coffee shop: cursed_uwu
soulmate au: kawaii_cupcake_69

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"Why're you looking so sad Bakublue?" My co-worker and self proclaimed "friend", Denki Kaminari, asked as he peeked over his cubicle.

"Go away," I muttered irritably, banging my keyboard in an attempt to reply to an email. "It's none of your business."

Pikachu pouted then disappeared and called out, "You don't have to be so mean!"

I scoffed and turned back to my screen to finish up work. But today, my brain is absolutely fried. It annoys me, sure, but I can't help it. For the past few weeks, my mind has been clogged with visions of something, or should I say, someone. They happen at random times of the day. Some right in the morning, some during lunch, and some when I go to bed.

In those visions I always see a man with a silhouette of distinguished spiked hair. His face was blurred but his smile always clear, bright, and radiating. What was my relation to him? I'm uncertain. But nonetheless, in those "dreams", we're always together. One time, we were sitting beside each other on this cliff, it was a brief memory, a flash almost. They're all like that. Just a flash and nothing more.

However this morning, this particular vision was different. It wasn't like that date on the cliff or walking on a beach, it was something much more haunting than that. From what I recalled, we were crossing a street of some sort. He walked slightly behind me, when suddenly a flash of green and headlights came into view. My vision was rushed, almost as if I had been pushed. As I fell forward there was a thud behind me, with the additional shrill screams as the scene faded to black.

For the whole day I've been thinking about it, the whole day I've been distressing over this tiny vision that could only be a mere delusion. I take off my glasses and bury my face into my hands with a groan. This is all fake, it's just some weird fantasy I have. It's not real.

I feel a tap on my shoulder.

"Bakugou! It's lunch break, we're going to Aizawa's Cat Cafe, wanna come with?" Ashido, my other co-worker and so called "friend" appeared, holding up four kitten coupons. "Shinsou managed to steal some from the old man and let us keep it!"

"Come on, we want that cute little face of yours!" Sero, another annoying "friend", cooed.

I roll my eyes. "Leave me alone, I'm tired."

"Wahh, you said that yesterday~" Denki whined. "Come on, we'll even order you some coffee!"

That could be nice... Wait, what am I saying, I need alone time to get this Shitty Haired bastard off my mind.

I start to get up and take my coat off the chair. "I don't have time to think about that right now."

Mina pulled out her phone and swiped for a while before holding it up to my face. "Does that mean I have to tell Mrs. Wuffles you don't have time to think about her?"

Mrs. Wuffles is the most. fucking. adorable. kitten on the entire planet. In the photo she was playing with the stuffed grenade toy I gave her on my last visit.

Damn it.

"Let's get a move on then," I finally oblige, and to my disgust, wrapped into a group hug.

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PIKACHU //
Hi bakuboob we're at the cafe
I know you're in the bathroom at the office still
Probably taking a fat shit nice one 😎
Buttttt
We forgot to pick up your coffee :,)
Maybe you could go pick it up?
Pwetty Pwease?
★~(◡﹏◕✿)
daddy
please

ME //
seen 13:15

Sometimes, I want to commit murder. This, being a perfect, no, flawless example of why.

After I shoved my phone back into my coat pocket I head outside to be greeted by the chilly air slapping me in my face. For the past week it had been the transition from Autumn to Winter. I have to admit, I liked winter back home, but here in Tokyo, it sucks harder than an anteater sucking ants up with it's nosedick.

With a frustrated sigh, I start walking to the Coffee Shop a few crosswalks away. I wait with the busy crowd, watching the cars pass by. And for a moment, there it was again. Another flash.

My head throbs as a scene plays in my head, blurry and bright. I was sitting upright my gaze was fixated on the guy, laying on black pavement covered in blood. His body was limp but nevertheless turned his head to look into my direction. Slowly, a small smile painted his lips.

"GAH!"

I gasp, blinking my eyes open. I'm still leaning against the stoplight and still surrounded by a crowd. I shake my head with a weak laugh. Why would I, of all people get hurt? That's stupid.

The pedestrian traffic light turned on and I was whisked onto the streets. Right, I have to focus on getting the coffee, that's the main objective

After successfully making it to the Coffee Shop, I patted myself on the back. I push open the door and was greeted with the smell of well, coffee, what else?

The idiots sent their orders through text, so I checked the messages once again while waiting in line. When the person in front of me walked away from the counter, I was greeted by a blinding light.

"Hello~! Welcome! How might I help you today?" the barista asked as he tapped something on the register. He had red hair that was spiked up in the most monstrous way possible, ripped arms, tan skin, and a sharp canines that sparkled in his toothy grin.

"I'll have three regular iced coffees and one double shot expresso," I say as I start to pull out my wallet.

"Alright! That'll be 1400... yen..." He trails off.

I look up at him with a quirked brow. But as I did, the two of us made unbreakable (not to mention awkward) eye contact. I stared into his crimson red eyes as he stared into mine. My head began to throb just like it did during visions, only much louder now. What the hell was going on?

I quickly took the money out of my wallet and slid it over the counter, muttering out my name for him to put on the cup. I found an empty window seat and sat, looking outside the window anxiously. My eyes scanned the bustling city, and landed on one spot. No. God no. It couldn't be.

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"For Bakugou? Is there a Bakugou here? Three regular iced c-"

"Thanks," I say barely a whisper as I scoop up my tray from the pickup counter. Hurriedly I go outside and run. I have to get out of here and off the streets.

If it hadn't been clearer to me earlier it was definitely was now. I remembered in my vision this morning a certain car, a bright green one to be more specific. And that car is driving through these very streets. I'm not 100% sure, but only an idiot would think of going there, and I'm certainly not an idiot.

