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it was a quiet night when y/n met bakugo by the lake. the campus, usually buzzing with the noise of students, was eerily calm. the only sounds that filled the air were the occasional rustling of leaves, the gentle whispers of the evening breeze, and the soft ripple of water against the shore. y/n breathed in deeply, feeling at peace in bakugo's company, a sense of comfort that had become so natural between them over the past few months. they had come to understand each other in ways that didn't need words.

as they walked side by side, the weight of the unspoken words between them lingered in the cool air. it was as if the distance between them had shrunk in ways neither of them had anticipated, and it left y/n wondering if bakugo felt it too. the tension of the unsaid hovered between them, but it wasn't uncomfortable. it was something else entirely—a connection that felt as though it was bound to change things.

"i'm glad we could get away from all the chaos," y/n said, her voice soft, glancing at him as they walked. the night seemed to slow down as she spoke, like everything else had fallen into the background, and for a moment, it was just the two of them, sharing this peaceful moment. "i needed this."

bakugo turned his gaze toward her, a small, playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "yeah, me too. it's too loud at those damn parties," he said, his voice a mixture of mild annoyance and something warmer that y/n couldn't quite place.

y/n chuckled, feeling a warmth spread through her chest at his usual bluntness. "you always find a way to avoid the crowds. it's kind of impressive," she teased, nudging him gently with her elbow.

bakugo rolled his eyes, the edge of his usual irritation softened by the warmth in his gaze. "i'm not a fan of crowds," he muttered, though the way he said it made her smile.

as they continued walking, they approached the familiar bench near the lake—a place where they had shared countless moments together. when they reached it, bakugo sat first, patting the spot next to him. without hesitation, y/n settled beside him, feeling the calm of the night wrap around them like a blanket. the world outside seemed to pause as they sank into a comfortable silence, neither of them rushing to fill the quiet.

y/n couldn't help but glance at him from time to time, her heart beating a little faster. there was something different about the air tonight—something between them felt more... intimate. it wasn't the usual teasing or the quiet company they shared. this felt deeper, more significant, like something was about to shift, something neither of them had put into words yet. she could feel it, and she hoped, just for a moment, that he felt it too.

bakugo broke the silence, his voice lower than usual, almost hesitant. it was a sound that pulled her from her thoughts, making her turn her full attention to him. "y/n, there's something i've been wanting to say to you."

her heart skipped a beat at his tone, her chest tightening with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. "what is it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

he ran a hand through his hair, a rare gesture of uncertainty that sent a flutter through her. Y/n could feel the tension in his posture, as though he was working up to something important. "i've never been great at this relationship thing," he started, his voice carrying a note of vulnerability she wasn't used to hearing from him. "i know i'm not easy to be around all the time. i've got a lot of shit i'm still working through. but... with you, it's different. it's like i can finally breathe, you know? i can be myself. and i want more of that. i want more of you."

y/n's breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening at the raw honesty in his words. it was everything she had hoped for, but hearing it from him—hearing him open up in such a genuine way—was more than she could have ever imagined. her pulse quickened, the weight of what he was saying sinking in.

bakugo's usual intensity softened, his gaze fixed on hers as he continued. "i know i'm not the best at expressing myself, but i want you to know that i care about you. a lot. i've never felt this way about anyone before. so... i'm asking, y/n..."

he paused for a moment, as if considering his next words carefully, before taking a deep breath, his chest rising with the weight of his emotions. "will you be my girlfriend?"

y/n felt her heart swell, her chest tightening with an overwhelming mix of joy and tenderness. she hadn't expected him to say it this way, so vulnerable and sincere, and yet, it was exactly what she needed to hear.

tears welled up in her eyes as she reached for his hand, her fingers trembling slightly as they intertwined. she smiled through the emotion, her voice thick with sincerity as she replied, "yes, bakugo. i'd love to be your girlfriend."

a sense of relief washed over him, and in an instant, bakugo pulled her into a tight embrace, his arms enveloping her with a fierce tenderness that left her breathless. y/n sank into him, feeling the warmth of his touch, the sincerity of his words. this was real. it was happening. she had always felt something more between them, and now, it was out in the open, binding them together.

bakugo pulled back slightly, just enough to rest his forehead against hers. the usual smirk was gone, replaced by something softer—a quiet, contented smile. "you have no idea how much i've wanted to hear you say that," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

the world seemed to fade around them as they stayed there, just holding each other in the peaceful quiet of the night. nothing else mattered in this moment. they were together, and that was all that mattered.

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