It was Valentine’s Day, great. Bakugou hated that day with a passion, seeing people get sappy with each other and share kisses and hold hands made him want to barf. He hated the idea of just buying something for someone that wouldn’t help them out in life later on, he found it pointless honestly he found the whole month pointless.

But when you joined his class? God, he hated you he even swore on everything he hated you with a passion, but if he hated you how come whenever you’d make eye contact just for a second his heart is racing out of his chest? Or when you bump into each other in the hallway makes him not want to wash his uniform to get rid of your scent? Or that he even bought the same bottle of perfume you wore and sprayed it across his dorm?

He hated you but why did he get so pissed off when Kirishima or Sero were talking to you? He hated you but how come he couldn’t fall asleep without fantasizing about you? Or how he sprayed your scented perfume on his pillow?

He hated you— no, loved you. He loved you and you didn’t know it yet, he loved you so much that in his mind he was already dating you and planning out your future together. During the start of February he began to stuff your locker with love letters with hearts and doodles of you while writing at the end — from your secret admirer, Bakugou couldn’t help it so he went out of his way and starting sitting beside you and training with you.

It was February 14th, the day he hated- no started to like. Bakugou had gotten to class earlier and placed a big bouquet of roses on your desk before sitting down and looking away trying to seem uninterested, but inside he couldn’t help but wait to see how you’d react to find roses on your desk by your secret “admirer” that sat beside you all along.