(Song: Lukas Graham - Off To See The World)

(Y/N's P.O.V.)

My sandals slap the dirt path gently as I make my way to the gazebo. My breath can barely stay in my lungs for more than a second as I run, my lips in the shape of a wide grin. The paper I brought is clutched in my hand, almost being crushed by the pressure I put on it. As soon as I break into the clearing, I spot Bakugou standing against the side, staring into the distance. I shout his name loudly, catching his attention. Before he reacts to anything, I jump at him and wrap my arms around him, laughing gleefully. "Oh, Blondie, I have awesome news!" I squeal, my arms still locked around him.

"Oi! Get the hell off, Y/N!" Bakugou growls, pushing against my head. "Before I set you on fire!"

"Sorry!" I laugh, releasing him. "I'm just so happy!" I grin.

"What the fuck's got you so excited?!" He asks breathlessly, brushing off his tank top. I notice a paper sticking out of his pocket.

"I--I did it!" I cheer, shoving my letter in his face. He steps backwards and grabs the paper, reading it slowly. His crimson eyes widen slightly.

"This--" He starts, looking from the paper to me and back to the paper again. "This is from U.A.--"

"I got accepted, Blondie!" I burst happily, jumping up and down. "I got accepted into U.A.!" He stands there for a moment, a mix of confusion, surprise, and disgust on his face.

"What's that look for, Red-Eyes?" I ask, tilting my head. He whips out the paper in his pocket, shoving it in my face. I blow a raspberry and take it out of my face to properly read it. It takes me a moment to process what I'm seeing, so I read it again to make sure. "Wha--Bakugou, this is a--"

"Is this some sort of joke?" He snaps. "Did you do this on purpose?! Are you serious?!" He raises his hands, small explosions going off in his palms.

"Woah, woah, what do you mean?" I ask.

"Did you join the same damn school as me on purpose?!" He spits, taking a step forwards. "To humiliate me?!"

"Oh...!" I sigh in realization. Putting my hands on his, I lower them manually and smile. "Blondie, hell no! It's just coincidence! I started the reccomendation process way before I met you, when I first moved back here! I swear, ask my father." I chuckle. Bakugou seems hesitant at first, but eventually sighs and asks,

"Do you fucking promise?"

"Would I lie to my best friend?" I ask, holding up my pinky finger.

"...No." He growls, locking his finger with mine.

"There you go! Besides, this'll be fun! Imagine it, we get to train as heroes, together! This is gonna be great!" I cheer. "Speaking of which, I was just gonna go mail my letter. Wanna come with?" I ask, nudging his arm. He shrugs. Nodding, I skip out of the gazebo and across the field, Bakugou following closely behind me.

When we get on the sidewalks, we begin to chat.

"Hey, Bakugou, why do you wanna be a hero?" I ask, looking up at him. He smirks, something I haven't seen him do in a while.

"So I can be rich and famous. So I can be  number one, better than All Might himself." He grins, crossing his arms in front of him. I grin.

"I know you'll achieve it. I mean, you're really awesome, Blondie! And I'll be alongside you! We'll be the number one and number two heroes!" I punch my fist into the air. "That is a promise--" Before I can finish my sentence, someone slams into me, causing me to loose my balance and fall to the ground. "Ow! Hey!" I groan, looking at the culprit.

"Watch where you're going, dipshit!" He yells over his shoulder, walking away without a care.

"Wha-"

"Hey, Asshole!" Bakugou yells, storming after him. He catches up fairly quickly, grabbing the guy by his shirt collar and holding up his hand, explosions going off in his hand. "Your ass better apologize right fucking now or I'll blow your entire body to pieces, you son of a bitch!" The man shakes  fiercely as he holds up his hands, whimpering apologetics in my direction. Bakugou, satisfied, drops the man.

"If you ever try anything like that again, I'll make sure the last thing you see will be my fucking foot, you got it?!" He points his finger in the guy's face. The man, terrified, nods and scurries away from the angry blonde.

Bakugou walks back over to me and holds out his hand, which I graciously take. He helps me to my feet and continues walking, leaving me speechless. When I finally muster enough courage to do so, I say, "Bakugou, thank you... That was awesome!"

"Don't get fucking used to it. Guys like that are scum of the earth, and he was in your way," Bakugou huffs, shoving his hands in his pockets. I smile and look to the ground in front of me, my cheeks flushed a light red. Soon, we arrive at his mailbox, where he stuffs his letter inside and turns the flag up. We continue walking to my house.

"Hey, Blondie?" I ask, pulling out my phone. "What's your number? I wanna text you." He pulls out his phone as well, tapping the screen for a moment or two before shoving the screen in my face.

"Oh! Thanks!" I giggle, grabbing his phone. I begin to run, his phone in my hand. "Catch me if you can, Red-Eyes!"

"Wha--Hey! Get the fuck back here, you brat!" He growls, running after me. I laugh and pick up my pace, wind whipping through my hair. He shouts my name, his footsteps getting closer. My laughter grows louder. Suddenly, I feel a hand grab my wrist and spin me around, pinning me against the fence beside us. "Give me the phone." Bakugou breaths, holding out his hand.

"Ah, nope!" I giggle, dropping the device in my bra. "Can't touch this!" I stick out my tongue.

"Oi!" He snaps. "Give it!" Tiny explosions go off in his palm as he raises it towards me.

"You don't scare me, Blondie!" I grin, crossing my arms. "Besides, you wouldn't anyways, I'm your best friend!"

Bakugou sighs, lowering his head. "What do you want?" He asks lowly, cheeks flushed red.
"You know me so well!" I clap my hands together. "A selfie! Then you can have your phone." I smirk.

"Hell. No." He snaps.

"Oh, fine then, I guess your phone forever stays in my bra!" I tease, placing my hands on my hips.

"Wh--Ugh... Fine!" He growls. "I don't do good pictures, though."

"I don't care! Now..." I open up my camera and hold it up before realizing Bakugou's height difference. "Ah, shit..." I hiss, pouting slightly. Rolling his eyes, Bakugou snatches my phone and holds it up. I grin and lean against his shoulder, holding a peace sign close to my face. My tail sways back and forth like that of an excited puppy. My phone makes a shutter sound as he clicks the red button, capturing the moment. I grin and take my phone, checking to make sure the photo is okay. 

"It's perfect! Thanks, Blondie!" I grin.

Taking his phone out of my bra, I open it up. "One more thing." He sighs as I type in his phone number and save him as a contact. "Okay, here." He takes his phone back and shoves it into his pocket with a huff.

"Alright, let's go mail my letter!" I cheer, skipping down the sidewalks.

(A/N) 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BAKUGOUUU!

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Publishing date:

April 20th, 2019