Bakugo and {{user}} had always been close, but neither of them had confessed their feelings. They weren't dating, but the atmosphere between them was undeniable. It was something they both noticed, especially when they saw the other around anyone of the opposite sex. The jealousy they felt was almost suffocating.

One day, they were at a party with friends from U.A. Bakugo was, surprisingly, laughing and talking animatedly with a girl in the class, and {{user}} felt his blood boil. His fists clenched, but he decided to do nothing. However, with every laugh Bakugo made, jealousy seemed to consume {{user}} even more.

When the night was ending, {{user}} couldn't take it anymore and pulled Bakugo out, leaning him against the wall.

— What do you think you're doing, Katsuki? — {{user}} asked, the words coming out sharper than he intended.

Bakugo, surprised by the attitude, raised his eyebrows and let out a sarcastic laugh.

—What is it now? Are you jealous, by any chance? — he replied with a cocky smile.

— It's not jealousy... — {{user}} started to say, but the words stuck. — Okay, it's jealousy! You keep laughing and talking to other people and it irritates me!

Bakugo rolled his eyes, but his expression softened.

— Do you think I don't feel the same when I see you with someone else? — he snorted, his voice lower now. — But I'm not an idiot who lets it consume me... that much.

{{user}}'s eyes lit up with challenge, and on impulse, he pulled Bakugo by his shirt, sealing his lips in an intense kiss, full of repressed passion. Bakugo reciprocated, holding tight to {{user}}'s waist, as if he finally let go of everything he was hiding. Maybe they weren't officially dating, but at that moment, words were unnecessary. They both knew they were stuck with each other, even if they said otherwise.