were caught off guard as Mina grabbed the magenta-colored one and took off the cap dropping it on the table as she grabbed a random paper to scribble on it, making you wince. You had to see the paper to know how much she used so you can do the same to the rest of the pens. They all needed to be even, color-coded, and have the same amount of ink in them.
"C-Can I have it back?" You began to stutter reaching out a shaky hand towards her needing the pen back. You had to organize them to your liking, so you know which ones to grab and how to finish them.
"I want to keep this one! It's the perfect shade and it writes so smoothly" You cringed as she went right back to writing. Why didn't she understand? Why did you have to explain to her why you needed to have that pen back. You worried your lip as you thought of how you were going to get the pen back without using force. A light bulb went off in your head as you dug into your bag your heart racing as you looked for a similar pen the same magenta color that you happened to find in the hallway and had the urge to pick it up. Once you grabbed it, you swung around and held it out for her to see
"Y-you can have this one." You were praying to anyone listening that she would be reasonable and let you have your pen back and take the one in your hand as a peace offering. When she looked and gasped quickly swapping pens you let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding. You looked back down at what you were doing which was setting up your pencil case. You had a jumbo one that was able to hold 48 pens or pencils or thin markers or mid-liners whichever you preferred to carry in it. In the first row, you had twelve gel pens in different shades, in the second row you had twelve pencils the outside colors different but, the leads were all 0.2 lead, the third row had the new pens you had just bought and the last row had the mid-liner pens that you liked. You had about 4 other pencil cases filled with different stationery stuff that made you happy and calmed you down. As you were fixing the pens making sure they all had the same ink, starting from left to right you felt like you were being stared at, and to your surprise and dismay you were being stared at by Bakugo, Kirishima, and Denki. Denki and Kirishima were looking at you like you were strange-which you were used to but it was Bakugo that was giving you an unreadable expression that made you all kinds of nervous. Why did he have to look like that? It made you blush so to avoid further embarrassment you gave a smile before quickly looking down and continuing to organize your stuff. Bakugo always made butterflies appear in your stomach which was girlish but who cares? It happens to guys too. You're not sure when it happened but along the way you ended up getting a crush on Bakugo and honestly, it was scary. You weren't even sure if the guy was gay and even if he was you doubt, he was interested in having a romantic relationship. Now you're stretching it but if he was gay and was interesting in a romantic relationship, you're pretty sure that he would be interested in Kirishima with how well the two of them got along with just about anything. It made you jealous but, you had no right to be jealous of them. You and Bakugo weren't together the two of you were just friends even if the smell of cinnamon and sugar made you swoon, and you may or may not have used your quirk to snatch one of his shirts when he wasn't there. You can go through walls and doors while invisible, but it only lasts a minute and you must take a 10-minute break in between each turn. You managed to snatch a shirt you have never seen him wear that smelled exactly like him. That was wrong of you to do and you know you were dead meat if he ever catches you, but the smell calmed your anxiety whenever it spiked out of control. Maybe you should go up to your room now since you felt anxiety knocking if the hyper-awareness of your surroundings was a sign. You quickly grabbed your stuff chancing one more glance towards Bakugo who-to your surprise- was already looking at you forcing a squeak out of you. You had enough embarrassment and made a beeline for your room. You quickly closed the door behind you placing your stuff gently on the bed and digging in your closet for his shirt. It was a grey worn-out t-shirt that was too big on you and fell off your shoulder and went past your thighs. You decided to wear it with some boxers and got on the bed with a drawing pad and your drawing pencils placing your other stuff in the correct cupboards. About twenty minutes later you heard a knock on your door and not really thinking about it you told the person to come in instantly regretting your decisions
"Is that my shirt?" You sharply looked up taking a large gulp of air as Bakugo stood in the doorway with an incredulous look on his face. Heaven here you come
"I-I can explain!!" You shook your hands violently at him hoping in some way to appease him. You swiftly moved your book and pencils not wanting them to be caught in the crossfire.
"Start talking." He had a hard scowl on his face as he closed the door behind him making sure to lock it before stalking up to you and going into your personal space.
"Y-y-you see I-I-I have anxiety and your s-scent calms me down! So, I-I-I used my quirk to s-steal a shirt...." You tried to hide but Bakugo was having none of it. He grabbed your hands holding them tightly in his own getting in your face.
"My scent calms you down." You chanced a peek at him surprised you weren't dead yet and were your eyes deceiving you or was Bakugo blushing?
"Y-Yes I love cinnamon and sugar." You realized what you said after it came out of your mouth. Your eyes widen along with his the two of you staring at each other in shock. His face went neutral as he 'tch' and pulled away from you but, never let go of your hands-not that you were going to complain-.
"You're lucky you're fucking cute. Keep the damn shirt, it looks good." You gawked at him, your face aflame. At the look he gave you, you closed your mouth but continued to look at him before looking down at your hands that were still holding his.
"We are holding hands." He looked down before snorting and looking away.
"Yeah well no shit. That's what you do when you're dating." You looked up at him in shock and he met your gaze head-on.
"We-we're dating?!" This was too damn good to be true. He liked weird little old you. He was gay? He didn't like Kirishima?
"Yes I'm fucking gay, no Kirishima is dating Sero and you're not fucking weird you're just different and I like different." You grinned sheepishly not realizing you said all of that out loud. "To answer your last question, yes we are dating." You blinked finding all of this all surreal but, who were you to question a miracle?
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