Warming up to Bakugou was difficult, to say the least. The rough unpolished exterior sometimes hurt, but it was merely a defense mechanism. Once you had successfully broken, like a geode, it was magical.
Like a sunny spring day, similar to the one that saw you sitting in the grass, watching the blond run after his precious babygirl. A soft smile adorned your features, the sound of laughter filling your ears.
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The Book for Weebs
फैनफिक्शनEverything I've written on Tiktok and some personalized writings :) Will include content or trigger warnings if necessary
