Bakugo’s always been confused about his feelings for you. He hates basically everyone. But for some reason, around you, he just wants to be himself.

Ew..

One night, he found himself thinking of you and decided to make food. Coincidentally, he makes your favorite. He hates that he knows your favorite food in the first place

But, nonetheless, he stands outside your dorm, knocking on the door. Once you answer, he hands out a plate. “I made too much.” He grumbled and looked away