Bakugo POV

I don't know what I was thinking, falling deep into the Abiss that love is. The ache I feel in my heart, the heat in my face, no ability to speak properly, and of course I know it's not ever going to be mutual. I hate it, I hate me. Why him. It's always him, but why? 

"Heh...who knows... you know" a light warming smile spreads across his face. He may be alone in this but he doesn't care... he loves him and nothing can change that.