happy vday! im feeling sorta sad that im alone but its alright, you guys are plenty of support and love. i love all of you who take the time to read my stuff every day! much love, support, and gratitude to you guys

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You knocked on his door, fumbling with your sweatshirt nervously.

No answer.

For a moment you contemplated leaving and just forgetting the idea you'd even formed in your head in the first place, but angrily sighed, before pushing the door open.

"Hey, Blasty!" You cheered, closing the door behind you as you stumbled in to see Bakugo reading on his bed. He jolted at the sound of my voice, anger bubbling in his chest as he looked up to see you, on today... of all days.

"Who the fuck said you could come in?!" Bakugo yelled, groaning as he put his book over his face. You smiled when he couldn't see, sitting down beside him on the bed.

"Check out all this stuff I got for Valentines Day!" You ignored his remark, yawning for a moment before dropping a few bags of chocolate and stuffed-animals onto his desk. For a split second the boy was silent, staring at the bags before rolling his eyes and laying down again.

"Denki got a few chocolates, suprisingly! He doesn't know who they're from. And Mineta got absolutely nothing; which makes sense...." You said, leaning on his pillow as Bakugo watched you rambled.

He stared rather quietly for a change, watching as your ponytail swung with your head movements, a chuckle coming out of your mouth as you reminisced the face Denki made when he was given chocolates.

"You came into my room to tell me this dumb shit?" He was quieter now, his words muffled by the book over his face. Bakugo removed the object, looking at you with a grimace as you scratched your chin, shrugging.

But of course, you knew why you were there.

"Did you get any~?" You hummed, arching an eyebrow. He hesitated, sinking into his mattress. You took the moment to look around, noticing how dark it was. The only thing illuminating his bedroom was the window that was open, letting a calm, however humid, draft into the dormitory.

"No, of course not." Bakugo mumbled, looking down at the ground. You almost felt bad for a moment, wondering if this was how he spent Valentines Day every single year.

"Want my shit?" You asked, nudging yourself towards the desk full of presents and treats. Bakugo glanced between you and the gifts as you reclined in the bed, putting your feet over his. It caught him off-guard for a moment, before he shook his head.

"I don't want any of your 'pity' chocolate, (Y/N)." He said, a puff of air exiting his mouth. It sounded... like a scoff. But quieter, and less angry.

You exhaled, trying to get yourself to slightly calm down. A tiny blush spread as you took a bag out of your sweatshirt pocket, handing it to him.

"At least... take this one...?" You asked, as he took it in his hands. Bakugo rotated it, silent.

Bakugo almost laughed; it had a pattern of explosions and grenades. He admitted to himself that it was hilarious, reading the tag.

From: (Y/N).

"What the hell is this?" Bakugo asked in a bluff manner, startling you. Your cheeks reddened in mortification, as you waved your hands like Iida would.

"Ch-Ch-Chocolates?" He kept wavering, averting his gaze from you to the goodie-bag, and back. It went like that for a bit, his stare going between you and the gift.

It almost gave you a stroke, to be quite honest.

Your heart pittered and pattered as though there was no air for your lungs to breathe.

Just reject me already. You thought solemnly, closing your eyes as though preparing to flinch.

"Damn, this bag is ugly." Bakugo remarked, before putting the bag on his night-stand. You almost sighed out loud; he took the bag!!!

You couldn't help but stare, face red as a tomato while relief rushed through your veins.

"What are you staring for? It's mine, isn't it?" Bakugo inquired, eyebrows furrowing as he rested his chin on his two hands and tilted his head towards you.

"Yes...?" The answer came out as a confused mumble, and Bakugo was unspeaking for a moment before looking back up at you with a blank expression.

"Alright, now get the fuck ou-"

The door was slammed on you, leaving you in the halls of the dormitory all alone.

"He didn't reject it..." You almost squealed like a child, feeling embarrassed that you did so as you scuffled back to your room in a flustered heap.

"FUUUCK!" Bakugo waited for a moment to hear you run off, before screaming almost in agony.

His cheeks were definitely redder then yours.

Katsuki covered his face, trying to calm himself down. The gift he'd received was from you of all people; his crush.

For some reason he was... mad that he was flustered like this. It was a strange, unwelcoming emotion he did not particularly enjoy feeling.

He gritted his teeth as he sighed, not knowing what to do as he looked down at the bag.

Bakugo shakily opened it, observing the chocolates inside.

"Homemade...?" He muttered, lifting the chocolate up and into his mouth.

The sweet was... spicy.

Bakugo laughed, letting his dimples show for the rarest moment as he grinned, shaking his head.

"Stupid (Y/N)..."

"Thanks."

(after he eats the chocolate)

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bakugo leaves to the grocery store late at night, spending practically hours looking for the perfect chocolate for you. however he can't find one and just bakes you a little heart that says "fuck you" on it. you accepted it while snorting, thanking him with a flustered peck on the cheek. the poor boy almost blew your face off.

the end!