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The following hours were boring, uneventful, and honestly a major head ache for Izuku. Not only was Uraraka pulling him by his wrist through the whole mall, but she was also yelling excited mish-mash the whole time. Every time they entered a store they would only be there a few moments before Uraraka would squabble about it not being the right store, then continue to roam around.

With Izukus free hand he rubbed his for head, a long groan coming from his lips. The poor boy had just came out of mental and physical trauma, and was absolutely not in the mood for Urarakas personality. But Izukus fear of confrontation held him back from saying anything. He felt Urarakas grip tighten on his small wrist and he yelped in pain as she nearly crushed his bones. "Ah! Sorry Deku! I'm just a bit annoyed I can't find anything nice or useful for your party! " The iron grip loosened and he let out a sigh of relief. "Uh... Why are we going shopping if Momo is the one taking care of the party? " Izuku whispered lightly, it barley got to Uraraka, it almost got drowned out by the crowd around them. Uraraka stopped abruptly, and Izuku found himself a centimeter away from raming into her. She turned her body to face Izuku, he stepped back a couple times- thankful that Uraraka had let go of his hand- and nearly glanced at his friend. If he was being completely honest with himself, he was a bit fearful of making eye contact with the people around him. Since one of the last times he made eye contact with someone he had gotten a right hook to his jaw.

Urarakas arms slumped sluggishly to her sides, a look of disappointment and dislike plastered on her face. "I forgot about that... " She whispered, crossing her arms. "Why didn't you tell me earlier! We just wasted are time doing nothinggg... " She whined, tapping her foot on the tiles below her. "E-eh... sorry. I-I gu-guess you looked to happy to be d-disturbed?" He lied, interlocking his fingers in front of himself. Uraraka stared at her friend for a few more moments before taking a scan around the mall. It took her a few moments to spot what she had intended to find, and when she did she let out a chuckle of delight, the disappointment washed away as quick as it had appeared. "Deku, how about we get some ice cream?" She finally asked with a whole hearted smile, yet as she asked she was already headed into the small, conveniently placed, ice cream shop. Izuku shook his head, a ghost of a smile lingering on his lips.

He felt lucky to have such a energetic friend.

Time skip to Saturday at around 5:30 because it's taken way to fūcking long for the party to come.

Uraraka, Bakugou, And Izuku all sat in Bakugous car. Since it was Bakugous, or well his parents, he sat in the drivers seat. He had a angry scorn on his face; he didn't want to drive Izuku and Uraraka, but Uraraka had practically forced him to saying something along the lines of "I will tell every single person in our school that you held Izuku in your arms if you don't." Of course however, Izuku had no knowledge of that conversation since Uraraka had conveniently chooses to call the explosive blonde when Izuku had left to pack a small bag of belongings for the days he would be away from home. Since Bakugou was not about to get exposed about a situation he still wasn't even comfortable thinking about, he agreed. So now they were stuck in the tension filled car ride to Momos house. Uraraka had taken the passenger seat beside Bakugou since she was worried Izuku would get murdered if he sat in the front, and Izuku took the seat right behind Bakugou. Uraraka had began to play some of the gayest songs she had on her Spotify account, much to Bakugous displeasure. Izuku sat, uncomfortably, his legs twisted together at the ankle, and to both Urarakas and Bakugou surprise he was humming along with the song that had began to play on Urarakas phone. "I wish kinda wish you were gay" by Billie Eilish was what Izuku had began humming to. He wasn't even aware of that fact, he was in his own world, daydreaming while staring intently out the car window, finding comfort as the whizzing blur of green passed the window.

