BakuDeku One-shots

Stupid Soulmate... He's So Perfect..

•Soulmate au(red string of fate)

•No quirks. Sorry, not sorry.

•Fluff. ÙwÚ

•Bakugou and Deku don't know each other in this au.

•Also, let's pretend their both 18 now. Ok? Ok.
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Izuku's pov, because UwU)

        Beep beep beep

        Beep beep beep.

        Beep beep bee-

        "Stupid alarm..." I huffed, reaching over to turn the annoying thing off.

        I rolled over, attempting to fall back asleep. After a few minutes of staring at the wall, I gave up.

        I was about to get up and get ready for school, when there was a small tug on the red string that was wrapped around my wrist. This has been happening more and more lately..

        It was like my soulmate, whoever he/she was, was trying to get my attention, telling me to come find them. Like they were getting impatient to meet me. And, honestly, I felt the same. I never had the time to follow the string, always too busy with school and work.. Apparently, they didn't have the time either.

       I really wanna meet them..

        'And today, I'm gonna do just that! ' I thought to myself as I got up from my bed. Screw school! Screw work! This is very important!

        'I'll call in sick later..' I nodded as I quickly got changed into a white shirt, black ripped skinny jeans, and my signature red shoes. No matter what I wear, I need to have these shoes on. I put my phone in my back pocket.

        After I was done with that, I slowly started to follow the string out of my room, rolling it into a small ball as I did so. I hadn't noticed until then, but the string was so soft, like silk. I don't know how I didn't notice..this string has been wrapped around me for a whole year!

        It was calming, in a way...

        I walked down the hall, then the steps that led to my living room, before reaching my front door. My black pitbull, King, heard me walking around and ran over to me, slobbering up a storm.

        "Sit, King, sit!" The dog obeyed and sat at my feet. He was a pretty big dog..or, maybe I was just short? If King were to stand on his hind legs, his front paws could easily reach my shoulders.

        "Wanna go on a walk, boy? Huh? Walkies?" I asked him as if he were a baby, him jumping up and down and barking in excitement.

        I chuckled as I grabbed my keys along with King's leash. He was well trained, and never wore it out on our walks, but I would need to have it on me just in case I got stopped by any police.

        King shook his head quickly, slinging a bit of slobber here and there. The metal spikes on his black leather collar jingled against his name tag. He was getting impatient with me.. as usual.