✔️ 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙡 | 𝙠. 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙜𝙤

: 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩

IT HAD TAKEN A WEEK of secret plotting between kaminari, mina, kirishima, and sero, but they finally got it together. and it was cute as hell.

it was a pretty saturday morning. the leaves were beginning to fall and cover the ground in various colors. kirishima knocked on bakugou's door, eagerly awaiting his best friends answer. and when he did, he was bombarded immediately.

"bakugou! hey! alright, gameplan, i've got an hour to get you in tip top shape and at the park!" the redhead smiled, making his way into bakugou's dorm and rummaging through his uncharacteristically tidy closet.

"what?" bakugou was stunned, slightly amused, but utterly annoyed. "you're getting together with y/n! we're all sick of your longing glances and stuff." kirishima said nonchalantly, his voice muffled from the three shirts he now carried to katsuki's bed.

"huh? i never agreed to that shit!" he snapped, his arms crossed angrily over his chest. kirishima gave him a deadpan look, "but you're not disagreeing, bakubro. come on, put this on." he held out a nice t-shirt and threw him a pair of jeans. and... bakugou took them.

meanwhile...

"Y/N! GET UP GET UP GET UP!" mina didn't bother knocking, no one ever did. the sleepy girl rolled over, wanting nothing more than to concuss the intruder. "get up!" mina jumped on her bed, catching the hand that flew out to slap her, and using it to pull her up.

"why?" she groaned, accepting that she wouldn't be going back to bed. "because, i've got an hour to get you all pretty!" the pink girl beamed, clasping her hands together innocently. y/n rubbed the sleep from her eyes, "but why?" her voice was rough from her not using it for a while.

"because, you're gonna ask out bakugou." this caught y/n by surprise, making her choke on her own saliva. "you— we— what?!" mina laughed at her friends panicked state, ruffling the girls already messy h/c hair before heading into her closet.

though, y/n had no protests. she simply got in the shower, and left mina to her own devices.

fourty five minutes later...

"go go go!" mina pushed the girl forward, despite her desperate attempts to escape. "mina, no! it's gonna be weird!" she protested. "all you have to to is ask him then you can be done, okay?" the pink girl bargained, obviously annoyed with her friends hesitation. "you promise?" y/n was the human version of the big eyes emoji as she looked at mina. ashido nodded, telling her to wait there for bakugou.

mina then abandoned ship, running away to a reasonably distanced tree and attempting to hide behind it. y/n huffed, crossing her arms in a sort of childish pout. it couldn't be that bad, right? all she had to do was ask her best friend to be her boyfriend! that's exactly why it was bad.

katsuki joined her soon after, scowling at three male figures who joined mina at the tree. "sup?" she said awkwardly, uncharacteristically even. "the fuck? sUp." he mocked her, getting her to laugh a little.

"ayo, shawty um so be my bo—" she was cut off abruptly by his hand covering her mouth. "finish that sentence and i'll fucking murder you." he cringed, "why do you have to say it like that?" he added. she shrugged, licking the palm of his hand, to which he pulled his hand back quickly with disgust. he wiped it on his pants, "what the fuck?" he cursed, side eyeing her.

"why the fuck did we even have to come here? it's so dumb. what do they even expect us to do? fucking suck face and blow up with glitter? bullshit. i have other things to do than be in one of their stupid plans to—" she cut him off this time, doing the same as he had to her.

"katsuki! quit your bitching and be my boyfriend." she narrowed her eyes at him, almost as if it were a threat. he stood there, blank faced for a moment. he finally grabbed her wrist, pulling it away from his face. "okay." was his only response, then letting go. he turned on his heel, immediately walking in the oppose direction. she watched him, dumbfounded, until he stopped after a few seconds. "are you coming or not?" he called, turning to look at her.

a smile found its way onto her face as she caught up with him, causing him to start walking again. "so, where are we going?" she asked, glancing over at him. "ramen. i'm fucking starving." he replied, as they stepped off of the grass and onto the sidewalk. she nodded, "good choice." as she took his hand, which, he took back.