As the song finished, Uraraka clapped dramatically at her friends "performance". Izukus face flushed a deep red as he noticed what he had just done. "I-uh... sorry..." He panicked and sulked deeper into the leather seat, tears of embarrassment rimming his beautiful green eyes. Uraraka huffed, confused. "What do you mean sorry!? I didn't know you listened to music!" She clapped once again, happy that her and her friend had another thing in common. "I-I don't....I don't listen to many songs..." He whispered, still embarrassed. "Ooo! What do you listen to then? Give me your phone!" And with that, she leaned back in the seat, grabbing Izukus bag that had been seated right beside him, in perfect view for Uraraka to easily grab. "Wha- Uraraka!" He desperately tried to grab the bag back, mortified of what Uraraka was about to find. "Come on! It can't be that bad! I mean you've listened to my playlists, and they're like the gayest songs ever! What could get worst then that?" Uraraka laughed, pulling Izukus phone out in triumph. Then she sighed in displeasure. "Dekuuuuuu whats your passworddd?" She looked back at Izuku with big round puppy eyes, practically begging him for a answer. He huffed and crossed his arms, indicating he wasn't going to answer.

"Try 3141592." A sudden deep voice spoke up from the drivers seat. "Or 715420." He added, almost as a side thought. "Actually, scratch that. 451121." The last one made Izuku jump in surprise. "K-Kacchan?" He heard a huff in reply from the front seat. "How...how did you guess that!?" Izuku yelled in confusion. Uraraka at this point was flabbergasted, completely unsure of two things. One, how the blazing hell Bakugou even came up with those numbers, and two, was he correct? From Izukus reaction to the last one, she assumed that Bakugou had guessed correctly. She heard Bakugou let out a short bark of laughter, followed by a grumble of incoherent words. She quickly punched in '451121' into Izukus phone, and with a shrill hell of delight the phone opened to show photo of Izuku as a child, whome was sitting next to what looked to be the child version of the explosive blinds beside her. "OMG YOU GUYS WERE SO FREAKING CUTE AS CHILDREN!" Uraraka squealed, looking at the adorable photo. From the corner of her eye she watched Bakugou slightly turn his head and glance at Izukus wallpaper, his ears turned pink and he snapped his head back to the road after a few seconds. Bakugou, or well, Tiny Bakugou had a large red ball in his tiny grasp, a huge smile covered his face, his red eyes widened with what seemed to be happiness. Tiny Izuku was right beside him, a even wider smile planted on his features, his huge wide green globes showed amazement and also a large amount of happiness. Uraraka squealed again and heard Izuku sigh in defeat from the back seat, she glanced behind at him and giggled at the flustered greenette that lingered in the back seat, curled into a ball, trying to conceal his growing blush.

She moved her eyes to the phone once again and swiped the lock screen away. Only to be greeted with what she believed to be a even cuter picture of the two boys. Both Izuku and Bakugou sat on a carpeted floor, sharing a set of ear buds, Izuku had the left and Bakugou had the right. They seemed to be listening to something and little Bakugou had a red tint to his cheeks. She kicked in delight at the charming picture of the two boys. She watched, once again, as Bakugou glanced at Izukus phone, this time however his when his eyes met the phone his face went a little red and his head snapped back even quicker then before. She giggled and stared lovingly at the sweet photo once again. They just looked so adorable in the photo, she couldn't get enough of it. "Hey pink cheeks, I think if you don't just go to his playlists right now Deku might go into a panic attack and I'm absolutely not dealing with that today." Bakugou stated, not even glancing behind himself. Uraraka peered behind her at Izuku and sure enough, the boy was shaking a bit and his breaths were getting a bit ragged. His face was even redder then before and if Uraraka was being honest, it looked painful. "How did you- you didn't even look behind you!" Uraraka snapped her head at Bakugou, glaring confused daggers at the larger teen. He let out a quiet chuckle and looked side long at Uraraka, then at Izuku. "I've heard that noise," He nodded towards Izukus spot, "So many times, I can immediately tell." And with that, his head went back to the road. Uraraka let a devilish smirk cross her face as she thought of Bakugou helping Izuku through a panic attack. This was all just to adorable for Uraraka to comprehend.

Without another word, Uraraka clicked on Izukus Spotify account. "There Izuku, I'm sorry for looking at your lock screen and Wallpaper, they're really cute picture by the way." She said with a smile and glanced back at Izuku. He had slipped out of his tight ball and now his flustered face was snapped in Urarakas direction. "It's ...fine..." she whispered, letting his head hang down a little. She sighed and clicked on one of Izukus playlists. Immediately "Youth" By daughter began playing.

