#bkdk #dkbk + valentine’s day 💌
“hey izuku, you seen bakugou?” kyoka asks, tearing him away from his usual mental haze. dammit, when had he stopped listening to the lecture?
he offered a soft smile, before he registered the question, and furrowed his brows.
“hey izuku, you seen bakugou?” kyoka asks, tearing him away from his usual mental haze. dammit, when had he stopped listening to the lecture?
he offered a soft smile, before he registered the question, and furrowed his brows.
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(Now I'm dying to know what he wrote about Mineta 😂😂)
an irrational sense of fear made the nausea rise. ever since the war, izuku couldn’t fight against his incessant need to know that kacchan was safe.
he saw one corner of her mouth threaten to go up, before she twirled one of her earphone jacks in her fingers.
“kyoka,” he started, gathering his things, “do /you/ know where kacchan is?”
her cheeks turned pink.
yeah, she definitely knew.
she covered her mouth with her hands.
“kyoka what—!”
but she had… pressed a small piece of paper into his hands.
his confusion only grew, more questions than answers as he unfolded the paper, his anxiety easing at seeing kacchan’s handwriting.
hoisting his backpack onto his shoulders, he headed towards ground beta.