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(Y/n) POV

Saying that my day had been a letdown would be a complete understatement compared to how much of a disappointment it had been. We did absolutely nothing. I knew better than to think that we were about to fight some crazy villain like some sort of Shounen anime, but still, some kind of action would have been cool. All we really did was walk around the streets, doing nothing like idiots. On top of that, the other interns were being a bit..well..too warm and welcoming with me. And the only one I cared about was being colder than an ice burg. Katsuki was avoiding me like the black plegue and I wasn't appreciating it very much. By the end of the day, my heart had completely fallen from my chest into my stomach. I was disheartened. We were fine before, so what went wrong?

I was on my way to my room, which Nagisa had kindly pointed out earlier in the day. I was beginning to really warm up to the young woman.

She reminded me of someone who was important to me. She reminded me of someone I hadn't seen in such a long time.

The brown, wooden door was clearly labeled on the front.

'(l/n)(Y/n)'

I walked in, not even bothering to look at the space. I just plopped myself down on the edge of the bed which was now mine for the next 7 days of my life. I fell on it soon after, defeated.

How the fuck am I so tired? I didn't even do anything today.

I looked over at the digital clock seated on the short nightstand on my left hand side.

'6:55 P.M.'

I remained in my spot, shutting my eyes slowly.

Before I knew it, I had fallen into deep sleep.

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"Mom? Where's dad?" I stared at my mom, holding my favorite stuffed animal.

"H-he's gone, honey." She mumbled, facing away from me. Even so, I could see the wetness running down her cheeks, dripping onto her lap.

"Where did he go?" I asked once again, puzzled. I walked closer, sitting myself down beside her.

"I-I don't know." She mumbled, wiping the tears from her (e/c) eyes. Her brown hair was a mess, put into a low-hanging ponytail.

"Will he come back?" I gripped onto my stuffed toy harder, masking the worry in my heart.

"I-I hope so." Is all she said before melting in my arms

"M-mom? MOM! MOM!"

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My eyes snapped open as I sat up quickly, hyperventilating.

"W-what the hell?"

I put my hand against my cheek, feeling the remains of salty tears clinging onto my skin. I wiped them quickly with my forearm, sniffling a bit.

"God, I'm such a fucking mess." I told myself, thinking out loud.

I made my way to the bathroom, staring at my red face in the mirror. My eyes were slightly red and swollen.

How much had I cried?

I walked toward the shower, switching it on. I stripped and hopped in, letting the wam water kiss my (s/c) skin. I began thinking about the dream I had just had.

"Where did he go."

The words flashed across my mind.

"Will he come back?"

I shut my eyes tightly, trying my hardest to forget the vivid dream that was clouding every single one of my thoughts.

"M- mom? MOM! MOM!"

"FUCK!" I yelled, punching the cement wall with my fist. I stood there quietly, the only sound being the water droplets hitting my body and the tub bellow me. I could feel the tears brimming my eyes.

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I felt a painful sting on my right cheek. I looked down at my hand; the culprit of the decently effortless slap.

"Get your shit together, (Y/n)" I told myself, but even so, the tears came running down like a waterfall, camouflaged my the water escaping the shower head. I smiled slightly to myself, scoffing at my own pitifulness.

The past really does have a way of catching up to me, doesn't it?

After I finished washing myself, I hopped out, wrapping a plush, white towel around my body. I walked back into the room, feeling goosebumps as the cold air surrounded me.

"Tsk, took you long enough."

I heard the familiar deep voice come from behind me.

I turned around slowly, my face red as a strawberry.

"K-katsuki? W-what are you d-doing here?" I question, getting even redder because of my current 'attire'.

Such convenient timing !

"We were gonna, y'know, talk." He looked away, probably noticing what I was wearing.

"I- um- oh- yeah.." I stuttered under my breath. I clenched the hem of my towel, waiting for him to turn around or leave -or something.

"J-just give me a second. C-can you maybe- y'know? Turn around?" I pointed out nervously.

"Uh..sure?" He did as he promised, turning around to face the door.

"Don't peek you fucking weirdo." I scolded.

" WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING WEIRDO!" He retorted, but remained facing the door.

I smiled softly, walking toward my bag.

I quickly changed into an oversized, (f/c) shirt and some comfy, black, pijama shorts.

"You can turn around now."

And so he did, his eyes sweeping my figure quickly, but I noticed anyway.

He walked over to the bed, plopping himself on it. He patted the empty space beside him, signaling me to come over.

As soon as I did, his eyes pierced me like a spear through fresh fish.

"So what the fuck did you wanna' talk about?" He questioned, interrupting the odd silence.

I was dreading the conversation, now regretting my decision of asking him to 'talk'. I took in a deep breath, knowing I wasn't getting out of this situation any time soon.

Here goes.

"I um, us?" I said, more to myself than to him.

"What are we, Katsuki? What am I to you?"

The loaded question seemed to take the blonde aback. He blinked a few times, probably not knowing what to say.

I looked down, playing with my own hands nervously.

"I guess we're together." His voice finally broke the silence. My eyes widened at his response. I, of course, hoped that'd be the answer he gave but you could never be too sure with the explosive boy sitting in front of me.

"Y'know, it's really weird hearing that, at least coming from you." I smiled teasingly.

He growled "WELL DON'T GET FUCKING USED TO IT, YOU FUCKING NERD." His voice boomed through my room.

I instinctively placed my hand over his mouth, faster than I could even admit.

"Shhh! Don't scream. It's night, remember?" I chuckled.

He only stared at me, his eyes full of an expression I

couldn't pin point.

"You're such an idiot, you know that, right?"

Suddenly, but slowly, he leaned down toward me. I was caught off guard as he placed his soft lips on mine. Even so, I kissed back, my eyelids meeting my waterline. He was so warm and soft, I just couldn't help but get closer. I straddled him, knotting my hands and legs around his torso and neck, pulling his body closer to mine. His hands soon placed themselves on my waist, holding it tightly. He bit my bottom lip, demanding entrance, which I happily obliged. Our tongues explored each other, fighting for dominance, which of course, he won. He explored my mouth with detail, our kiss getting sloppier as he did. My cheeks were heated, I could tell just by how hot my body felt under his touch. Our breaths wavered, our lungs begging for oxygen. To my dismay, he separated our lips.

"Does that explain how I feel about you?" He smirked deviously.

I matched his smirk, closing a good amount of distance between us.

"I don't know. Lets try again. Just to make sure."

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