Sweet Caramel Scents (A Bakugou x Male Reader)

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{{A strange feeling}}

It was in the early mornings that you watched the sun rise, as you stood on your cliff sleepily looking at the sun, a strange feeling clouded your thoughtless mind.

A ghost hurriedly got your attention,

"There's a boy at the graveyard! Isn't it closed today?!"

"Hm? Yeah it is... I'll go look."
Your monotone voice carried a bit of curiosity for the first time in a long while.

You looked a bit dejected as you walked through the pathway in the forest that stretched from the cliff to the graveyard. That ghost that alerted you had flown ahead to get a better look at the boy.

As you walked into the graveyard you saw an ash-blonde with crimson eyes looking around.

"Hey."
You stop walking once he placed his gaze on you.

"Graveyard isn't open today. You're startling the ghosts as well."
The bags under your eyes helped you look like you didn't care at all, when really, you care a lot about the ghosts that were buried here. You spent a lot of time with them and got to know them.

"I'm looking for the owner."

"Oh. He isn't here today."

"Then why are you here?"

"I live around this area, and I spend my time with the ghosts that were buried here."

"Oh."

"If you want to talk to the owner you can either come back tomorrow or just tell me what you want to say or ask him."

"I wanted to see if a certain hero was buried here."

"Were you family?"

"No, I interned with him though."

"Oh, so you're from UA?"

"Yeah, so what?"

"Nothing, but I probably know who you're looking for."

"Oh? And who would that be?"
He asked with a cocky smirk.

"Is there a reason that you're smiling in a place of rest?"

"Place of rest?"

"...It's a nicer way of saying 'Graveyard', it's also more respectful."

"Whatever, I'm looking for Best Jeanist."
He looked away, obviously not wanting to admit that he cared.

"Sure, I think he's watching his family but you can pay respects by leaving some flowers. We have a small side shop that sells some over there."
You point towards the gate and across the street where a small and quaint flower shop is currently taking customers.

"How'd you get in anyways?"

"Explosions and sheer anger."

"Haha..."

He smirked again and lifted his hand to where it made a position like it was holding something, suddenly a few sparks emitted from his hand.

"My quirk is Explosion, I sweat a Nitro-glycerin like substance that allows me to make it explode with my hands."

"So if I threw a lighter at you after you sweat a ton then you'll explode?"

"Uh-"
He looked confused and curious.
"That's suicide."

"Not really, it's more like homicide."
And with that I push him out of the gate and gesture for him to go get flowers.

"I need to tend to the ghosts you startled, so go get flowers for Best Jeanist and I'll let you back in once you get back."
You shut the gate and walk back to the group of ghosts that are only visible to you, you explain and calm them down.

As your (H/C) hair moves in the wind a small and soft smile slips onto your face. The ghosts are kind and somewhat comforting.

"Oh, you can smile."

"Great, the cocky bastard is back."
"He's scary."
"You're a hero you dumb butt!"
"He's still scary!"
"I'm with Yashi one this one, he is a lot more powerful than us, the new generation is a crap ton more advanced than we were."
"True, they also have All Might to guide them!"
"Poor little Yagi, all alone~"
"Oh shut your trap, we all know you mentored All Might but there is no need to rub it in their faces."
"R00d."
"Pft-"
"Burn."
"I will go let the 'Cocky Bastard' in now, since he's actually paying respect for a hero that isn't even here right now."
I walk over to the gate and let the Pomeranian in.
"Oh yeah, Best Jeanist is watching his family right now."
"Isn't Crimson Riot out as well?"
"Yeah, Crimson is out, I wonder what he's up too."

"I'm guessing you're talking to the ghosts?"

"Yeah, just don't mind me."
I walk toward the small shed to get some gardening tools.

"Should we trust that explody kid?"
"We don't even know his name."

"Hey, The ghosts want to know your name."

"Bakugou Katsuki."

"Oh! The UA sports festival number 1, I was watching with the boss when the TV was playing. He's really good!"
"Huh, I guess he could be trusted, I mean, he did say he was gonna win. And he held that up."
"Yup!"
"Where is Shima by the way?"
"She's looking after her family, I honestly have no idea why she would even after they way they treated her."
"Hey can I go look around town?"
"Sure, you don't even have to ask, just let me know."
"'Kay"
"Cya."

I continue to tend to the flowers that were planted around the edge of the graveyard property, I clean the gravestones and just do my normal routine of making sure everything is perfect.

Bakugou is still sticking around by the time I'm finished.

"It's late, you should go home."

"Shouldn't you go home too? What about your parents?"

"What about your school? What about your parents? Why are you even here when the graveyard is closed?"

"God, all I asked you was if your parents might be concerned.."

"My parents are dead."

"Oh..."