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bakacchan is asking for a video call！
as soon as she heard the familiar ringtone her phone was emitting, (y/n) yawned before reaching her phone that was seating well beside her, a small smile creeping up her face as she saw who the caller was. despite bakugou not being able to contact her yesterday, she felt joy rather than anger running through her. she got to see how peaceful he was last night, anyway.
in a split second, she answered the call as she positioned her phone in front of her with her bed's headboard as a support. her lights were off, but the light from the other line made her face visible, at least.
"were you sleeping, you lazy bitch?" bakugou started off as he gave her face an intent stare, scanning every single feature he could spot due to the dimness of her room. it was hard for him to see, but at least her face was detectable enough for him.
"i dozed off." (y/n) replies with a smile, but she kept her eyes closed.
bakugou 'tched', but he didn't make it visible for her. he knows very well himself that she was waiting for him last night, so getting upset is probably pointless.
yawning once more, (y/n) snatched her phone before tiredly opening her room's light. seeing the display in front of him, he immediately looked away, a faint tint of pink creeping up his cheeks. "w-wear some clothes, you idiot!"
"it's just a sports bra, bakugou. what are you panicking about?" she asks in disbelief, now putting on an oversized hoodie to follow the ash blonde's panicked command, but bakugou kept quiet with his head still turned away.
"i had a spar with kirishima, and damn, his quirk is as hard as hell." "that's why it's called hardening, idiot." "did i fucking ask?" "fuck you."
bakugou clicked his tounge again because of their conversation, his eyes now staring directly onto the female's (e/c) orbs as a thought came across his mind to keep their conversation going.
"what did you do last night?" he asks, curiosity filling his mind of the female's last night activities, but he does want to confirm something he has in mind.
"i slept early." she bluntly replies as she yawned once more with her hand covering her mouth, not wanting bakugou to see that expression.
bakugou smirked at her response as he rested his cheek on his palm, staring intently towards her like as if he knows that she was hiding something at the very moment. "oh? is that so? because i swear that i heard someone last night, telling me to sleep tight. that someone even kissed my forehead."
"if you think that i did what you just said, then you're fucking disgusting, bakugou. besides, like i'll kiss someone like you." she scoffed, a disbelieved expression now plastered on her face as she started to play with the hood of her hoodie. of course, bakugou being head over heels for her, he found her small action cute, but that doesn't change the fact that she just lied like it was nothing.
"anyway, since we have no topic to talk about, who does the hotheaded student from class 1-a like?" (y/n) says with a teasing smirk as she started to wriggle her eyebrows, but her mouth went agape when she heard his answer to her question. "for starters, she's an idiot who doesn't recognize my feelings."
(y/n) stared at him in awe, her mouth stil ajar. she didn't knew that the ash blonde would answer such an embarrassing question in an instant without any problem at all! who does that!?
regaining her composure, (y/n) sighed and smiled towards the male, yet a pang of pain came rushing through her nerves, her mind telling her that it wasn't her.
"hope it's not me, then." "heh. you just called yourself an idiot." "shut your trap."
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