~16~

Bakugo POV

I leaned against the wall in the hallway outside my classroom, still trying to process what exactly was about to happen.

It wasn't just the thought of Deku and I going on a date together that shocked me, but the fact that Deku was the one to ask me out first.

In fact, going out with him seemed like the natural thing to do, since we both admitted our feelings to each other already.And yet, for some reason it bothered me to think that Deku was the one who did the first move, the one who mastered the courage first.

Obviously, I couldn't let it go unnoticed. I planned to use this date to show him that he isn't the only one who can initiate things in our relationship. I too, can make him blush and feel like a total mess while keeping my cool.I too, can-

My flow of thoughts was disturbed by the green haired boy that walked out of the classroom. "Sorry for the delay" he flashed an apologetic, melt-hearting smile towards me.

"W-whatever" I mumbled and shifted my gaze.

Maybe it'll be harder than I thought.

"Shall we go?" he asked, forcing me to fight back a smile at his too obvious attempts to make his voice sound normal.

I nodded and started to walk beside him, tucking my hands in my pants pockets. "Have you thought about where we'll go?" I asked.

"Y-yes..." he started to talk as we strode out of the building and past the entrance gate."At first I thought we should watch a movie, since it seems like something people usually do on their first..." he looked at me, pronouncing the next word a bit more carefully- "date". As he said that, his cheeks flushed red and he looked away.

"But then" he continued, "I came to conclusion that it's a cliché." I looked at him, raising an eyebrow with confusion. "I mean, we go to the movies in almost every fanfic. So I thought we should do something different. I searched online and found nice places to play bowling or go ice skating or-"

"No" I interrupted him bluntly, "It sounds boring, I won't do that".The moment those simple words left my mouth, Deku's face immediately darkened. His smile disappeared and he looked down to the ground. His grip around the straps of his bag tightened as he said: "yeah, you are right... I'm sorry..."

I cursed myself.The realization of what I just said hit me like a rock, crushing my heart. It was an automatic respond. Although I did thought that bowling and ice skating were boring, I didn't mean to say it in a way that would upset him. Especially not now, of all times.

Shit, why am I like this?

"I mean, we can do it later... maybe." I tried to repair the damage I did. I hated to do it, but I hated the feeling that Deku's sad face gave me even more. "But why don't we eat something before that?" I suggested instead, searching his face for a sign of agreement. I wasn't hungry, but hopefully he will forget about wanting to go there after we eat.

He lifted his gaze from the ground and smiled at me, his usual gleam shining again in his eyes.

"Okay, let's go eat something" he said.

It was rather easy to cheer him up.

Midoriya POV

Kacchan thinks that bowling and ice skating are boring.

Noted.

That was weird. Way too weird.Kacchan was actually trying to be considerate of me, and he didn't call me a nerd for a whole seven minutes.

I could see he struggled to find words to say, but honestly I didn't care where we will go or what we will be doing. I was caught off guard when he rejected my ideas so fast, especially since I spent some very long hours contemplating about them. But there was nothing in the universe that could make me feel upset while I'm on a date with him.

That was a dream that could never come true, a fantasy you never dare to say out loud. And yet we were walking together, only a couple of centimeters away from each other, on our way to eat somewhere, because we were on a date.

A date.

A date.

I tightened my grip around the straps of my bag in order to avoid screaming out my joy.

Kacchan asked me where would I prefer to eat. A gesture of courtesy he probably offered me only because of his previous so called 'mistake'.

But at that moment, food was the last thing I could think of. I felt like inside my stomach was a roller coaster, twisting and twirling, turning my guts upside down.I couldn't eat anything even if I wanted to.

But of course I didn't tell that to Kaccchan. I already messed up bringing up ideas that he found boring, so I had to at least find a nice place to eat in.

I'll admit that at first I thought we could eat pork cutlet bowls, but then I realized that eating in my favorite place when I don't even plan to eat isn't such a wise decision.

Where should we eat?

It wasn't a complicated question, but my mind went blank and I couldn't come up with any answer. Not that I could blame myself, when Kacchan's red eyes stared at me, I was barely able to think at all.

