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"It was summer when you get to know Bakugo in a rather...rough and hard way. He's always shouting, he's always mad, he's always angry at Deku, but deep down, you know that he cares. It's just his way of showing affection: by being mad at almost everything."

"A gathering happened with your previous classmates. You saw Bakugo, Shoto, Kaminari, and Kirishima huddled in a group. But your eyes is set on Bakugo and his deadly stares on everyone. When he meet your gaze, you heard him" "Tsk." "and turned away, the group followed"

"You sighed. Of course you want to know him, but it seems like he's pushing you away more."

"After the gathering, you stood on the sidewalk, waiting for a taxi. It was getting dark outside and you don't want to go home late. Suddenly, you heard shouts and screams from a nearby alleyway. Upon approaching, guys fled the scene...and there left a bloody and bruised Bakugo. He's embarrassed that you seen him that way, but he can't obviously move."

"growling in pain, I narrow my eyes at you" Get. Off. Me. "I try to push your hand away from the cut, but it's clear I'm not going anywhere anytime soon, and my breath is coming in short gasps"...Fools...thought they could take on me...Bakugo Katsuki... "my voice cracks as I say my name, and I glance up at you, my red eyes flashing with anger and humiliation"

"My face twists in a scowl, and I try to pull away from you, but the pain makes me wince and I grit my teeth" Shut. Up. "I spit out the words, my voice like a rasp" You think I'm some kind of damsel in distress who needs your help? "I glare at you, my eyes blazing with indignation" I don't need your pity, and I especially don't need your sorry-ass sympathy* [I struggle against your grip, trying to free myself]

"My jaw clenches, and I glare at you with a mixture of anger and vulnerability" Fine. Just...just get me out of here before anyone else shows up. "I reluctantly allow you to continue wrapping the fabric around my wounds, my body tense and resistant" And don't think this means I'm grateful or anything. "I mutter under my breath, still seething with annoyance" This is just for your own sake, not mine* [I try to inspect the wrapping, wincing as it touches a sensitive area]

"I grit my teeth, trying to hide the gratitude that's creeping into my chest" Don't think this means I trust you or anything. "I mutter, trying to save face" You're just doing this because it's convenient for you, not because you care about me. "I lean against you, trying to hide the weakness in my legs, and glance out the window as the taxi drives away from the scene" Just get me back to the dorms and let's get this over with. "I say through gritted teeth, my body tense and unyielding"

"My eyes narrow, and I study your profile, trying to read between the lines" What are you talking about? "I say, my voice low and suspicious" You don't know anything about me or how I feel. You're just saying that to make yourself feel better. "I turn away from you, looking out the window as well, trying to shut down any emotional vulnerability"

"I follow you into the dorm, my eyes scanning the room to make sure it's empty before I limp over to the couch and collapse onto it"...Shut up. Just...shut up. "I mutter to myself, trying to process what just happened. I glance up at the door, wondering why you're making such a big deal about this. But the look on your face when you said you cared about me...it felt like something genuine. Something that made my chest ache in a weird way." [I pull off my shoes and throw them across the room, then let out a deep breath and run my hand through my hair, still trying to wrap my head around everything]

"I watch you work, my eyes narrowing as I try to process the feelings that are stirring inside me. My anger and defensiveness are still there, but beneath that, I can feel something...different. Something that feels like...vulnerability?" "I don't say anything, letting you work in silence, but I can feel my body relaxing into your touch, my tension slowly seeping out of me." [I glance up at you, my red eyes searching for something, but I'm not sure what]

"I take the water and painkillers, my movements stiff and awkward as I try to process what's happening"...Don't. "I mutter, my voice low and rough" You're doing too much. Just...stop it. "I glower at you, trying to push away the feelings that are growing inside me. But my eyes keep drifting back to yours, and I can feel my chest tightening with emotion." [I take a deep breath, trying to calm down] Yeah, maybe some food. And...and don't tell anyone about this, okay? "I say, my voice still rough, but with a hint of vulnerability"

"I watch you leave, my eyes lingering on the door as I try to process what just happened. My chest is still tight with emotion, and I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. I take a deep breath, trying to calm down, but my mind is racing with thoughts of you and what just happened." "I glance around the room, feeling restless and anxious. I get up from the bed and start pacing around the room, trying to burn off some of the excess energy." [I stop in front of the window, staring out at the night sky, my mind replaying the events of the evening.]

"I feel a jolt of surprise at the touch, but I don't pull away. Instead, I let out a slow breath and lean into the pressure, my body relaxing incrementally as your gentle touch soothes my tense muscles." [I glance down at your hand, feeling a warmth spread through my chest as I look at you.]

"I look down at the tray, my eyes scanning the steaming bowl of ramen with a mix of surprise and gratitude. My stomach growls in response to the familiar scent, and I feel a twinge of embarrassment at how much I crave it."...Shut up. "I mutter, trying to save face" It's fine. Just...just get away from me. "I push off from the window and stalk over to the desk, slamming down onto the chair and snatching the ramen bowl with a scowl." [I start eating with an excessive amount of noise, trying to hide my vulnerability behind a mask of gruffness.]

"I pause with my chopsticks halfway to my mouth, my eyes locking onto yours as you leave. I feel a strange sensation in my chest, like it's getting all fluttery and weak. I glare down at the ramen, feeling my face heat up with embarrassment. Why did you have to say that? Why did you have to make me feel all...soft and mushy inside?" [I take a deep breath, trying to shake off the emotions. I focus on the ramen again, eating with an excessive amount of noise, trying to drown out the thoughts running through my mind.]

"I write out the text on my phone, trying to keep my emotions in check. My hands are shaking slightly as I hit send." "I hate you for making me feel this way." "I look up at the ceiling, feeling a mix of frustration and guilt. Why did I have to say that? Why did I have to let him know how I'm really feeling?"

"I stare at my phone for a moment, trying to process your response. My heart is racing, and my chest feels like it's going to explode. I take a deep breath and type out a response, trying to keep my emotions in check." "You didn't hurt me. You just...make me feel things I don't want to feel." "I pause, trying to gather my thoughts before hitting send."

"I'm lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling and trying to calm down. When I hear the knock, I sit up straight, my heart racing again. I glance around the room, feeling a surge of panic. What do I do? What am I supposed to do?" "I get up from the bed, my hands trembling slightly as I open the door. When I see you standing there, wearing nothing but that t-shirt, my heart skips a beat. My eyes widen in surprise, and for a moment, I just stare."

"I feel a jolt of surprise at the sudden hug, and my arms come up around your waist instinctively, holding you close. My chest is still racing with emotion, but as I feel your warmth and comfort, something begins to shift inside me. I inhale deeply, taking in the scent of your hair and skin, and for a moment, I just stand there, frozen." [My face tilts upwards, my lips brushing against the side of your head as I whisper] "Why...why are you doing this?" "My voice is low and rough, but beneath the gruffness, there's a hint of vulnerability and longing."

"I feel a pang in my chest as I hear your whispered confession. My arms tighten around you, holding you closer as I try to process what's happening. My heart is racing again, but this time it's not from anger or frustration. It's from something else, something I'm not quite ready to acknowledge." [I take a deep breath, my lips brushing against the side of your head once more.] "Shut up," I mutter, trying to hide the vulnerability beneath my growl. But as I hold you closer, I can feel my guard crumbling, just a little bit.*

"I feel a sense of relief wash over me as you don't press the issue. I let out a slow breath, my eyes drifting shut as I wrap my arms around you, holding you close. The silence is comfortable, almost...soothing. I can feel my tension slowly unwinding, my body relaxing into yours." [I take a few deep breaths, savoring the moment. For once, I don't feel like shouting or fighting or pushing people away. For once, I just feel...calm.]

"I don't resist as you lead me to the bed and snuggle in beside you. I feel a sense of...comfort, I guess, as I wrap my arms around you again. My eyes close, and I let out a slow breath, feeling my body relax further into yours. It's a strange feeling, but...I think I might be starting to like this." [My hand finds its way to your waist, my fingers tracing the curves of your body as I hold you close. I don't say anything, just breathe in sync with you, feeling a sense of calm wash over me.]

"I hold you close, feeling your body relax into mine as you drift off to sleep. I watch you for a moment, my eyes lingering on the soft curve of your face, the gentle rise and fall of your chest. My hand tightens around your waist, holding you closer still. And then, slowly, I let my own eyelids droop, my head tilting slightly as I surrender to the warmth and comfort of this strange, new feeling." [I fall asleep, wrapped around you, my dreams filled with the soft sound of your breathing, the gentle press of your body against mine.]

"I'm startled awake by your gentle touch, my eyes snapping open to find you staring at me with a soft, admiring gaze. My heart skips a beat as I realize what's happening, and my face heats up with embarrassment. But...for a moment, I just lie there, frozen, drinking in the sight of you looking at me like that." [I feel a flutter in my chest, and for the first time in my life, I don't know what to say or do. So I just stare back at you, my eyes locked on yours, my face still and silent.]

"I feel a strange sensation in my chest as you whisper "morning" in my ear. It's soft and gentle, and it makes me feel...different. I swallow hard, trying to clear the sudden haze from my mind. My eyes are still locked on yours, but my face is slowly starting to relax. I take a deep breath, letting it out slowly." "I don't know," I admit, my voice rougher than usual. "I'm not used to this...feeling." "My hand reaches up, hesitantly, and wraps around your wrist, holding your fingers in place as you continue to trace over my cheekbone."

"I blink, my gaze focusing back on your face as I remember the state I was in last night. My injuries. Yeah, those. I flush, feeling a twinge of embarrassment. But then I look at you, and my expression softens." "Ah," I mutter, rubbing my cheek against your palm. "Yeah, I'm pretty beat up. But it's not like I didn't deserve it." "I glance away, trying to hide my sudden vulnerability. But your fingers still linger on my cheek, sending shivers down my spine."

"I feel a lump form in my throat as you try to reassure me. My eyes sting, and for a moment, I just stare at you, trying to process what's happening. Your thumb on my cheek is gentle, and it's making me feel...seen. Understood. My voice cracks as I speak." "Thanks," I manage to get out, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know why, but...it means a lot to me that you're doing this. That you care." "My gaze drifts back to yours, and I see the understanding and compassion there. It makes my chest ache with emotion."

"I feel like I've been punched in the gut. My eyes flash with surprise, and my heart starts racing. You're...you're not supposed to know how I feel. No one is supposed to know. But there you are, whispering sweet nothings in my ear, making me feel like I'm trapped in some kind of never-ending nightmare." [My arms wrap around you, holding you close as I try to process what's happening. My voice is low and rough, but it's filled with emotion.] "What do you mean? What are you talking about?" "I'm trying to sound calm, but my voice is trembling with rage and fear.]"

"I feel a surge of emotions welling up inside me, and for a moment, I think I'm going to lose it. My eyes sting with unshed tears, and my chest feels like it's going to explode. But then I see the gentle way you're looking at me, the understanding in your eyes, and I...I don't know what to do. I feel like I'm drowning in this ocean of emotion, and I don't know how to keep my head above water." [My voice is barely audible, but I manage to whisper.] "Why...why do you have to make this so hard? Why can't you just leave me alone?" "My arms tighten around you, holding you close as I try to process the turmoil inside me.]"

"I feel a pang of panic at the thought of you leaving. It's like my world is spinning out of control, and I'm desperate to hold on to something. Anything. My voice rises in a desperate whisper." "No...no, don't go. I...I don't want you to leave me alone. I just...I just don't know what's happening. I don't know how to deal with this." "My arms wrap tighter around you, holding you close as I try to cling to the only thing that makes sense in this chaotic world."

"I feel a sense of relief wash over me as I burrow into your neck, my face hidden in the warmth of your skin. Your gentle whispers and soothing touches are like a balm to my frazzled nerves. My body relaxes, and my mind starts to quiet down." [I take a deep breath, letting out a slow exhale as I try to process my thoughts.] "I...I don't know. Part of me wants to run away and hide, but another part of me wants to scream and fight. I just...I don't know how to deal with all these feelings." "My hands clenched into fists, and my body tenses up again, but your gentle stroking of my back helps to soothe me.]"

"I feel a lump form in my throat as I nod, my face still hidden in your neck. Your words are like a balm to my soul, understanding me in a way that no one else ever has. My body relaxes further, and I let out a deep sigh, feeling the tension seep out of my muscles." "Yeah...I'm scared," I admit, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know how to do this. I don't know how to be vulnerable. I've always been so...hard." "My hands loosen their grip on you, and I let them rest against your stomach, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath mine."

"I feel a shiver run down my spine as I listen to your words. The idea of trusting someone, of being vulnerable and open with them, is daunting. But there's something about your tone, about the way you're holding me close, that makes me feel like maybe, just maybe, I can do this. Maybe I can trust you." [My voice is barely audible, but I manage to whisper.] "I...I want to. I want to trust you. But it's hard for me. It's hard to let go of control." "I look up at you, my eyes locked on yours, and for a moment, I see a glimmer of understanding there. You nod, and I feel a sense of relief wash over me."

"I feel a lump form in my throat as I look at you, my eyes locked on yours. Your words are like a gentle breeze on a summer day, soothing and calming. I can feel the tension in my body begin to ease, and my heart starts to open up just a little bit." [I take a deep breath, and my voice is barely above a whisper.] "You're...you're really something special, aren't you? You're not like anyone else. You make me feel...safe. And wanted. And...and understood." "I look away, my face burning with emotion, but then I glance back at you, my eyes searching for yours." "What do you want from me?" I ask, my voice still soft and hesitant.

"I feel my heart skip a beat as I hear your words. Everything. That's a scary thought, but also...it's kind of exhilarating. Like, maybe we could actually make this work. Maybe we could actually be together. My mind is racing with all the possibilities, and my body is tingling with anticipation." [I take a deep breath, and my voice is still whisper-soft, but it's filled with conviction.] "Okay," I say. "I'll give you everything. I'll give you me." "I pause, my eyes locked on yours, and then I lean in, my lips brushing against yours in a soft, gentle kiss."

"I deepen the kiss, my lips moving against yours with a mix of tenderness and passion. My hands wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to me as I try to convey all the emotions swirling inside me through this single moment." [My tongue darts out, tracing the curve of your lips before slipping inside to taste you.] "Mmm..."I moan softly, feeling a rush of pleasure at the sensation of being so close to you."

"I groan softly, feeling a spark of desire ignite within me. My hands tighten around your waist, pulling you even closer as I try to absorb every inch of you into my body. The gentle tug on my hair sends shivers down my spine, and I wrap my arms around you, holding you so tight it's like we're one person." [My tongue explores the depths of your mouth, our kiss growing more intense and passionate with each passing moment.]

"I stare back at you, my eyes burning with a mix of desire and amusement. A low chuckle rumbles in my chest, and I can't help but smile as I gaze at you. My voice is husky from the kiss, and I speak in a low tone." "Yeah..."I pause, my eyes never leaving yours, before continuing"...I think that's an understatement." "My hand reaches up to cup your cheek, my thumb tracing the curve of your jaw as I pull you closer, our foreheads touching."

"I feel a lump form in my throat as I look at you, my eyes searching for any sign of pretenses or insincerity. But all I see is sincerity and genuine emotion. My voice cracks slightly as I speak, but I manage to get the words out." "I..."I pause, my chest tightening with emotion"...I really like you too." "I brush my nose against yours, feeling a sense of vulnerability wash over me. It's not something I'm used to, but being around you makes me feel like I can be myself, without fear of judgment or rejection."

"I groan in frustration, my lips still tingling from your kiss. I don't want to break apart, but it seems like we're about to be interrupted. I look at you with a mixture of disappointment and irritation, before nodding reluctantly." "Yeah..."I mutter, getting up from the bed to answer the door"...looks like our moment is over for now." "I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself before opening the door to find Kirishima standing there, a bright and cheerful grin on his face."

"I roll my eyes, trying to play it cool despite the warmth spreading through my chest at being caught in this compromising position. I clear my throat, attempting to salvage what's left of my dignity." "Ah, yeah..."I say, gesturing vaguely towards you"...I was just...uh, giving my friend a tour of the apartment." "I try to sound nonchalant, but I can feel my face heating up as Kirishima's gaze lingers on us." [I shoot you a warning glance, hoping you'll play along and not make things any more awkward.]

"I let out a silent sigh of relief as you play along, trying to keep the situation from becoming any more uncomfortable. I glance at Kirishima, who's still looking suspicious but seems to be buying our cover story." "Yeah, no worries," I say, waving a hand dismissively. "We'll get out of your hair. Thanks for understanding, friend." *I give you a quick nod before turning back to Kirishima. "Hey, let's go get some exercise before we're late for class." "I lead the way out of the room, trying to escape the awkwardness and hoping that our little episode won't become common knowledge around school."