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"Omg- YESSS!" Uraraka screamed, clapping happily as the song kept playing. Izuku huffed, upset that his personal playlist was being played without his consent. A lot of people wouldn't think that was a big deal but Izuku found it uncomfortable that she was playing it. He loved these songs, yes, but he found some of them a bit embarrassing, at least he found it embarrassing that he listened to them.

Once that song finished, Izuku favorite song began playing. Just because it was Izukus favorite song, doesn't mean it wasn't going to make him any less embarrassed. It also didn't help that his song may or may not be the song that Izuku had told Bakugou when they were in middle school that it reminded him of a song someone had wrote about Bakugou. That didn't help at all. Actually, it made it worst. Wanna know why? Because it was a love song.

And Izuku had listened to it countless times.

What made it even worst was the reason he liked the song so much. He liked it because it reminded him of Bakugou.

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Izuku choked on air and tried to grab the phone from Urarakas grasp. "O-okay oKay I- uh... I think that's enough! Hahahah..." Izuku yelled, taking one last try to grab the phone. Uraraka held it close to her chest though, making it much to awkward for Izuku to grab. "NO! This song is great! Hah, you know what?" DONT say it. PLEASE. Izuku mentally screamed. "It kinda sounds like a song someone would write about Bakugou!" Izuku watched as Bakugou tensed, his ears turned a dark shade of red. "WHAT THE FUCK PINK CHEEKS! No it doesn't!" He yelled, trying to not think to much of to why Izuku had it on his playlist. "Hah! Funny joke Bakugou! Come onnn! It almost sounds like your soulmate wrote it for you! Hahaha! I mean come on, your a asshole!" She yelled in delight, kicking her feet in the air. "Come on Izuku, back me up on this! Doesn't it sound like the song was written for Bakugou?" Izuku gulped, unsure if he should answer truthfully. After a few seconds Izuku gave a small nod. Uraraka giggled, kicking her legs up in the air again.

Bakugou huffed, embarrassed. Oh, Bakugou was NEVER embarrassed. Something about the fact that the green nerd had listened to a song that even HE agreed sounded like it was about Bakugou made Bakugou have some stupid ass fluttery feeling in his chest, it almost hurt. But not in the painful way, it was almost sickening. But it the best way possible. Bakugou almost liked the feeling. Then one of the weirdest thoughts came to Bakugous mind. It was the idea of Izuku singing this to him. Bakugou turned dark red, which in turn got a bark of laughter from the brunette that sat to his right. "You guys are too adorable! AHHH!" She screamed. Bakugou and Izuku both flushed a even deeper shade of red, if that was even possible.

Izuku glanced over at Bakugou, terrified he would see a angry Bakugou. But to his surprise he was met with a bright pink face.

Holy shit

Was Bakugou blushing?

.....

Because of that?

Izuku convered his face in embarrassment and sulked back into his own seat, curling back into his defensive ball. He sighed as another song began to play.

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Izuku grumbled, angry that for once his playlist was playing songs he actually liked. Doesn't help that they were love songs. Extremely fluffy love songs. Even if Izuku was mentally broken almost 3/4 of his life, he still had those days where his old self showed through more. Today seemed to be one of those days, he was glad it was on his birthday. He found himself hoping he would have a good day tomorrow as well, he wanted to be himself for Bakugous birthday. He didn't know why, he just a weird feeling when he thought about how both his self and Bakugou were both going to obtain clues of to whome their soulmates were. It was a mix of dread and excitement, with a bit of hope thrown into the mix. He had no idea why he felt these emotions but he found himself having a fuzzy feeling in his chest when he got them. He shook his head in hopes of shaking off the feeling.

Without noticing it, he once again, began humming the song that was playing. However this time it wasn't "I kinda just wish you were gay" it was "Hello, How are you, my darling? Today, I fall into a pile on the floor. Puppy love is hard to ignore, when everything you do, I do Adore." He hummed in perfect harmony with the music. Uraraka giggled, clapping once again. Izuku stopped quickly, the blush on his face returning. "So-"

"Save it Nerd, we're here." Bakugou stated, smirking.

He liked Izukus singing.

Holy crap this chapter is so bad lmao. It was way to forced, I'm sorry.