✔️ 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙡 | 𝙠. 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙜𝙤

: 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣

the girl was still asleep when he knocked on her door. "come in." she called back, her face buried in her pillow. she heard the door open and rolled onto her back, cracking her eyes open.

"come on, lets go." the angry boy said, looking at the little trinkets she had set on her desk. "fuck, i always forget that you get up before noon on weekends." she sat up and pushed her hair from her face. "okay give me like two minutes." y/n grabbed a random t-shirt and pants from her closet before stepping into the bathroom to change.

(yes i'm giving them bathrooms. bleh)

she shoved her shoes on after she was finished brushing her teeth, holding out a thumbs up to signify that she was ready. "that was longer than two minutes." he muttered, pulling out his phone and typing something before they walked out, shrugging the door behind them.

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"why couldn't you wait until wednesday? i just wanna sleep." she sighed, throwing a bag of veggie straws into the cart, which was being pushed by the annoyed blond. "quit your whining. and because i said so." she didn't have to look at him to know he was glaring at her.

"you sound like my mother." she looked over her shoulder with a small smile. "tch. your mom doesn't say that." he rolled his eyes, shaking his head at her food choices. "you're right. she's be more like y/n your insufferable attitude is showing, now do as i say." she placed a hand on her chest for dramatic effect as she mimicked her mother's formal way of speaking. bakugou snorted lightly, nodding in agreement.