𝘽𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙆𝙞𝙧𝙞 : 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨 / 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨

(1) Ice cream date..?

KIRISHIMA'S POV

UGHHHH!! I'm bored. If that wasn't already obvious. And I want to do something with Bakugou but... Recently, I've been feeling... More..? I feel more feelings than I know I should. I already know I like him! But...

I can't.

There's no way he's gay and even if he was --- NOT SAYING THAT HE IS --- he for sure doesn't like someone like me.

Who could right?

I mean, my hair is absolute shit. I feel like my teeth are way too sharp. My eyes are too wide, and not in a cute way like Deku's or Tsu's. And I feel like I still look boring... Unnoticeable... Even if I dyed my hair. It feels like it's too bright. Like it looks wrong on me, y'know? Or how no matter what I do, I'll always have this STUPID "baby face" as Mina once put it.

Then there's my personality...

I'm stupid as hell, for one. I also know for a fact that people find my obsessing over manliness annoying. But even if I wasn't obsessive over that, I'd still be annoying. I can be overbearing. People say I'm sweet but what if they mean it differently.. as if to say I'm TOO sweet. Can I even be a hero if I'm "too" sweet..?

I don't think so.

I'm also a coward. I'm sure you know that. I mean seriously! How can someone be so into manliness but can be SUCH a coward?!

Bakugo's not a coward... He's far from it...

He's the manliest person I know...

B-BUT T-THAT N-NOT I-MP-PORT-TANT!!!-

My point is... I'm just so unlikable. I don't deserve somebody like Bakugou. Katsuki Bakugou...

Oh, how I can only dream of one day calling him that...

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

I jump up from my bed. Shit.

"C-Coming!" I say, my voice cracked and sounded hoarse. "J-Just uh... Wait a moment!!"

I rush into the bathroom and look into the mirror.

I knew it.

I had been crying.

I wipe my tear-stained cheeks and that's when all of my senses come to me.

I'm sweating a lot. How am I supposed to explain that? I think for a sec.

Working out!

I can say I was working out. I run my hand through my hair. God, I feel so anxious.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

"HOW THE FUCK LONG IS A MOMENT!?!?!" I hear a gruff voice shout from the opposite side of the door.

Bakugo. Shit.

He may seem like he doesn't care but there are times where he can see right through me. Sometimes I love it because it shows that he cares. But right now, I'm not in the mood.

"J-Just one s-second!" I manage to stutter out.

My heart's beating and my palms are even sweatier. I grab a hand towel and wipe my forehead. I realize I'm panting. God, the things this man does to me...

I swing the towel over my shoulders and stumble my way over to the door and reluctantly open it to see the hottest guy to ever exist.

"Take a damn picture, it'll last fucking longer." He says, teasing in his seducing, calm, gruff voice. I snap out of my trance and now realize I had been staring. I feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment.