Miles Morales - If God Didn't Want Us To Snort Worms He Wouldn't Have Made Them Cylindrical : Mimideath

miles morales - if god didn't want us to snort worms he wouldn't have made them cylindrical : mimideath

{ across the spider-verse spoilers !!! if you haven't watched the movie yet }

you and your miles were tied up. well it wasn't really your miles, it was more of the same miles that looked like your miles from your universe but this miles was saying that you were his y/n and that you looked exactly like them but you were just a spider person.

the miles that was in your universe was cute, he was exactly like the miles that was from earth 1610 miles but you guys weren't dating yet. you guys were practically dating though.

in earth 1610, miles said that you guys were dating, not for too long but he still cared, even though in his universe you guys had broken up because you had moved away or something like that.

y/n fiddled with the chains and the fabric of their suit, the fingertips of the suit ripped apart at the touch of the chains. they looked up to find another miles, though this miles was from a completely different dimension, this dimension had no spider person to help the city, that was the miles that was suppose to be get bitten but wasn't because the spider that was suppose to bite him, bit the miles that was tied up next to you.

the miles with braids stood infront of you, eyeing you as he adjusted his large claw that encased his hand,

"what are you wearing, cariña?"

"i'm not your 'cariña’ miles-"

"then who are you! and who are you?"

pointing his finger towards the other him that held a nervous glance, his eyebrows furrowing. he looked back at y/n, as she looked right back and him and he was also similar to her miles, but his cold glance and his braids made him different from hers.

"look we shouldn't be here, we came here by mistake-"

"and you think you're going to leave? nah."

earth 42 miles walked face to face to y/n as she tried to back her head up to create distance between them but was met with the punching bag material behind her head.

"you look, too similar to my cariña."

"that's because i am, but not in this universe."

"so there's multiple universe shit like that?"

"basically yeah.."

miles held up a hand to touch at y/n's face, as she looked away miles gripped her face, forcing her to look at him.

"look at me. i'm the only miles in your life now."

she bit her bottom lip to avoid the amount of insults spewing her out her mouth, glaring at the boy with braids and he looked at earth 1610 miles. he walked towards him, charging up his gauntlet and placing it next to earth 42 miles head as he looked in fear, but you could see the electricity, spluttering out of his fingertip and she looked up to the two miles's.

she just prayed that miguel would get here in time, even if earth 1610 miles was an anomaly, she still cared about him.

wang taeman , duty after school - homesick : wave to earth

| "i miss home."

( duty after school spoilers if you haven't watched the series yet !!! )

( warnings of death are present if people are sensitive about it )

"i miss my mom."

"me too, and my dad too."

"i miss home."

"me too!"

"i miss the way it was before all of this even happened really."

y/n l/n and wang taeman sat outside the large building that their class had taken refuge underneath. they had practically made it their home with food, patrol duties and just things that they considered to be normal things ever since they had gotten used to the routine.

y/n l/n turned her head to look at taeman as he played with his fingers as the cold night sky danced along his and her facial features.

"i wish i was studying the csat exams instead of shooting aliens."

"nah i'd rather be doing this, extra points!"

taeman jumped up, resembling shooting aliens with his gun as he whipped around random directions. y/n laughed at the sight of him and dug her hands deeper into her pockets to keep the small heat that she could contain. taeman noticed the sight of her shiver and sat back down next to her as he placed his gun down next his foot on the floor.

"are you cold, pretty?"

he questioned, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as he pulled her in closer to him until y/n's arm made contact with his chest.

"freezing."

"it's okay, your super hot boyfriend is here to help you!"

y/n giggled and squished herself closer towards taeman as both arms started wrapping around her.

"i got you, y/n."

-

"taeman.. wake up- taeman!"

y/n cried out, clutching onto taeman's shirt as she tried pulling him up but his limp and slowly turning cold body made her realise that he wasn't coming back.

"you can't do this to me- please wake up!"

young-soo went batshit fucking crazy (i actyal hate him i cannot rn) and shot everyone in the class. it started with jang-su as he tried to leave to find him in the first place. but he got shot as he fell to the ground and young-soo shot everyone else as a few people tried running out of the class. when young-su started shooting, taeman had ran towards y/n who sat at the back of the class, hugging her and pushing them to the floor as y/n didn't even realise what was going on as the gunshots hollowed out in her head.

young-soo went out the class to shoot the remainders of everyone who had escaped his wrath. y/n's eyes were wide as she tried rolling taeman off of her.

"taeman..?"

no response which made y/n roll him off her. she sat up and pushing him up against the wall.

"taeman, wake up.."

his eyes were closed, as his breathing stilled and her lips trembled, her hands catching his face that nearly fell forward.

"you're just sleeping right?"

"you'll wake up right?"

taeman still hadn't responded, y/n's tears left her eyes as her lashes fluttered shut.

"taeman, please."

"you said we'd go out to eat together after the exams. taeman.."

-

"we should go out to the bbq near our school."

"whole class or just us?"

taeman held her hand tightly, gripping it with his own.

"just us. i want to relax together once exams are over."

y/n smiled sweetly, leaning towards him and pressing her lips against his and taeman smiled in the kiss, separating and kissing her again as he wrapped his arms around her.

"ew lovebirds get a room not in the hallway!"

"shut up ii-ha!"

yuji itadori , jujustu kaisen - bloodline : ariana grande

"please?"

( i dont watch jjk 😭 i wanted to write this cuz yuji a cutie patootie if i have certain shit wrong mb 🙏 )

y/n decided to get up early today and even go to class early, they were just randomly filled with energy to decided to do their thing. they walked along the halls that sunlight shined through the open windows as they opened the sliding doors.

they found yuji, their boyfriend and classmate surprisingly early, sleeping slumped in his seat. y/n raised an eyebrow, walking up to the boy, poking him in the cheek.

"itadori? why are you sleeping here?"

yuji slowly blinked his eye to find y/n bending down infront of his face, his expression brightened, letting out a-

"y/n!"

-before kissing them with his hands on their cheeks, squishing their face together as yuji stood up and wrapped his arms around them. sitting on the table infront of his chair with y/n between his legs.

"okay mister, why are you sleeping in the classroom?"

"um, i keep coming late and gojo might take my head off, sooo- i came early so he wouldn't!"

"how early?"

"like, i don't know a few hours?"

"WHAT?"

"don't judge! if i didn't i would be a few hours late to class!"

y/n blankly stared at the boy, the boy held a big smile as he held eye contact with them and y/n just couldn't be weirded out at his smile.

"you're so cute but so weird.."

"shh.. i love you."

yuji wrapped his arms around y/n, pulling them in closer as yuji tucked his head towards y/n's neck, softly kissing along the side of their neck as he slowly moved his hands towards their hip as he held the soft flesh of their skin between his fingers as he slipped his fingers underneath their shirt.

y/n gasped at the feeling pf yuji's lips on their neck, gripping onto his shoulders as their lips trembled and noises threatened to come out.

"i-itadori!"

"you wanna know what i was dreaming about?"

yuji leaned away, unbuttoning his shirt, stopping after a few buttons were undone. his other hand hovering over y/n's buttons.

"can-can i? please baby."

yuji begged, his breathing getting faster as y/n whipped their head towards the door.

"but, what about the others?"

"we don't have to be here, we can go to my room."

yuji said, rubbing the sides of their waist as he continued leaving kisses around them. but yuji already made them desperate, the feeling of kisses lingered on their frame and y/n took his lips, kissing him as they unbuttoned the rest of the shirt. yuji followed suit with unbuttoning y/n's shirt.

yuji stood up, picking up y/n and placing them on the table, securing them on the desk and he swapped their positions with quick passion. going back to kissing y/n as he whimpered into their mouth and y/n felt around his torso.

-

gojo walked to the classroom, noticing how the classroom door was slightly open as kissing noises came out from the room. his eyebrows furrowed in disgust, already thinking about yuji and y/n who were probably making out in the room.

he peeked through gap, leaning his body away from the door so he wasn't seen. he saw yuji, his body leaning into y/n as y/n's legs were wrapped around yuji's waist, their hands interlocked around his neck as they continued kissing.

gojo saw enough in the 2 seconds, walking away and texting his first year group chat with a sigh and the feeling to puke coming up his throat that class was cancelled today due to horny teenagers.

gc name : first years and the best (worst) teacher ever 😨😢🥱😴😈

grandpa gojo : class is cancelled.

megumi : why??

grandpa gojo : i just saw the most horrifying thing ever ok dont talk to me.

mean KUGISAKI : bro just say

grandpa gojo : yuji. and l/n. were KISSING.

megumi : ok they always kiss they peck each other every second

finger eater : GOJO U SAW NOTHING

grandpa gojo : STOP. DONT BE HORNY TEENAGERS IN THE CLASSROOM

mean KUGISAKI : YUCK WERE YOU GUYS FUCKING

finger eater : WE WASNT FUCKING WE WERE JUST MAKING OUT

mean KUGISAKI : 😟

y/u/n : DONT GIVE US THAT FACE

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐭 - 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐞

[ assassination classroom ] karma akabane x reader

- y/n manages to make karma soft for them.

y/n l/n

 - gn!reader

clario - sofia + the neighbourhood - softcore

warnings; fighting, poison D:, blood

the h/c haired person walked through the door, karma following behind them shortly and chatting to them quietly but it was clear he was making snide remarks from the smirk on his face and the annoyed one on y/n’s.

“karma has really changed, huh?”

kayano told nagisa, leaning forward in her chair towards him as she was facing him.

“karma? changed?”

“yeah! i’m surprised you didn’t notice.”

this took place just after their trip to okinawa, a dangerous mission indeed. half of the class had been poisoned and the other half that wasn’t had to sneak around the hotel, to find the one who made this all happen.

-

“nagisa! there’s no need to think about murder you know!”

y/n yelled out to him, taking the stun gun from terasaka and throwing it against his back. 

“just because terasaka and i might be dying doesn’t mean you should kill him!”

“what do you mean you and terasaka? were you guys poisoned?!”

y/n ignored their classmates words that were spoken to them, terasaka was staring at them with stern eyes and karma’s eyes were widened, also a frightened expression from behind the group.

“focus on yourself and your emotions, not other people’s health right now! if you do kill him you’re no better than that asshole!”

“they’re right, nagisa! killing takaoka will solve nothing but your blind rage, in this event, he is likely bluffing about that antidote, we will consult with the poisoner downstairs, don’t go down his level. render him unconscious and you’ll be fine.”

as nagisa gathered his thoughts in his head after hearing the words from his classmate and teacher, he picked up the stun gun and tucked it away. y/n fell down to the ground in a kneeling position as people rushed to them, as well as terasaka’s friends going to terasaka too as he became light-headed.

karma was the first to catch y/n as they fell,

“you idiot.. are you okay?”

“i’m fine-”

y/n cut themself off by coughing, a shade of red washing over their face.

“..i’ll be fine, karma, promise.”

karma continued to look at them with a face that was mixed with anger and fear, maybe some worry too.

“why didn’t you tell the group earlier?”

the rest of the non-sick classmates had stood up, focused on nagisa about to get his ass beat.

“we were already too far in the mission, i couldn’t just back out..”

y/n replied, continuing to cough quietly.

“you could die though, you know.”

“yeah but you know me, i put others before myself.”

it was true, they did, let’s look at their trip to kyoto.

-

as the group was surrounded by high-schoolers thugs, karma began to speak,

“i hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but something tells me you gentlemen aren’t tourists.”

“don’t try to be a hero carrot top! hand over some of your friends and we’ll-”

the thug speaking to karma was cut off by him knocking him to the ground, hand on his face and everything.

“you see that? what did i tell ya, to hell with them without any witnesses is basically a free for all so go nuts.”

karma stood up, gesturing to and talking to his friends.

“hey!”

nagisa exclaimed, pointing to a guy that was in front of karma,

“i’m gonna gut you like a pig!”

the guy said, charging towards karma with a knife, karma backed up towards his right, grabbing a rag that was on top of a bike and threw it on the attacker’s face, immediately after knocking him towards the ground with a push on his head.

“strong words for a guy kissing the side walk.”

“let go of me!”

most of the group didn’t realise that the thugs that were behind them had been closing in on them until kayano shouted ‘let go of me’, they grabbed onto kayano, kanzaki and y/n.

“let- go!”

y/n yelled out, kicking the knee of the guy that held onto them and kicking his face once he fell to the ground, running towards kayano and her capturor, they also swiped their feet, they lost their balance and let go of kayano. y/n was grabbed again, which like kayano get grabbed again, y/n was pushed to the floor and multiple shoes had hit y/n, stepping on them repeatedly. karma got the same treatment as he held his head from the pain.

y/n’s weakened form stayed, watching karma, somehow with little power left in them, they managed to sit up, eventually stand and charged towards one of the guys, which caused a chain reaction which pushed the other thugs off karma and them falling to the floor,

“karma, you okay?”

karma didn’t respond,

“karma!”

a large impact came falling down on y/n’s head, something like a bat, and with that, y/n passed out on karma’s back.

-

y/n woke up, their wrists tied together behind their back and their head down, lifting their head to see kayano and kanzaki, in the same position as them.

“you guys okay?”

“we’re fine y/n.”

kayano responded, kanzaki then spoke up,

“are you okay though?”

“yeah yeah, i’m.. fine.”

“ah, your majesty has finally woken up.”

the leader of the thugs said, walking towards y/n and lifting their chin up with his finger.

“did you enjoy your rest-”

as the leader leaned close, y/n butted their head with his, a red mark staying on y/n’s forehead. the leader stumbled back, holding a hand against his forehead.

“you bitch!”

“y/n!”

kanzaki called out, as the leader recovered, lifting y/n by their neck and then throwing them to the floor.

“i see how it is! little perfect student think they’re better than me!”

he stalked towards y/n, kneeling down and picking y/n’s head up by their hair.

“of course i do.. you’re fucking pathetic.”

y/n replied to the wide eye leader, coughing out blood from their mouth.

“tell me, what’s harassing some junior high kids gonna do for you, huh?”

he stayed silent, then smirked and laughed,

“we’re only having a bit of fun, hold them.”

one of the surrounding thugs that was standing by walked towards them, holding y/n’s arms with both hands, what he didn’t realise was that y/n’s wrists came apart, the rope not tying their hands together.

y/n took it as a chance to kick up on the leader’s face, flipping up and kicking the guy behind them, standing up straight and backing up towards the two girls.

kayano and kanzaki stared at their back, breathing slightly heavy and fast but still in a fighting stance,

“how are you such a badass-”

“use this to cut the rope quickly.”

y/n handed them a small knife that was tucked into their waistband from the back, they also picked another one from their waistband (somehow), holding it up to defend themself.

y/n dropped the knife into the couch, close to kayano which she grabbed. y/n stood in front of the girls while they took their restraints off, standing there to protect them. the leader who was taken down a few times managed to get back up, facing the trio menacingly.

“you don’t know what you’re getting into.”

“i know plenty what i’m getting into.”

“no, heh.. there’s three of you and more than 10 of us, we would beat you to a pulp, then! our little photoshoot can commence!”

he announced, a little too happy while the other highschoolers chuckled. y/n looked around, debating if it was better to make a run for it or fight them off while the other two escaped.

think y/n, think!

what would karma do in this situation?!

the door opened, cutting off y/n’s train of thought, 

“well would you look at that, the photographer buddies are here..-”

the leader looked at one of the photographers who was held out, a bruised eye that was beginning to swell and a few other injuries to his face, he was thrown to the floor for a nap then nagisa started speaking.

“school trip guide book page 1043, what to do when a group member has been abducted. If there are no leads on the perpetrator, think back to any colloquialisms, accents or linguistics quirks that might indicate perpetrators are local, if not and the perpetrators were wearing school uniforms, prefer to page 1334.”

the group that wasn’t taken were okuda, nagisa, sugino and karma, they stepped out of the shadows and into the light, revealing that they were the junior high kids they didn’t kidnap.

sugino with his fist in his hand, karma had his hands in his pockets but in a threatening way, nagisa was between the two looking down and flicking through the book, okuda stood behind them all, with a scared look on her face. 

“here we are, if the perpetrators are wearing school uniforms you might be dealing with a rival school out causing trouble.”

nagisa looked up from the guide book that koro-sensei had provided for the whole class, it had every possible scenario in it so it wasn’t too much of a surprise that they found them. 

“you found us!”

kayano exclaimed excitedly, the leader immediately started talking,

“what the hell, how’d you even know where to look?-”

“being unfamiliar with the area, the culprits will ought to stay in a narrow perimeter after the initial kidnapping, somewhere secluded but not far from the scene of the crime. if this is the case, consult to page 134.”

nagisa turned the book, showing everyone a map of kyoto. 

“my mach 20 birds eye view map of popular and or likely abductor hideouts might help.”

“that guide book is straight up amazing! there’s nothing koro-sensei didn’t think of!”

“no kidding right, definitely worth lugging around, we should take one with us everywhere.”

karma sounded nearly sarcastic while sugino seemed impressed.

“you’re getting all this from a guide book?!”

the groups of thugs exclaimed, shocked with their eyes popping out their sockets.

“so, what’s it gonna be, gentlemen? fight or flight?”

karma questioned, he continued shortly,

“we’ll go easy if you back down now but after all you put us through you’re not getting out of this unscathed, that’s a promise.”

karma was looking down while talking, at the end looking up with a smirk and glare that cut through butter. the leader chuckled, it seemed to be a habit maybe, y/n thought.

“acting all badass, you junior high kids crack me up! why don’t you say hello to some friends of mine- see how far that attitude gets you!”

he stated, seemingly sounding confident as okuda heard noise from behind them, looking back in caution. 

y/n’s feet shuffled back and forth, kanzaki guided them gently to the dirty but usable couch, as they looked like they were about to fall over any second. 

“y/n, you should rest.”

“but, what about you guys?”

“the others are already here and koro-sensei just got here, we’ll be okay.”

“oh, okay gotcha..”

y/n thought, better to have rest or fight through it. rest is obviously better. 

-

y/n woke up in a daze, when they woke up, they had woke up on a bed in an infirmary looking room, the room was large and everything was spread out, it was clear that the class was still in kyoto. they were laying down comfortably, sitting up and catching a red head in their peripheral vision as they did.

he was fast asleep in a chair just next to their bed, y/n smiled softly while pushing hair out of his eyes. 

y/n and karma knew each other before third year, they were actually good friends, once the suspension hit karma, y/n’s parents forced y/n to cut all ties they had with karma. It left karma devastated. it's a nice thing that y/n sneaked up to his house and threw rocks at his window until he opened the window to call out to y/n. 

-

“why are you here?!”

“to, um..”

to be honest, y/n just wanted to talk to karma, they didn’t really think it through.

“to explain?”

it sounded more like a question than an answer. karma looked down on them from his window, sighing then going back into his room, disappearing from y/n’s sight.

‘is this the end of our relationship?’

y/n thought, looking up and standing still for a couple of seconds, they decided that they should give up, over the span of knowing him, he was stubborn, so they might as well leave.

as they turned, they heard the thump of something soft hitting the grassy floor, they turned around again, seeing a rope lay on the floor, following the trail that led back into karma’s room, him peeking out from over the window frame.

“hurry and get up here, it’s cold!”

-

“y/n?”

y/n was brought back to reality hearing karma’s voice, 

“you okay?”

the h/c haired person stared at karma, answering with a ‘yes’, followed shortly by a hug from karma.

“why couldn’t you just sit and wait for us?”

“something could’ve happened and you know it.”

It left the two in a comfortable silence, the balcony door was opened and wind could be heard blowing loudly outside.

“i’m sorry, karma.”

“it’s okay, just shut up and let me hug you.”

y/n smiled, wrapping their arms around karma the same way he was. 

-

as the class cheered, exclaiming about defeating the final boss, y/n leaned on a small wall, beside terasaka, with karma also right next to them. karma smirked while y/n smiled, obviously proud of nagisa.

eventually the class got to the same platform that nagisa and takaoka fought on, 

“nice work.”

karma said to nagisa from behind, he turned to look at him and saw that y/n was next to him, holding onto karma to prevent falling.

“you did a great job, nagisa.”

y/n smiled at their friend, nagisa smiled back. isogai shortly came up from behind them, asking nagisa if he was alright, and nagisa answering with a nod.

“well done, nagisa, i’m proud of you.”

the small group turned to look at koro-sensei, in his absolute defense form in kayano’s hands.

“for the first time in a while, i had no idea how thing would end.”

“thanks, but what are we going to do now? everybody else is still infected with the virus, the antidote takaoka didn’t blow up isn’t enough.”

karma squeezed y/n’s arm from the side, still worried for them. the class also stayed in a short silence, their p.e. teacher spoke up,

“we’ll figure something out, but first, let’s get off of this roof, wait here for the chopper, i’ll go collect smog.”

“ha! please, the antidote won’t do you any good.”

the class gasped hearing that voice again, they turned their gaze towards the voice direction, seeing the three assassins they had to pass to get to the roof in the first place.

“look at you brats, you really figured i’m taking out of this situation with their lives?” (ngl i had no idea what he said here)

“the man who hired you has been defeated, let it go. you no longer have a dog in this fight, i’m almost fully recovered from the gas, and these kids are strong believe me. i suggest we be reasonable and stop this before anyone else gets hurt.”

karasuma announced, standing in front of the class with everyone in a fighting stance.

“eh, alright.”

“i’ll make you wish you hadn’t-! wait.. come again?”

“no worries, you don’t have to bother with us, our contacts don’t come with avenging our employer, anyway as i was saying- the antidote would only be useful to you if you actually been poisoned-”

terasaka and y/n gasped, surprised looks on their faces, karma was relieved.

“well technically you were but not that bad, you know that bug you can get eating oysters on the half shell? i gave you a perfected version of that old war horse, it ought to flush out of your systems in about 30 hours or so.”

the poisoner was holding up a bottle near the size of his hand, bigger than his hand though.

“unpleasant but not fatal, now this supper is what our boss wanted us to use. if i actually had, haha, different story all together.”

he held up a much smaller tube in his other hand. the blonde assassin started talking then,

“after we got the job, the three of us talked it over and hatched a plan. the boss’s order seemed, you know a bit too harsh, we figured the hand off would play out just as well if you only thought you were in danger.”

y/n leaned into karma, karma helped them stand properly but still helped them.

“so i’m not dying?”

“you sound like you want to die.”

“well maybe i did!”

karma smiled and looked away, embarrassed to make eye contact with y/n who was leaning against him but looking at him directly.

“i’m sorry i didn’t tell you before.”

y/n apologised, suddenly having a slight nervous sounding voice. karma thought of it as another time to tease y/n, but they seemed genuine, so karma replied with,

“it’s fine, just tell the group next time. you are such an idiot.”

“we both know you don’t mean that, do you?”

“yeah i don’t.”

“yo lovebirds, wrap it up!”

“shut it terasaka!”

wc : 2943 words

i need to be sedated actually.

bakugou

-

the perfect pair by beabadoobee

-

bakugou did not think he would be here. in a grocery store, with an dirty apron and his shirt and hair half covered in flour.

because it all started with racoon eyes suggesting a bake off.

"the whole class should have a bake off!"

mina exclaimed to the whole class, that were either in the kitchen or the lounge area.

"what do you mean, what kind?"

"just like, bake a cake, whoever's cake the best is the winner and like mr aizawa can be the judge!"

"i'm sure he'll find everyone's terrible.."

"nah fuck that, that's dumb i'm not competing."

bakugou retaliated, standing up from his sitting position from the couch next to kirishima and already walking away to the elevator present in the dorms.

"why not???"

"'cuz i know mine's gonna be the best out of all you losers."

