If there was one thing people liked to speculate about Bakugou was that he was not a romantic. The number 5 pro hero was brash and mean and stubborn. There wasn’t a single bone in that body that had the ability to be romantic.

So if that’s true then someone please explain to him why the fuck he’s so nervous? He feels like he’s going to explode, literally. He’s sweating so much he thinks he could actually combust if he really tried.

He groans, grabbing at his hair as he runs a hand through it. He’s been glaring at the small box wrapped carefully in ribbon on his desk. His agency was hosting a small party for a couple pros, Kirishima’s idea. When Kirishima told him he invited you, he knew he had to take the chance.

Bakugou’s talked to you a couple times here and there, during ranking season, for PR shoots, interviews, but his favorite has been during missions. You were mesmerizing. The crazed look he’d see in your eyes was so different from the usual sweet smile and kind eyes you’d always give him. It drove him crazy.

He claims it’s only respect he feels for you, a celebrity crush, but the way his heart jumps and he uses the most mundane topics to talk to you says more than he does.

So yes, Katsuki Bakugou got you a gift. A beautiful necklace with a dainty little chain and a gorgeous orange diamond in the center with a matching set of earrings. Something that now that he thinks about it, might be a little too forward. Orange? Could he be any more obvious??

He huffed, groaning into his hands before almost jumping out of his skin at the sound of a knock on his door. He glared at the door as it opened and straightened up when he saw you peek in. His eyes glanced at the gift on his desk, eye twitching before he looked back at you. “Shitty hair said everyone was meeting on the 5th floor. What’re you doing up here?”