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!!!This book is a PART 3!!!
I recommend reading the previous books in the series to understand what's going on.
Mkay enjoy!
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*The night of the manga ch 163 Smoldering Flames*
*10:36 PM*
Bakugo
Me
U good?
Uraraka
Im a little shaken up
Me
Need to talk?
Uraraka
??
Really?
Me
I cant sleep anyway
Uraraka
Idk its weird over text
I knew it. She was having a hard time dealing. I saw on the news that she was the one who floated Nighteye out of that hell gate, she must be feeling like shit. I know she is.
Before I realized I even left my room, I was knocking on her door. The hallway was dark but I could still see her sad face when she opened the door. She was surprised that I was there, and hell so was I, but I wasn’t going to leave now. Her room was dark with faint moonlight spilling in from her windows, illuminating her figure. She was wearing a baggy long-sleeve shirt and short-shorts. She looked cute, and sad as hell.
She stepped aside to let me in, and I hugged her. I knew she needed it. I hate to admit I’m shit with words, but I know for a fact chicks like this stuff. She shook a little in my arms and she started hugging me back, pressing her face against my chest. After a moment or two, she relaxed, and I let her go.
She rubbed her eyes and whispered, “You hugged me.”
I sighed. “Oh, shut up.”
I hate hugs so I only give them to certain people on certain occasions. My parents and close family are one thing, but even then, hugs make me feel gross inside. Hugs are meant to be personal, so they have to be perfect. I hate those lame-ass side hugs or arm hugs or any other bullshit hug. Just shake their fucking hand! Or bow!
Uraraka smiled and went to sit on her bed. She leaned against the wall and hugged her knees in silence. I sat next to her, making sure I was close. After a few moments, she sighed through her nose and stared at the floor.
I propped up a knee and rested my arm over it to get more comfortable.
We stayed like this for what felt like an hour, but I don’t know how long it really was.
“I just want to save people.” She whispered.
I nodded. I almost said, you can’t save everyone. But I clenched my jaw tight. It was the hard truth we all knew, and we all fucking hated. Plus, I was pretty sure that would make her feel worse. She needs good words. Comforting words.
Dammit.
I never tried to get good at comforting shit because I always saw it as lame! For the weak! For the extras who lost the battle.
This is the whole reason why I didn’t pass the fucking pro hero license test.
Alright, you can do this. Just sound… nice.
Fuck.
I looked at her. Her eyes were heavy with self-disappointment and exhaustion. It was her first mission after getting her license, and she couldn’t save Nighteye. She was hurting.
My blood started to boil. If I had passed, if I had gotten my license, I could have been there. Some way, somehow, I could have been there to help. But I wasn’t. I could have taken that burden from her.
I couldn’t think of what to say, so I took her hand instead, lacing my finger between hers. She squeezed my hand and closed her eyes. A look of pain washed over her face, and I hated it.
The one person in our class—possibly our whole school—with the biggest heart, is beating herself up for not saving one dude. She cares so much about everyone.
I squeezed her hand, trying to send my thoughts through it. It’ll be okay. It wasn’t your fault. You got him out of there. You’re strong. You fought like a pro. You will save so many people in the future. I wish I was there with you. I got your back. I’m here now.
She opened her eyes and looked up at me. Her beautiful, brown eyes were still filled with sadness. She opened her mouth to say something but changed her mind. Then she looked at our hands entwined before leaning her head on my shoulder.
Right when she leaned against me, I felt heat run through my body. Then a little spike of adrenaline, followed by a sense of protection. It threw me off guard at first, but once the feelings settle down, I actually… liked them. It made me feel like I was important, like a real hero.
And it’s because of her.
If anyone even thinks about hurting her, I fucking swear I’ll fucking kill them. I’ll blast their fucking heads off and watch them roll.
I wanted to hold her closer to me, pull her into my chest but I wasn’t sure if that’s what she wanted. I didn’t want to cross any lines. So instead, I rubbed my thumb over her knuckles, trying to let her know that I wanted her to feel better.
