Your face was consumed by a firetruck red blush, your heart pounding in your ears.

'I think I'm gonna die. This is it. My death is inevitable.'

"Like, uh, friend-like or love-like?" You said awkwardly, although you already knew the answer. You needed clarification. Bakugo growled in frustration, flicking your forehead.

"I already told you I don't fucking like the word 'friends'. Of course I fucking like you in a romantic way."

"But, uh, since when exactly?"

"Since we first fucking met, idiot. And I know you feel the fucking same."

You coughed, heart basically exploding. "U-um, yeah. Can't lie about that."

You and Bakugo stood in silence awkwardly, his large, warm hands still covering your shoulders.

"So, uh, what now?"

"Well, dumbass, what do you think happens when two people like each other?" Bakugo sighed, taking his hands off of your shoulders to shove them in his pockets.

"They-they fuck?"

Bakugo turned red, gritting his teeth. "Yes, you idiot, but that's not what I'm trying to get at! They date!"

You blushed in embarrassment, fiddling with your tie. "Oh."

"What do you mean, 'oh', are you gonna date me or not?"

"W-well, what do you think?!" You exclaimed, almost ripping off your tie from nervousness. "Yes, you stupid twat!"

"Alright then, fine!" Bakugo shouted, cheeks flushed.

"Fine!" You shouted back, face now brick red.

Again, there was silence, and you two stared at each other intensely. You cleared your throat, attempting to mask your nervousness and embarrassment.

"I am going to hug you."

"Fine."

You walked cautiously towards him, slowly outstretching your arms. Bakugo groaned in frustration for the millionth time, stomping towards you and embracing you.

"You take too damn long, Frankenshit." Bakugo murmured, although there was another meaning behind it. You laughed, relaxing, and hugged him back, feeling safe and warm in his embrace. Just like when you first met him in real life.

"Yeah, I know."

Bakugo squeezed you tightly, gently swaying back and forth with you. You sighed contently, nuzzling your face into his chest.

"This is pretty nice."

"Yeah." Bakugo mumbled, pulling away from you to gaze into your eyes. He grabbed your hands, rubbing circles into them with his thumbs. "It is."

"Bakubro! Y/N! What're you two doing out here, bros?" Kirishima exclaimed, making you both jump. You whirled around, eyes wide.

"U-uh-"

"We're having a moment, Shitty Hair, fuck off." Bakugo snapped, wrapping an arm around your waist. You blushed, attempting to cover your face with your hair. Kirishima's mouth formed an O, and his eyes widened.

"Gotcha, gotcha. Um, have fun?"

And with that, he left, and now it was just you and Bakugo once again.

"Why did you say that?" You whispered, staring up at the ash-blonde. Bakugo looked down at you, lips curving into a sly smile.

"Because it was true. We were having a moment. And now we're gonna have another one."

"Uhhhh...like—like a wholesome moment or a non-wholesome moment?"

Bakugo chuckled, gazing at you passionately. "Well, what do you want it to be?"

You coughed, staring down at the ground. "I don't know, what do you want it to be?"

Bakugo leaned close to you, his warm breath fanning over your face. "Whatever you want me to do, baby, say it and I'll do it."

'I'm gonna scream what the fuck. This is hot. But it's also cute. What the FUCK. Katsuki, I fucking love-hate you.'

The bell rang and you jumped, the top of your head slamming into Bakugo's nose.

"Ow, shit!" He hissed, clutching his nose. Your eyes widened and you gasped, leaning towards him and tilting your head to see the damage.

"Holy shit, are you okay-"

Suddenly Bakugo leaned down, uncovering his nose and kissing you softly. Your eyes widened and you made a noise, kissing him back. He pulled away, chuckling.

"I'm fine, dumbass. I'm a better actor than you."

You scowled, face flaming red.

"Shut up, Katsuki, I'll bite you."

"Alright, then bite me."

"Fuck you."

"Fuck me."

"Asshole."

"I love you." Bakugo laughed, and you giggled, giving him one last kiss.

"I love you too, Katsuki."