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When Bakugou gets home from his shitty middle school he jumps onto his bed scrolling through YouTube mindlessly when he accidentally taps on an black haired boy singing. The boy doest have a single subscriber or a single view.
'Must be his first video' Bakugou thinks to himself.
He doesn't usually listen to the type of song he was singing and he didn't relate to the lyrics at all, but the smooth voice of the boy made Bakugou feel like he was in a dream and that he never wanted to wake up.
It was the kind of dream where you feel weightless. Gliding over the clouds where the sky was a mix with warm hues of orange, yellow, red, pink, and purples. Where you had nothing to worry about, no tests, no chores, and certainly no idiots that only hang around you because you're obviously stronger than the rest of the frail middle schoolers.
The video soon ends and Bakugou opens his eyes looking down at his screen. He looks at the boy on screen. He's playing the ukulele. One hand on the frets, fingers tangled to make a note and the other hand down on what looked like his bed. The black haired boy looked about the same age as him and had a nervous smile plastered on his face that made Bakugou's heart pound, loudly. He has large, round eyes with ruby colored irises and a tiny scar that Bakugou thought was an eyelash for a moment on his right eyelid. His cheeks were dusted with tiny freckles and his lips looked glossy. Bakugou could almost feel the flat black hair on his fingertips that seemed so silky and smooth.
Overall he looked beautiful.
He felt disgusted thinking like this to a person he doesn't even know, but his mind wondered on it's own.
Bakugou replayed the video really listening to the lyrics.
-We were playing the sand-
-And you found a little band-
-You told me you fell in love with it
Haven't gone as I planned-
-When you had to bid adieu-
-Said you'd never love a new-
-I wondered if I could hold it and fall in love with it too-
-You told me to buy a pony, but all I wanted was you-
Bakugou literally had no reason to like this song. He didn't connect to the lyrics, he didn't listen to music with soft melodies, and he never liked listening to songs with love or heartbreak in them. So why? Why did he like the song so much?
Before he could reply it again his mother busted in the door and dropped a pile of washed clothes in a basket onto his bedroom floor.
"Katsuki, fold your clothes and put them away." She ordered.
Bakugou groaned, but obeyed not wanting his mother to yell at him and give him a headache
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It's been three weeks since he watched that video and every single day it's been the only thing stuck on his mind. He can't get the stupid song out of his head.
It's annoying.
"GAH" he yells at the ceiling. He can't think! He's trying to do his shitty homework, but his mind is clogged with lyrics from the song.
He looks at his phone. He could listen to the song. Hear the soft melody and be able to do his homework, but he can't do that. That's committing to weakness and Bakugou isn't weak.
..
...
Fuck it.
He taps on the video and he hears the strumming of the ukulele and soon the smooth and soft voice of the boy. His eyes close and a smile threatens to come across is lips.
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"SHUT UP YOU DAMN NERD!" He yells, his voice starting to strain. Fucking Deku.
"YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST SPREAD STUPID ASS RUMORS ABOUT ME!?"
"N-no Kacchan wai-t! That's not what I-"
"IM NOT FUCKING GAY! WHY WOULD I EVER LIKE SOME PIECE OF TRASH LIKE YOU!"
Everyone looks shocked and scared around them. Deku's sitting in the floor, arms propping him up and Bakugou looking down if him with fists ready to fight.
Memories of the two together when they were little, playing at the park and eating snacks at each other's home. Bakugou had a crush on Deku once.
Once.
His eyes stung. How could he, Bakugou, the star student, the one everyone wants to be friends with, be gay?
He knows he is.
His parents do too.
But if anyone else knew. All the hard work he'd done to be at the top would be diminished into the smallest piece of trash.
Minutes go by of Bakugou beating the shit out of Deku and he gets sent to the office.
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His mom is angry with him. Always is anyways. They get out of the school and before she can yell at him he runs.
She's probably yelling his name right now. Probably. He wouldn't know. He's already home. Taking the spare keys under the rug he unlocks the door and runs in, not bothering to close the door.
He runs up the stairs, each step making a thumping sound on the wood. His breath feels cold, the inside of his mouth is dry, and his heart is pounding. His legs hurt and his pride too.
Bakugou makes it inside his room. He slams the door, making the walls shake and locks it. After dropping his backpack on the floor he jumps on his bed, landing with a small thump.
His eyes start to water.
He's weak.
He's-
Ding