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LOVESICK LOVERS. in an alternate universe where you and bakugo never reconciled.
The sparkling sweet beverage slipped past your lips, your mauve lipstick leaving a mark on the spotless champagne glass. A satisfied hum rumbles in your throat, your eyes fluttering open to the couple before you.
"Are you ready to leave yet—"
You bring up your freshly manicured hands, shushing your old friend as the girl beside him giggles. "Let me finish my drink, Shinso."
From the corner of your eye, you see him lean back into the seat. You've kept them inside the limousine for ten minutes now, sipping your champagne as slowly as possible. The flashing cameras and yells of adoring fans never ceased outside, the annual hero gala awaiting them past the red carpet.
The girl beside Shinso, her eyes a vibrant fuchsia, blinked at him with fluffy lashes, pressing her cute lips at the base of his jaw. She wiped her finger over the print it left on his skin, a nervous smile on her face.
Your eyes darted away to the tinted window, but not before you noticed the little smile that appeared on Shinso's face to the gesture.
"Alright—Let's go," you announced.
You tossed your drink to the side and picked up your sparkly laced gown, showing off your leg as the door opened itself. A short breath left your painted lips as you pulled a smile over your face. Your long lashes brush your cheeks as you wave at the flashing cameras.
The bright light drowns out your worries about the gala, your arrival at the event drawing in all the cameras as you begin to walk the carpet.
"As you can see here—The Lolly Hero: Sweetener just arrived. Tell me, Sweets! Who are you wearing tonight?"
"Sweets! Sweets! What are your plans now after debuting as a hero at Hawks Agency?"
"Who's your date tonight, Sweets!"
Your smile never cracked, although that dreaded question just had to hit you in the face right as you were at the entrance. Your gaze follows the carpet to the couple you came with, your friends from high school soaking in the limelight.
Actually, it was more so Fugihara holding onto Shinso's arm with reassurance, the girl beside him taking the questions with grace as she never let him go.
"My friends from U.A." You tuck the loose strand of hair behind your ear, smiling genuinely at the two of them. "Aren't they cute?"