"don't worry about bakugou, he's probably too chicken to see that his cake will be the worst, am i right, kacchan?"

denki teased, sitting up straight next to kirishima, who was laughing next to him.

"FUCK YOU I WILL BEAT YOUR ASS"

-

everyone got a partner from picking names in a hat, some were lucky and some were lucky, everyone yelled out when mineta got sato which was completely unfair, and denki literally laughed out loud but alo mixed with screaming when bakugou pulled denki's name out the hat.

denki was a lost hope, first of all he mixed the mixture too much which made it too runny, so they started again.

second of all, he added too much sugar and it disappeared into the mixture, so they couldn't take it out so they had to start again for the second time.

then icyhot accidentally knocked over their mixture because todoroki didn't see mineta infront of him and tripped onto mineta, pushing the table that denki and bakugou were using and the flour AND the mixture flew everywhere and that would mean that they had to start again a THIRD time. bakugou was just sick and tired.

so, bakugou chose a plan b.

"dunce face, i say i go to the store and buy a cake. we have failed making this mixture too many times so don't ask questions."

"what did i do when THEY ask questions about you being gone-"

"just STALL SPARKY"

-

bakugou made his way to the store, him getting funny looks but also looks of admiration as some people knew him from the sport's carnival, but why was he dirty in flour??

he went into a nearby grocery store and nearly ran into the isle with desserts, he browsed the isle and tried to find the specific cake they were all trying to bake.

"do you need any help?"

a voice called out to him from behind, he turned around to find a worker, wearing the corresponding blue to match the store's logo. he couldn't help his eyes from wondering to take in their facial features, hair colour, eyes and just them in general. he took notice of the name tag, y/n. y/n was really pretty.

"i couldn't help but notice your, attire."

they laughed a little and that made bakugou's face turn red.

"my friends were having a bake off, but my baking partner was too stupid and now i have to buy one."

"oh! i see, may i suggest this, (favourite/cake/flavour) is the best, everyone's loves it."

they reached around bakugou, who wanted to lean closer to the worker but fought his inner muscles. he couldn't stop thinking about how embarrassed he was for them to see him so gross and floury.

"yeah.. (f/c/f) is good."

he absolutely hated it with his whole soul, if he could make it disappear forever he would.

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"is that all for today?"

bakugou snapped into reality again, while he was infront of the cashier to pay for the cake.

"uh yeah."

his eyes kept wondering to the worker that had helped him, who was now helping another, how he so wanted that person to be him again. he payed for the cake and was beginning to walk out the store, but then his brain made him whip himself around, going back into the store.

'what are you doing idiot?!'

"hey."

y/n turned around to see him again, the same cute customer that they saw in the shirt covered in flour and apron wrapped around his torso.

"oh hi again! did you need help with something else?"

"uh yeah, i need help finding the- cutting board! my friend doesn't have one and it just slipped my mind."

of course the dorm kitchen have a cutting board which one doesn't?

the blonde hair customer's face was trying to be stoic, but his face was bright red and his eyebrows slightly furrowed, but he was maintaining eye contact with y/n so it made them nervous.

"ah! right this way."

y/n spun around quickly so the customer didn't catch the steam coming out of their ears and nose.

"here are the boards, you can pick whichever one you want, but just tell me if you need help, i'll be right over there."

y/n turned away, trying to contain themself, bakugou was yelling at himself.

'fuck they're getting away, don't let them!'

"hey,"

y/n turned around again,

"do you think i could get your number?"

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"baku bro! why'd you take so long?! everyone's almost done!"

"don't care dunce face, here's your cake, i can't be bothered to wait for the winner."

bakugou shoved the dirty apron and the cake in the bag to denki once he ran up to bakugou, walking away to his room to have some peace. he shoved his hands in his pockets to feel around for the piece of paper in there.

once he got into his room, he pulled out his phone and typed in the number on the paper. ringing the number, after three rings, it picked up.

"hello?"

"hey again, i worried you gave me a fake number."

"of course i wouldn't."

-

"my shift ends soon, so call me, yeah?"

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