But its not like you would want it to. Iida even reprimanded you guys for playing footsie under the table on one of your school trips. Either by hugs or kisses, hand holding or piggy back rides. If you weren’t a PDA type of person before, you are now. She sometimes feels as if you only pity her home dates because she isn’t exactly all that rich to take you out, but you always reassure her that you just love spending time with her. You both will just grab a bunch of blankets and pillows, buy all your favorite snacks, and watch movies or play games together. And now that that’s over, let’s get on with it!
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So I’m back to stay! Feel free to send in anything you want me to write in my inbox. Warnings: none, we fluffy over here my guys.Īuthor’s Note: Hey guys!! I’m back and I know its been a really long time since I last posted and I really do miss you guys. Summary: What would it be like to date UA’s very own gravity hero Ochako? “Just us.” You grin, giving him a kiss to the corner of his mouth before answering. “Look who’s blushing now~” He teases in your voice making you snort and look away rolling your eyes. “How about you tell me more about yourself over dinner?” He grins watching your smile falter, flustered at the close proximity. “Thank you Bakugou~ I didn’t know you felt that way about me~” You tease, poking his puffed cheek, Bakugou quick to catch your wrist and pull you against his. Your lips quirking up into the bright smile he loved so much. “Who the hell are you too tell me? You’re fucking perfect, I’ll be damned if I’m told otherwise.” He confesses, a blush adorning his cheeks.
Your face was a flamed by him saying something so curt and short and you had to stop yourself from embarrassing yourself even further. He couldn’t stop the words leaving his mouth, and you weren’t prepared for it either. “Things like saying that you prefer other races over their own, saying they prefer lighter skinned individuals…” Bakugou felt a tang in his heart watching you mention stupid like that, he couldn’t have that. Asking questions, one after another it was a sight that you had to cherish. ““Colourist?”“ Man you had never saw Bakugou so curious before. That’s why if you say something… questionable you’re not “invited”.” The quirk of his brow indicated for you to elaborate. “Things like saying things like “black issues don’t matter” or colourist things…” “It’s just a regular cookout for family, maybe friends if included. He huffs looking away slightly annoyed. “What’s so damn funny?” “So what’s a “cookout”?” You bust out laughing at his question ticking him off. There are also more than just Jamaica and Barbados as well.” You chuckle at your own little joke that maybe in time he’ll laugh at too. But this is mostly seen in the West Indies or the “Islands”.
“Yes essentially, not every black person is from Africa but countries who share the common similarities. His eyes didn’t know where to stay, whether it be your brightly growing or your perfectly cute lips he wanted to kiss.
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The way the sunlight bounced off your skin creating an amazing glow, your foreign features seemed almost just for him. You stop to think, Bakugou watching your thinking face closely admiring your features. “So is that like a cultural thing? The braids?” Some people prefer natural, some people prefer protective.” He nods his head in understanding. “It can also be that its hard to maintain their hair because not everyone has the same hair type.” He pauses moving his hand from your hair to when pointing to it. “So when it’s not “protective”.?” You watch his brows furrow in confusion. “What’s wrong?” “You can touch it Bakugou,” You assure him, before explaining the much answer to his question. “It’s called protective because I can keep it like this without having to do much with it… It’s hard to explain? It’s easier to maintain as well while having a busy life.” You finish off, nodding in a way to confirm your thoughts. You giggle and let a strand of your thick locks in his hand. “They’re called “protective”, why?” Bakugou asks, the urge to thumb your hair gently between his fingers growing with each growing by the moment. A/n: i had no way to go ab this since many things are norm to me lol.
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