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(This is about an hour later; Midoriya had just left)

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Bakugou was... bored, to say the least.

The man hadn't responded in a while, and Midoriya had just left.

He sighed and decided not to just sit around, getting up from his couch and pulling a jacket on. He slipped on some shoes and left his apartment complex.

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He had arrived at the building before he even knew what was going on.

Looking up at the large, black house, memories came to him.

When he was young, and his mother used to push him on the swing set, his father reading to him before bed. When his younger sister begged for him to let her play with him.

He sighed and shoved his hands into the pockets of his jacket, walking past the house before anyone could notice him.

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He eventually made his way back home, noticing the few notifications from Red Riot. He sighed and opened the messages.

"Ah, sorry for not responding! I got a bit busy."

"Anyway, I don't know what type of person you're looking for!"

Bakugou just stared.

What type of person was he looking for?

"Someone that won't treat me like a sex toy. I don't mind being babied, but it's definitely not my favorite thing. I'm mostly only doing this for money to afford college for a few years."

Bakugou was satisfied with his response.

"Well, I guess that kinda helps.. I'll just describe myself the best I can then!"

"I personally think that I'm annoying. I talk a lot, I'm pushy.. so yeah.. erm, I'm very positive most of the time and I just want to spoil someone as if they were my own.."

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The two talked for hours before Bakugou realized what time it was.

"Shit, it's like midnight here. Gotta go. Bye Red."

"The name's Kirishima! It's been nice talking with you. Have a good night. 💕"

Bakugou hesitated before responding with a heart of his own.

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