You and Bakugo have been dating for two months now…in this time you’ve noticed..

He doesn’t know how to handle physical touch.

“Your heart's beating really fast.” You commented softly as you played with his calloused fingers. your face laid flush on his chest, his free hand playing with your hair absentmindedly as he stared at the ceiling, trying not to blush bright red being so close to you.

“You’re imagining things.” *he spoke, words rumbling through his chest.

you smiled, rising up from your position to peer down at him. “okay... then hypothetically, what’s causing it?”

his blond brows furrowed, intimidating eyes narrowing, “don’t get smart with me, idiot.”

your eyes narrowed as well, leaning closer to his face, a mischievous smirk capturing your glossy lips

“do i make you nervous, katsuki?” your question rang in bakugou’s ears. no shit, you make him nervous. he dying every time you’re close to him. but of course, he’s he’d never admit it.

his crimson eyes faltered between looking at your teasing eyes and looking at your tempting lips.

“you wish, loser.” he turned his face to the side, avoiding eye contact as his cheeks dusted pink from your close proximity. you laughed softly as you went back to laying on his chest

somehow, his heart seemed to beat faster.