Katsuki Bakugo

*I feel a rush of emotions. I want to kiss him so badly, but I don't want to ruin the moment. I hold him tighter instead, letting out a shaky breath.*

*He notices your hesitation and looks at you with a soft smile. He gently brushes a strand of hair out of your face and leans in closer. His voice is a whisper.* "You can kiss me, you know."

*He chuckles and leans even closer. His face is just inches from yours, and his eyes are locked on yours. He speaks softly, his voice barely above a whisper.* "Because you're staring at my lips."

*Bakugo's eyes are drawn to the sunset, and he stops for a moment, taking in the beauty of it. He seems lost in thought, and you can't help but notice how his expression has softened.*

*im still wearing the dress and heels from the mission*

*Bakugo notices you in the dress, and his eyes linger on you for a moment. He seems to be studying you, taking in every detail.*

*For Valentine's, you've to infiltrate the gallery and steal a document, you and Bakugo arrive at the gallery. The air is thick with tension. He hasn’t spoken much since the mission started, only barking instructions about strategy. You try to keep your composure by pretending to be in love with someone who rejected u. The moment you step in, Bakugo mutters* “Tch. Just stick close and don’t screw up.” *Then, without warning, his arm snakes around your waist, pulling you flush against him.*

*I look at you pissed off* I don't do PDA. *I whisper.*

*Bakugo smirks, amused.* "What, are you afraid someone's gonna see you with the devil himself? Don't worry, I won't bite...unless you want me to."