"Love was so fucking cringey until I met you."
You and your delinquent brother had been "troubled" kids, since the very beginning of it all.
Before things got bad; and, before things got good.
Constantly wreaking havoc just for the fun of it, lea...
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Honestly, a few months ago, you certainly couldn't see yourself sneaking out of Bakugou's house to avoid the onslaught of his mother.
But here you were.
Doing just that.
You had been running through the streets for a while now, after jumping out of his window and sliding down a nearby tree.
But you finally escaped the premises, and carried nothing but yourselves, and Mitsuki's credit card.
You walked through the streets for a long time. The air was cold, and the wind was nippy, but you had Bakugou by your side to keep you warm with his explosive attitude.
Tonight, though, he had been oddly gentle.
He hadn't screamed in at least an hour. He wasn't exploding, or growling or even threatening to brutally murder you.
In fact, while you walked by his side, you caught him staring down at you with a soft smile on his face.
After you caught him in the act once more, you decided to make a stand against the scrutiny.
"Fuck you looking at, bastard?"
"Snappy tonight, aren't you?" he replied by throwing his arm over your shoulders and pulling you into his side while he kept walking.
"Why aren't you? Normally this shit is the other way around. I'm meant to be the nonchalant one while you're the raging asshole at my side!"
He grinned, "Guess the roles were reversed tonight."
You paused. "You want to die? Seriously, you're going about it the right way."
He laughed cutely.
You really adored his laugh.
"Calm down, let's just enjoy tonight. Me and you."
"Why are you being so weird! It's freaking me out!"
"I'm not!" he laughed back, playing with your hair, "I just wanna make tonight special with you. I haven't had one alone with you in a while, so I wanna make it good, okay? Stop arguing with me, dammit."
What's special about snack shopping? You thought to yourself, in a puzzle, while Bakugou struggled to stop thinking about you.