She sighed, turning her head toward me and… sniffing?
“The fuck?” I tried to not sound mad, because I wasn’t.
“You smell like candy.” She said.
What?? I smell like candy? I haven’t eaten any.
“What candy?” I asked.
“Like rich caramel.” She said. “Has no one told you that?”
“No.” I made a face. “I don’t even like caramel.”
Her eyes widened. “Really?”
“It smells and tastes like B.O. to me.”
She thought for a moment. “Huh. For a guy who basically sweats sugar I guess it would be gross to you. You like cookies though.”
“There’s no caramel in them.”
“So, is it only certain sweets that you like?” She asked.
“Why you want to know?”
“Just wondering.”
She didn’t look as sad as before, so I guess this conversation was helping. I’ll go along with it. “I like chocolate.”
She looked interested. “What kinds?”
“Kinds that aren’t burnt.”
“Hmm.” She looked up at the ceiling as she thought. “I like fruity sweets the best. Ice cream is good. Do you like chocolate covered strawberries?”
“Sure.”
She closed her eyes and hummed. “Those are good.”
Maybe we could go get some sometime?
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Fucking say it!
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Or I could make you some?
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Oh my god, I’m such a fucking pussy.
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Her phone buzzed and she checked the message. Instead of answering the text, she just said, “It’s 12:40?”
I leaned over to check too. It was that late. I didn’t think I was in here that long.
“Whose texting you this late?” It better not be a fucking guy.
“Tsu,” she looked at the message. “She can’t sleep.”
Frog girl. That’s fine.
“Looks like a lot of us are in the same boat.” She put her phone down and turned to me. “You usually go to bed early. Why were you still up?”
I couldn’t stop thinking about you.
“Not that tired.” I shrugged.
“Don’t you have courses tomorrow morning?” she asked.
“You stalking me or something?” I teased.
She laughed through her nose. “Momo told us.”
Who??
“Yaoyorozu?” She read my expression. “Creation girl? She’s the smartest person in our class?”
“Yeah, yeah, I remember.”
She giggled, letting her legs relax in a butterfly. Her thigh fell over our hands, and I could feel how warm and soft her skin was. She lifted her leg back up, realizing I was still holding her hand.
She stared at our hands when she said, “We should get some rest.”
I didn’t want to go yet, but I nodded.
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Neither of us moved.
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She leaned against my shoulder again, squeezing my hand.
I squeezed back.
Her eyes were closed.
God, I wanted to kiss her.
My chest was twisting with how bad I wanted to kiss her. She was so close, so calm…
Would she let me? Would she get mad? I didn’t want to piss her off. Or scare her.
Her face was completely relaxed now.
“Uraraka?” I whispered.
No answer.
She fell asleep.
Well, fuck. I didn’t want to wake her up, but I couldn’t stay in her room all night!
I did my best to reach my arm over her to lay her down gently as I got up. Her head sank into the pillow, and I pulled her blanket over her body. She looked comfy. Her hair was covering her face and I couldn’t stop myself from tucking the strands behind her ear.
Those cheeks… that nose… those lips…
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I couldn’t kiss her while she slept!
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Right?
It would be inappropriate!
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Right!
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She wouldn’t know. It wouldn’t hurt her.
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Right?
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What if she woke up?
That would be bad. Especially if it was her first kiss.
Shit, first kiss…
Has she kissed anyone before? I’ll kick their ass!
But I couldn’t take that from her, she was sleeping. It would be fucking wrong!
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Would I get another chance?
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She’s snoring.
Goddammit, she’s cute.
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Not the lips. Not yet.
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No kiss! Not right now!
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Fuck it.
I placed a kiss on her forehead as gentle as I could, as slow as I could. I drew back to make sure she didn’t sudden wake up and punch me in the face.
She didn’t react. Good.
Since she didn’t wake up, I was tempted to do it again.
I shook my head and stood up. I need to get out of here before I do something really stupid.
Fuck, what was wrong with me??