"I will search recommendations for good restaurants in the internet" I said and stopped walking. It was the safest option. All I had to do was to point out restaurants that received good reviews, and let Kacchan choose the one he liked the most.

I took my phone out of my bag and unlocked it, smiling to myself with satisfaction for the way I managed to evade choosing the restaurant myself.

But my wonderful plan crumbled to my feet as Kacchan stepped closer to me in order to look at my phone.

Too close. Too close. Too close.

I scolded myself for not considering all the possible outcomes of this decision. Now he was close enough for me to feel his breath. Close enough for me to understand that if I'll turn my head just a little bit to the right I'll be facing him. Our eyes will meet. And if in that moment I'll move my head a little forward, not more than a couple of centimeters but just enough to close the gap between us...I could...We could...Kacchan and I could...

"What are you thinking about?" My ear tickled when he spoke. "Nothing" I said way too fast. "I was just reading the reviews" I felt my face heating up. My hands were sweaty and my body was heavy. I couldn't move. I couldn't look at him.

His voice was confused when he said: "but you still didn't type anything"

I blinked, turning my focus back to the screen. My fingers were frozen above the keyboard, I really didn't type anything yet. My mouth went dry, there was simply nothing I could say to get myself out of this situation. "Oh, oops" I mumbled quietly and tried to laugh. It is clearly needless to explain how horribly unnatural and stiff that laugh was.

If people could die from embarrassment, I would have died right there and then.

I have never saw Kacchan this confused before. He looked at me, a little bit shocked and completely unable to understand why was I laughing like a psychopath.I guess I looked like I was going mad.

"Are you even hungry?" He questioned me with a still very confused expression.I scratched the back of my head, avoiding his eyes. "Actually... Not so much" I admitted shyly.

He growled impatiently while his shocked expression turned into an annoyed one. "You could have just said so!" He stepped away from me and started to walk again."I'm sorry..." I replied, trying to adjust my walking speed to his own.

"Stop apologizing, nerd" he growled again, looking at me from the corner of his eye. "Sorr... I mean, okay" I hurried to correct myself and smiled. Our date has just begun, but I already embarrassed myself way too much.

Fortunately Kacchan broke the awkward silence between us, asking how I did on our last exam. And from that starting point, we surprisingly managed to have a serious conversation. We talked mostly about school and our training, but other topics could wait a while.

Until we'll be more comfortable around each other.

I remembered wanting to ask him about our relationship status. Since I wasn't even sure if I could call him my boyfriend.

But, I realized, it didn't matter. I may have been confused, but at the end of the day we were soulmates.Our relationship will progress and things will become clearer whether I want it or not.

And oh, how much I wanted it.

Bakugo POV

My hands felt hot and it wasn't because of my quirk.

I took them out of my pockets, hoping that the wind will cool them a bit. But it didn't. We were talking for quite a long time, and even though at first the conversation flowed pretty naturally, now I was about to run out of ideas of how to keep the conversation alive.

I turned my head to look at him. He moved his hands while explaining something to me, but I lost track of what he was saying.His eyes were glowing with excitement, the wind blowed his hair gently and I was struggling not to send my hand to catch his. That would be weird, I told myself. Doing such a thing would be embarrassing, and it doesn't suit me at all.

"Oh, wait a second" Deku suddenly stopped walking, pulling me out of my stupid thoughts. He took out his phone and smiled apologetically. "My mom texted me" he said, but didn't add a 'sorry'. Which made me, for some unknown reason, feel satisfaction. As if I was proud of him doing progress.

I only waited three seconds before I saw the disappointment covering his face. "She needs my help at home" he said without trying to hide the sadness in his voice.

I looked around me. We walked a long way while talking, but we weren't so far away from his house. "Then I'll walk you home" I said, trying to sound casual. But the truth is, something felt off. I won't lie and say that it wasn't nice to walk around the city with him and talk about whatever we talked about. But something was missing. Parting ways with him now felt wrong.

"Okay" he turned around and started to walk in the direction of his house before he added a more silent "thank you".

Yet something still felt wrong.Even when we talked, even when we stayed silent and the silence was rather comfortable than awkward- I was still feeling uneasy.

