Jirou sat in the back of the Uber/taxi with Bakugou, sitting in awkward silence as the old 70's music played softly up in front. The driver hummed to the beat and they were finally dropped off at their destination, a nice restaurant that overlooked the bright city below.
"Wow, you're really going all-out Bakugou! And... and for... me?" Jirou said, her brain not accepting that he did all this for someone like her.
"Tch, this is nothing. I told my old hag about my da- I mean, this, and she was so d*mn excited she decided to pay for it." He shrugged nonchalantly and walked toward our table.
By "old hag", she guessed he meant his mother. Did they really have that much money? She thought. They surely can't be richer than Yao-Momo, but definitely more than me or any other average person.
They sat down and ordered drinks. Jirou got a simple chai tea, and Bakugou ordered tap water. The waiter came back with drinks a minute later and the two chatted.
Then, Jirou got really curious.
"Why'd you ask me out?"
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Sorry for such a short chapter, but I promise things'll get better! This is my second fanfiction ever written, so please try to pardon me! :)
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To Heal A Broken Heart
FanfictionJirou had a nice life at UA High, in the top class and she had finally gotten together with her... interesting crush, Katsuki Bakugou. Although he was short-tempered and never got along with anyone, Jirou was one of very few exceptions for him. They...