As I'm waiting at the post for the pedestrian signal to light up, I pull out my phone and text the others, saying I'll be there in a few minutes. They respond with spamming hot and bothered emojis and right then I absolutely wanted to throw my phone to the solid pavement.

Regaining composure, I put my phone away and take a breath. Remember what they told you in anger management Katsuki, remember. Just as I take a step onto the road I hear a voice call my name. Did one of those brats follow me or—?

"Bakugou! Ha, was it?" the shitty hairdo boy, or the barista from earlier somehow ran up behind me, heaving heavy breaths.

Why the hell is he here? I stare at him in confusion until I noticed a drink in his hand.

"My double shot expresso..." I mumble under my breath.

He looked up with his once again toothy grin. "Here's your order!" the barista hands me my drink, and I reluctantly take it.

"Why did you... come all this way to give me my order?" I ask, furrowing my brows.

He smiled smugly once again and shrugged. "I want to make my customers happy, even if it means chasing them into a busy road!"

The barista started to laughed to himself, and I began to wonder if I had encountered a lunatic. But then again, why am I smiling as well? Not to mention this sense of warmth in my cheeks, and the familiarity behind it.

"Thanks, I—"

I want to continue but my body freezes up. Those butterflies and sparks I felt a few seconds ago are gone. My eyes shot open, widening more and more as everything in the past 24 hours hits me like a ton of bricks.

Before another thought could cross my mind, a green approaches hastily, headlights shining in my vision.

I whip my head around to finally, look, at the barista.

How did I not notice it before? The familiarity in his laugh, smile, and not to mention his shitty hair. I'm not an idiot, and unfortunately nor am I total genius. But would I ever forget a silhouette of a person I've seen for weeks and weeks. The silhouette that has kept me up all night. The silhouette of a person I've made memories with, even if they might've been a make believe fantasy. And now that silhouette is here, right in front of me. I can't let him die, not like before at least.

Time resumed, moving quicker than I thought it would. Reaching out my hands I lunge forward and push.

The coffee tray drops.

A shrill scream.

And then, darkness.

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And then, light.

I wake up.

Well, would you even call it "waking up"?

It was as if I had woken up in my own subconscious.

Was I in Heaven? Hell? I was certain I had died, not long ago. Everything remained unclear as I took a look around.

I was sitting on a cliff, basking in the orange sunset. The sky was hazy, and warm, and the clouds scattered about. I recognized this place immediately; the forest at the bottom, the rocks beneath, and the person sitting next to me. Except...

"I can see you," I say, barely in a whisper.

The silhouette had faded and in place there sat the barista. His vibrant red spiked up hair, scar above right eye, bronzed hue, now apparent. I examine his features as he laughs, his smile ever so bright.

"Yes, yes you can," he replied with a softened expression.

We both look off into the sunset in comfortable silence. Being together felt so natural, the butterflies in my stomach doing a marathon. My head felt like mush and my heart would thump. I hadn't noticed until now our fingers had intertwined, mine sweaty as hell from the nerves.

"So," I start, eyes still forward. "What happens now?"

He's quiet for a moment.

But then he turns his gaze towards me and smiles.

"Whatever you want to happen."

Slightly confused I quirk my brow up. He just laughs once more and turns back to the sun.

"Wake up, Bakugou."

"Huh?"

Quickly he starts disappearing in front of me, smile still permanent as he stares into the distance. Along with him, everything did as well. Desperately I reach out my hands, attempting to save that last thought, memory, or dream. But by the time I try to call out, my whole vision was filled with nothingness.

But.

There's a voice.

"WAKE UP BAKUGOU!"

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"WAKE UP BAKUGOU! PLEASE! YOU'VE GOT T—"

"Ugh..." I grumble. Who the hell is making that noise?

"EH!? DOCTORS! NURSES! ANYONE!? MY FRIEND'S AWAKE! HELP!" a loud voice yells frantically as I hear footsteps thump around.

Annoyed, I slowly squint open my eyes.

It's the redhead.

"Oi!" I call out causing him to whip his head around. "C'mere."

"Uh, right!" He immediately nods, pulling a chair up next to my bed. "I, uh, your friends came by a few hours ago! They left some gifts on the ta—"

My lips formed a thin line. With one hand I reach and feel for his cheek, a little stubble, but he was in fact real. I brushed my fingers over his lids, his scar above his eye, his lips. He wasn't this fantasy, he was right in front of me.

"Um... what're you-"

"Sunset, cliff, beach."

"Huh?"

"I'm glad you aren't some demon haunting my dreams."

I frown as his face scrunches up in confusion. For a second, I thought I had mistaken him for the wrong person due to the drawn out silence.

"Bakugou?"

"Hey Shitty Hair."

But as he tackled me in a hug, his tears staining my hospital gown, I knew that I had not been mistaken. The silhouette in my dreams was in my arms and I would never, ever let go.

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2178 words

This has been long overdue, I know, I know and I'm sorry. I tried doing requests but I got frustrated on how they turned out. So I took a step back and tried working on my other stories. After some time I came back here to complete this idea I had a month ago. My interests have changed sort of but I still love BNHA, I guess I've just got out of it. Nonetheless, I'll try to finish everyone's requests. I've started most of them and I have a long list of overdue ones.

Anyways, this oneshot was kinda wack and the ending was rushed! It's sort of interconnected with the whole sunset and Kiri's kid oneshot from a long time ago. Yeah, I still can't get over that universe lololol,,

I've also caught up to the manga DONT SPOIL YALL and like I'm scared for ___ :,)

But yeah, have a great day/evening everyone!