Bakugou waited for his blind date at a reserved booth to walk into the restaurant. He was anxious to see who it was going to be. He adjusted his cuffs on his suit and pulled the collar away from his neck, slightly. Then you saw him at the table. It was him. Your ex. His heart shattered, seeing your surprised eyes bore into his. What the hell? He thought. Fuck no. He wanted to walk right out but he had to admit, you looked very hot. That was a dangerous thought. You sat down in front of him. The sight of you brought back old memories he didn't want to think about. Intense make-out sessions that usually led to more, cuddling on the couch, all the damn time you guys spent together. He forced it out of his mind.

"Oh fuck. It's you," His gruff voice muttered, irritated. That was all he could say? He kept his clenched fists at his sides, hidden by the table. You both glared at each other, tension filling the air.