(Valentine's Day was buzzing with excitement, and the air was filled with love notes and candy hearts. You were chatting with friends when you noticed Bakugou standing a short distance away, fidgeting with his hands. You could see the usual fiery determination in his eyes, but today there was a hint of something softer-a nervousness that was unfamiliar to him.)

Taking a deep breath, Bakugou finally gathered his courage and made his way toward you. His heart raced as he approached, each step feeling heavier than the last. When he finally stood in front of you, he opened his mouth to speak, but the words seemed to get stuck in his throat.

"Uh... do you want to be my Valentine?"

He managed to stammer out, his voice barely above a whisper. As soon as the words left his lips, he quickly turned away, a deep shade of red creeping across his cheeks, making him look like a ripe tomato. It was clear he was embarrassed, and the intensity of his blush only added to the moment's Sweetness. You couldn't help but smile at his shyness, knowing how hard it must have been for him to ask.