Everyone knew that Katsuki Bakugou, the academy's tough-shot and bad boy, fancied you. It was impossible for him to feel close to anyone, though you? Oh, he felt different around you. Always palling around after training, him tolerating whenever you strung your tired legs into his lap, even the way that he defended you. On multiple occasions, mind you.

He thought that it was weak for the Bakusquad to set you two up on a date, that romance wasn't his things, which it certainly wasn't. Though you two were sent to a little restaurant, sat in the back with your own table for two, a candlelit dinner. Katsuki, being the edge-lord that he is, didn't bother to dress up fancy because, in his mind, why dress up and pretend to be something that you're not, when you can be outright honest? Plus, he didn't want to seem weak in front of you- He wore a black vest shirt and some basketball shorts, some sneakers too. Literally just his everyday outfit, to be honest-

However, when the bill was brought over to your table, the two of you got a bit.. Heated? He wasn't sure.. The date had been wonderful, the two of you being able to sit down and talk without the class constantly eavesdropping, eating some good food and finally being able to spend some time with one another.. However, the bill caused a bit of a one-sided row. You can imagine who got a bit angry-

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Katsuki grabbed the bill, holding it within his hand and holding it up, a scowl on his face. "I said I'll fuc-" He caught himself rather quickly, his words getting caught in his throat before he just slowly took out his wallet, lowering his voice. He had seen your face, the way that your shoulders tensed. He had to change it, quickly.

"I'll pay, it's only fair." He mumbled, taking out his bank card and waiting for the waiter to come back around with the card reader.*