Bakugou POV
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I wipe my mouth from the minty toothpaste as I set down my orange toothbrush. I close the door behind me watching a certain freckled boy fidget with his thumbs on top my bed. He took his soft emerald gaze over to my hard crimson ones. My body stiffened, worried of the topic. I slowly sat myself next to him while scratching the back of my spiky blonde hair.
"Kacchan I..."
I quickly interrupt him, feeling uncomfortable in the scenery. That could be done another time. "Oi, would you feel more comfortable going outside?"
He looks a little surprised but then nodded with a glowing pink, starring back down at his hands. My lips tugged into a small smile as I held his hand out the door. Outside the dorms was a small park area where the gardening club can visit and take care of. In the middle was an enormous water fountain stood a statute of two dancers on the top. Surrounding the following fountain were Sakura cherry trees. There were two benches on each side. This night, the moon shined ever so brightly with stars shimmering around it. It was a considerably stunning scenery.
"This takes me back." I peak around as Sakura flowers fell around us.
"You're talking about when you came in my bedroom a couple weeks back, aren't you?" Deku wondered.
I chuckled as the bittersweet memory came rushing back to me. "What do you think?"
We sat next to each other on the pale white bench as all the could be heard was the rustling of pink flower pedals and streaming flow of water. I glance over to Deku to see him swinging his feet and twirling his curly hair. Where do I even start with him? Heh, me making some sort of lame confession. I'm not even sure whether he'll accept it or not.
"Kacchan...I do...have something to admit." Deku seemed to get more anxious as every word slipped out his mouth. I waited patiently as he continued pursing his gentle lips together.
"I-I"
Here it comes.
"It bothers me." He finally looks at me, eye to eye. Glistening the reflect of beauty around us.
"W-What?" I felt a sudden lump in my throat. It was itching and irritating at me in the depths of it.
"I keep thinking about you...it even feels suffocating at times." These words he told simply rolled off his tongue. It felt as if my own heart was penetrated.
"Deku I..." I place a hand over my face, tipping my head back on the bench while I let out a light chuckle. "Hah, you really are a stupid nerd." I peak through one of my fingers seeing him slightly troubled and concerned. "I'll tell you what."
"Huh, Kacchan?" He questions.
"I'll give you some personal space but it exchange, I still want the responsibility of protecting you. We did make a promise didn't we? We'd never leave each other? Let me do my part." I spat the words out as they were nothing. However, this was something quite painful.
"When we become the world's greatest known dancers, I'll be with you permanently." The words Deku spiked, somehow soothed me. The stupid butterflies in my stomach had a desperate attempt of escape. I felt relief. This just makes me want to work twice as hard as before, believe it or not. My face turned to a flamimg cherry red as the confession finally hit me.
I reach over behind me and picked a fresh florid bloom off the Sakura tree. Gently, I placed the little elegant flower on his little elegant head. It looked as if the pink flower was placed individually in a field of fluffy grass. I kindly push his hair back to softly kiss his forehead.
We became in a deepen gaze. Mind blank in a daze. One thing led to another as the moonlight gap closed between us. The wind increased in strength as strawberry pink cherry blossoms blew radically around us. This weird falling sensation followed by a surging heat built in my stomach and throughout my body. Our lips bind together, pressing, clinging, for one another. We were gripping mutually together indicating how desperate we were. We pulled back in every time we didn't feel a single inch of our bodies engulfed with each other. I could feel his heart pounding pounding a loud thump against my own. Unfortunately, someone had to invent breathing. We separated as a string of saliva being the only thing connecting us. Pleasuring trembles shivered the both of us.
"Hah.. N-now we both...hah...know w-we have something to look forward t-too." He was still breathing pretty heavily from the sudden passionate kiss.
I gripped him in a tight embrace. I'll give him the durable amount of space he wants so I won't be breathing over his shoulder 24/7 but at least let me have this one moment, nerd.
"I look forward to it." I tighten my hug. No more kissing affection from this day forward until we complete what we set out to do. I guess this is what I deserve for being so clingy, heh. My heart still continues to hunger for more, though.
"Hey Kacchan..."
"Hmm?"
"Y-You're suffocating m-me."
I quickly pull away, with both hands in surrender. Deku was slightly startled from my reaction but it soon turned into joyess giggles. God, his laugh has always been adorable, hasn't it? I brush my hand swiftly across his freckled, pink, smooth, cheek. He was delicate as any ballerina would be. I just find it off for him to end up with a rough break dancer as myself. The wind blew harder as the Sakura flower blew gently but swiftly, off his head. To no avail, it blew into the water fountain statue of two dancers. Deku suddenly sprang as I felt a radiating idea come off him.
"Kacchan I need to ask of a favor."
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