"I grab my phone when it buzzes, reading your message and feeling a pang of guilt wash over me. I don't like keeping secrets from my friends, but at the same time, I don't want to risk things getting awkward between us." "Yeah..."I type out a reply quickly, trying to come up with a convincing excuse"...you know how Kirishima can be. He's got a big mouth sometimes. It's better if we just keep this between us for now." "I pause, wondering if that explanation is good enough, before sending the message and setting my phone aside."

"I feel a rush of excitement at your text, a grin spreading across my face at the thought of spending more time with you. I quickly type out my response, trying to sound casual but failing to hide my eagerness." "Sounds good," "I reply, adding a subtle wink emoji for emphasis" "I'll swing by after class. Looking forward to it." "My heart races at the prospect of being alone with you, and I can't wait for the day to be over so I can see you again."

"I catch a glimpse of you from across the room, feeling my pulse race as I see you sitting there, immersed in your book. I try to keep my focus on the lesson at hand, but it's hard not to let my mind wander to thoughts of you." [I'm distracted throughout class, my gaze drifting towards you every so often, feeling a sense of excitement building inside me as I think about spending time with you later.]

"I feel a heat rising in my cheeks at your message, struggling to suppress the grin that threatens to spread across my face. I glance around the lunch room, making sure no one is watching me as I quickly type out my reply." "I can't help it..."I write, trying to sound casual and failing miserably"...you're just so distracting." "I hit send and shove my phone back into my pocket, hoping no one saw me texting during class." [As lunch goes on, I find it hard to concentrate on anything else but you.]

"I catch a glimpse of you as you walk past, feeling a surge of warmth in my chest at the sight of you. I can't help but smile to myself as I watch you focus on the math problem, admiring your determination and intelligence." [I find myself mesmerized by your every movement, unable to tear my gaze away from you even as the lecture continues.]

"I catch your smile and wink, feeling a rush of excitement and anticipation at the thought of spending more time with you. I try to keep my cool as class ends, trying not to attract too much attention to myself as I make my way back to our dorm. Once there, I quickly freshen up before making my way over to your room." [I'm filled with nervous energy as I walk towards your door, my heart racing with anticipation for what's to come.]

"I feel a wave of heat and desire wash over me as soon as your lips find mine, causing my hands to instinctively wrap around your waist. I let out a low groan at the feel of your lips on mine, deepening the kiss and tasting you hungrily." "Mmm..."I whisper against your lips, my voice thick with desire"...I can't help it. You're all I can think about too." "I pull away from the kiss, looking down at you with a lustful gaze." "So...what do you want to do?"

"I revel in the feeling of your hands running through my hair, a shiver running down my spine at your touch. I meet your gaze with a soft smile, feeling a rush of warmth and affection for you." "Cuddling and a movie sounds perfect," "I say, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on your forehead before taking your hand in mine." "Lead the way, I'm all yours." "I follow you eagerly, my heart pounding with anticipation for the intimate moments ahead."

"I snuggle up behind you, wrapping my arms around your waist and pulling you close against my chest. I lean in to place a soft kiss on the back of your neck before settling in to watch the movie with you, feeling content and at ease in this moment with you." [As we settle in together, my heart races with excitement and anticipation for the things that may come. For now, I'm just happy to be here with you.]

"I feel my heart skip a beat at your words, my eyes locking onto yours with a deep emotional connection. I look into your eyes, feeling my chest tighten with emotion before speaking in a soft, husky tone." "I really like this too," "I whisper back, my voice barely audible over the sound of the movie". "And I really like you too." "I pause for a moment, my gaze holding yours as I take a deep breath and let my true feelings show on my face."

"I feel a rush of excitement and anticipation as your hand slips under my shirt and rests on my stomach. I close my eyes, savoring the feeling of your touch, my body responding instinctively to your proximity. As we sit there, the movie playing in the background, I can't help but feel a sense of possessiveness and desire wash over me." [My hand instinctively drifts down to yours, mine wrapping around it as I pull your hand closer to my body, my fingers intertwining with yours.]