Dear lord. He was Katsuki fucking Bakugo, relationships weren’t his thing, they never were, and he never thought they would be, until now. He kept thinking there was no actual way he was doing this. He actually didn’t know why he was doing it he just… felt like he had to.

“So what, she likes milk chocolate?” he asked harshly. He was standing in front of your friends, asking what chocolate you liked, if there was anything else that you preferred. God he felt stupid…

Class 1-A, all of the class were now third years, ever since school started that year, everyone was getting tied up in relationships and stuff, except him. Because he didn’t have time for that, he wasn’t “into” that kind of thing. But yet he somehow developed something for you, probably like halfway through the year last year?

Anyway… today was that stupid day, February 14th. And he was determined to tell you how he felt, he wasn’t one to hide how he felt, that had changed during the war.

Anyway, for you, you were kind of having a shitty day, you didn’t do well during the winter, classes were slow and you also didn’t get anything. And you being a teenage girl, it obviously upset you. Anyway the bell rang, signalling it was time to head back to the dorms. But you’re busy daydreaming until someone snapped their fingers in front of your face “oi.”

You looked up and it was Bakugo. You two have gotten closer since the war, you developed a strong friendship with him. “Get up.”

Both of you grabbed your scarfs, before heading out. You’re slightly put off expression was obvious and he could tell. Once you guys got back to the dorms he tagged on your jacket, almost making you fall back, you turned to him about to go off at him but he stopped you “look I know today was shitty, and long, and that you’re upset that you didn’t get anything, but I want to show you something”

So you followed him and he took you to somewhere on campus. It was really nice, especially with the snow falling. You were slightly distracted before he spoke up “look um…” his voice brought you back, he was obviously struggling as he reached up and gently scratched the back of his neck “the reason you didn’t get any chocolate or anything today…” he hesitated before huffing.

“Just, here.” he said quickly as he held your favourite chocolate out to you. “I asked your dumb friends what chocolate you liked…” he sighed “I… like you, or whatever. You’ve shown me time and time again how strong you are, and That you can keep up with me. I like that, and I… want you to be mine already.”