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the hours seemed to crawl by as y/n found herself counting down the minutes until the party. it wasn't that she was nervous—well, maybe a little—but more that everything felt charged, like the air before a storm. she hadn't expected bakugo's invitation to make her feel this way. sure, it was just a party, but the thought of seeing him again, especially after the coffee hangout, stirred something inside her.
she slipped into a casual outfit, opting for comfort over anything too flashy. a simple black tank top tucked into high-waisted jeans, paired with converse sneakers, felt just right. as she checked her phone again, the time seemed to mock her as it ticked closer to the evening. she wasn't sure what to expect, but she couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in her chest.
just as she was about to head out, her phone buzzed. it was a message from bakugo:
"hey, i'm gonna pick you up since i'm grabbing kirishima and mina on the way. we'll head to the party together."
y/n smiled, her heart doing a little skip at the thought of them all heading to the party as a group. she quickly typed back, "sounds good. i'll be ready."
the moment she stepped outside, the cool evening air brushed against her skin, and she found herself eagerly waiting for bakugo. when the car pulled up, she saw kirishima and mina already in the back seat, both waving at her. bakugo was driving, his usual intense expression softened just a bit as he nodded in her direction.
"ready to go?" bakugo asked, the question simple, but there was something in his tone—something that made y/n feel more at ease.
"yeah, let's do it," she said, sliding into the front seat next to him.
as the car pulled away, the music from the party could already be heard faintly in the background. the excitement in the air was palpable, but it was bakugo's presence beside her that kept her thoughts swirling. whatever this night had in store, she had a feeling it was going to be memorable.
when they arrived, the house was alive with the usual noise and energy of a college party. y/n followed bakugo, kirishima, and mina through the crowd, the warm, buzzing atmosphere of the place wrapping around them. they settled on the terrace soon after, a quieter corner of the party, away from the chaos of the living room.
y/n sat down on one of the lounge chairs, leaning back with a content sigh. the fresh night air felt good against her skin, a welcome contrast to the crowded house. bakugo sat beside her, his usual intensity softened slightly in the calm of the terrace. as the two of them sat there in relative silence, the sounds of kirishima and a very tipsy mina goofing off nearby brought a subtle amusement to the moment.
bakugo's arm instinctively draped over her shoulder, pulling her closer in a way that felt both familiar and unexpected. she couldn't help but smile, her heart skipping a beat at the way everything seemed to flow naturally between them. the subtle warmth of his touch felt comforting as they both watched kirishima and mina joke around, mina attempting to balance on a chair while kirishima tried to steady her.
"guess they're having fun," y/n said, her voice light, as she looked over at the pair.
bakugo snorted, his arm tightening just slightly around her. "mina's drunk off her ass. kirishima's just trying to keep her from falling over."
y/n laughed quietly, glancing at them. "they make a pretty funny duo."
kirishima turned to them with a grin, his voice carrying despite the distance. "you two are seriously gonna just sit there while we're having fun?" he teased, giving them a wink before turning back to mina.
mina was giggling, her words slurring as she clung to kirishima's arm. "bakugo, you and y/n are so cute together!"
y/n blinked, looking over at bakugo. his face, usually flushed with irritation in moments like this, remained stoic, but she could tell from the subtle way his jaw tightened that he wasn't exactly thrilled with the comment.
"i'm gonna take mina home," kirishima said, stepping up to them. "she's not gonna make it much longer. i'll grab a cab."
as they walked off, y/n sat back into the chair, her thoughts drifting. bakugo's arm remained around her shoulders, and it felt comfortable, almost familiar. she was about to say something when bakugo broke the silence, his voice low but steady.
"wanna head out?" he asked, his gaze steady as he looked at her.
y/n hesitated for a moment, the weight of his invitation settling in. "head out where?"
bakugo shrugged, his eyes flicking toward the door. "my place. it's quiet, and i'm not staying at this party much longer."
the way he phrased it made it feel less like a question and more like a suggestion. y/n couldn't deny the curiosity she felt, the way his presence was like an anchor in the whirlwind of everything else around them.
"sure," she said, her voice soft, her heart giving another flutter at the thought of spending more time with him.
the ride to bakugo's apartment was quiet, the soft hum of the city outside the car window a stark contrast to the energy of the party. when they finally arrived, bakugo led her inside, the familiar scent of his apartment welcoming her.
"make yourself at home," he said, gesturing toward the couch. "i'm gonna make something to eat."
y/n settled on the couch, grateful for the quieter atmosphere. she watched bakugo move around the kitchen, his movements swift and confident as he prepared something simple, but it felt like an effort, like he cared enough to make her feel comfortable.
they settled down on the couch with their food, the faint glow of the tv illuminating the room as they both got comfortable. they found themselves bonding over a show they both liked, laughing over silly moments and chatting about their lives in a way that felt surprisingly natural.
as the night wore on, y/n found herself drifting, the weight of the day catching up to her. without even realizing it, she shifted to rest her head on bakugo's chest, her body curling into his side as his arm wrapped around her, holding her close. she couldn't remember when they both ended up fully laying down on the couch, but she ended up on top of him, wrapped in his warmth, the peaceful rhythm of his breathing lulling her to sleep.