Was it because I wanted to keep talking to him? Maybe, but something inside me didn't agree with this explanation completely.

No matter how I thought about it, I couldn't understand why I felt pressured.

What is wrong with me? What do I want?

I tried to ignore it, but that fucking feeling refused to go away. If anything, it was actually getting stronger as we got closer to Deku's house.

Annoying. Annoying. Annoying.

I gave up on the false attempts to get rid of that pressure, and instead focused on making sure my feelings won't be visible on my face.

But the inevitable came sooner than expected, and we found ourselves standing in front of the entrance to his building.

"U-uh... well..." Deku mumbled."Goodbye... I guess" he said and looked up at me, a faint blush covered his cheeks and made his freckles look much more adorable than it should be allowed.

And suddenly, just like that, I knew what was bothering me all this time. It wasn't the fact that our little date was over, but the fact that it was over before I...

"Yes, goodbye" I said and stepped closer to him. I hated the feeling of my heart pounding so fast, hated the excitement that rushed through my body like electricity.

"But before that" I added and raised my hands slowly, staring at Deku's eyes as they opened widely when I cupped his face in my hands.

It didn't suit me at all, and I knew I would probably spend the next night cursing myself for doing such an embarrassing thing, but I couldn't help myself.

I looked down at the amazingly red face I held in my hands."K-Kacchan..?" He barley breathed out as I leaned down to kiss every single one of his adorable freckles.

He was mine.

Midoriya POV

Did my heart stopped beating or was it beating so fast I couldn't tell the difference?

What is happening?

Kacchan's warm hands cupped my face, and since I was too busy reminding myself how to breath, I wasn't able to determine whether he was really getting closer to me or whether it was my imagination.

But when his lips met my skin, I knew it wasn't my imagination- because it was a thousand times better than it.

Every spot he kissed desperately tingled to feel more of him as he moved on to the next one.Making me forget how to talk, forget where we were, forget how anything in the world felt.The only thing left to remember was the touch of his lips on my face, covering it thoroughly with a soft yet confident trail of kisses. Well, almost thoroughly.

When he slowly pulled away from me, I could see in his eyes that his actions surprised him as much as they surprised me, if not more.He didn't say anything, nor did he made any attempt to kiss me again. But his hands didn't move, and his stare was locked in mine.

I stood still, afraid to move and ruin the moment. And as the seconds flew by, it was obvious that Kacchan felt the same. No words could fit in that small space between us, nothing could. Even the air separating us felt off place.

I couldn't waste that moment, I couldn't let him get away with kissing me all over my face except from one spot. Especially not when that spot was the one that wanted to taste him the most.

While gathering all the courage I had in my body, I did what I wanted to do for a very, very long time.

I kissed him.At first it was a very soft, hesitant kiss- that could have ended in seconds if Kacchan's hands weren't preventing me from pulling away. But they did, and as he leaned down and deepened the kiss, it became much more passionate.I had no idea what I was doing, all I knew was that it felt wonderful. Addictive. I could kiss him for hours and days and never get tired of it. I could get drunk on the taste of his lips.

My hands found their way to the back of his neck, and I could feel his hair between my fingers. I couldn't help but wonder how I lived my life for so long without experiencing it before. How was I able to enjoy anything at all when I never knew how amazing it felt to be surrounded by Kacchan's warmth? How could I live all this time without realizing how perfectly his lips fitted to mine?My mouth formed a smile I didn't bother to hide.

I was the luckiest man alive.

—-END—-

Hello there, my dear readers. I'm truly sorry for making you wait for so long, especially because it's the last chapter. I won't bore you with reasons and excuses for my late update, but I wanted to thank you for all the votes and the kind comments that motivated me to write the last part of the plot I thought of ... Wow, was it really one year ago?

Anyway, thank you for being so patient with me >< I hope you loved this chapter and this story in general :)

Goodbye! (W-what?  N-no. I'm not crying)

---Update: Pssttt *whispering* I wrote another bnha fanfic, and it has... multiple endings? *shrugs* anyway, would you give it a try? ---