《|| BNHA Imagines ||》Bakugo Katsuki || Let's Fly.
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this chapter is a symbolism towards how i feel about this book, in it's own way. enjoy, my dear readers
inspired by the song rocketeer. i liked the carefree tone :)
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"You... what?" Bakugo found himself stumbling over his own words for the first time in almost years, simply baffled by your quirk.
After almost a year of being in 1-A for Bakugo, you'd transferred in out of nowhere, and it rocked his world to be quite honest of him. You had such a unique quirk and fighting skill that he'd actually... felt by you.
"I can fly~!" You exclaimed, hips jutting out as you placed a hand on your side excitedly. He was silent for a moment; he'd never met anyone who could fly. Does she have wings? He wondered, simply perplexed. As far as Bakugo could see, there were no wings attached to your body, or anything else that could propel you to fly.
"H-How the fuck?" He asked rather bluntly after a moment of simply pondering and staring at you blankly. You tugged on your skirt for a moment, chewing on your gum before looking up at him again with a cheeky little smile.
"Well, my wings are invisible so you can't see them. My quirk is inherited by my mother, who has wings, and my father, who can turn parts of his body invisible in intervals. I'm the product of the two of them, basically." You said, flashing a thumbs-up.
Bakugo was truly flustered.
"Show me?"
"...Sure, why not."
You looked over upon the district surrounding U.A. before glancing back at Bakugo. His mouth was dry, and words couldn't manage to come out even if he wanted them too.
There was a gentle breeze wafting over you both as you stood upon the edge of your dormitory's roof.
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"The breeze is nice today..." You hummed, inhaling and closing your eyes before opening your arms. You turned around, looking at Bakugo as you stood in a pose that recreated the letter T.
"Hop on!"
You smiled, before leaning over the edge, and falling.
Your body fell further and further from Bakugo, descending to the ground ever-so quickly. For a moment, he was shell-shocked before realizing what was happening.
He looked over the edge at your quickly plummeting body, hesitating for a moment before...
Jumping.
The wind hit his face like a bunch of bricks as he flew closer to your body. He was freaking out internally, praying to whatever god was out there that he'd survive this mess.
He eventually got close enough to reach you as you both plummeted, and grabbed your torso tightly.
"Fucking fly, dumbass! We're gonna die!!!" He yelled angrily through the swift winds passing their heads at rapid speeds, looking at you with widened eyes and a frown.
The wind was almost so violent that his eyes watered. They stung like hell.
"Fly? Alright!" You hummed, before taking off. Bakugo felt both relieved and surprised when the two of you stopped falling instantly.
Bakugo had never been so scared in his damn life.
He was clinging onto your waist so tight that his arms here beginning to become sore. You were the only thing stopping the boy from dropping onto the pavement below and splattering.
He was shitting himself.
The ground below him and you had disappeared in an instant. The two of you began gliding across the sky, as you couldn't help but to squeal with exhilaration. This was much different from when you'd flew around the city by yourself. Much, much different.
"HOLY FUCK!" He couldn't contain the adrenaline pumping in his limbs, letting out a very loud 'Woo hoo!' as you soared like birds across the city, Bakugo's arms wrapped around your waist.
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The skyscrapers zoomed past your bodies, the city below you two flying by ever slow slowly, like the sky above. The people below you looked like ants from your views.
"Having... fun?" You asked between breaths; the wind was hitting your faces rather harshly. He looked down from the ground and to your face, a grin spreading to his cheeks as he nodded.
"Hell yes!"
For that moment, it felt as though nothing existed. It was just Bakugo and you, flying across the horizon as he smiled gleefully for once. You'd grinned back, before diving straight down to the ground to land the two of you at once.
"How was that?" You asked between heaves, body facing the sky. Your shoulder blades dug into the grass as you shifted yourself to face Bakugo, observing him as he thought.
Words couldn't seem to come to his head as he simply peered. Birds were slowly passing by in a flock from above him; I was up there. He thought in awe, remembering the adrenaline that'd been coursing throughout his veins with such intensity that he couldn't explain.
"I want another ride again..." He said quietly, feeling slightly embarrassed as he let the words fall from his lips softly. Your eyes glimmered with elation.
"Anytime~!"
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this book has set me free. ive flown into amazing oppurtunities, and could never be more thankful for the great things this book has brung me. i love this book with my entire heart. it helped me find a career. it helped me grow as a person. it helped with my mental health.
thank you all for this wild journey. truly. while i am not officially leaving yet, i just want to give thanks. im here every day even though you think im not, and appreciate every comment and vote i receive.
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