Bakugou had always thought that Yaoyorozu was a fine girl. She was beautiful, smart, strong and she was hot as hell. The girl was extremely intelligent and for the first time in his life, he felt anxious. He felt anxious because of the What Ifs.

They weren't exactly a suitable pair. If he were to admit, when he didn't show any feelings for her yet, he had thought Todoroki and Yaoyorozu were a good couple. Both nerds and sissy idiots.

Yaoyorozu was very polite. He didn't even know himself when he realized he actually likes her. She wasn't his type at all. This Yaoyorozu Momo girl was too kind for his taste, the girl was strong enough to be protected, she had jet black strands andher eyes were onyx.

Typical him would go for bad girls - he preferred blondes, and someone who's fine with making out or the other things.

Yaoyorozu isn't a blonde, her hair wasn't dyed. It was the dull old black. The girl wasn't necessarily bad, but a few times, she had mocked Bakugou in front of him, himself before they even got close. The Bakusquad even described Yaomomo as a legendary person for being able to shut the hell out of Bakugou up.

Yaoyorozu isn't anything like him. Heck, she doesn't even drink. All she probably drank is water, tea and a few other healthy beverages.

A few nights before the school event started...

Bakugou barged into Yaoyorozu's room. Her door was, oddly enough, unlocked. The girl was sleeping soundly. Her hair was down and she wrapped her body in a thick kind of blanket.

Bakugou sat down. The carpeted floors were much comfortable than the couches downstairs.

The curtains were closed, but a thin line of opening gave the chance for the moonlight to shine upon Yaoyorozu's sleeping figure. He stared at her for what seemed like seconds, but were actually minutes.

Bakugou then took a few strands of her hair. It smelt like a mix of fruits and flowers - very unlikely to his previous girls he's related to. They usually reeked with the smell of alchohol or cigarettes.

After some time, Bakugou had felt like he was some kind of creepy stalker so he decided to leave her be. The boy left the room quietly, trying his best not to wake her up.

Upon arriving in his room, he locks the door and rushes towards the bed.

"It's not an infatuation." He murmured. "Fuck." Bakugou cussed at himself. Of course he already knew it wasn't, but perhaps his head toyed with him without him knowing. He did expect that it wasn't some petty cheap short-term crush - but he didn't want to feel that way. He wanted to focus on being the number one hero, until Kirishima talked him out, at least.

Bakugou's phone rang. It took him a few seconds to pick it up because he was simply too lazy. "What?" He asks, not bothering trying to know who it is because either Kaminari or Kirishima are the only ones that call him.

"So, how's it between you?" Kirishima's voice echoed in the silent room. Bakugou sunk his body deeper into the bed.

"The fuck do you mean?" He asks him with annoyance present in his voice, but he was also genuinely curious.

Kirishima laughed in the line, the idea of calling when their rooms are a few walks apart - a ridiculous idea but it's working nonetheless. "Yaomomo. You're into her, aren't you?"

"No." He quickly replied, denying Kirishima's question.

"Yeah," He snorted. "Like I'd buy that, dude."

Bakugou sighed loudly. "Fine. What about me being into her?"

Kirishima chuckled. "Just remember to give yourself some time for being a teenager just like the rest. We ain't able to live like this when we graduate in a few years, y'know."

Honestly, Bakugou didn't want to pay attention. Unfortunately he had to. He doesn't suck at this love thing as much, but he did deal with girls in the other kind of side. He has basically no idea how to treat a princess-like lady.

There's always that small ache in his heart that he was just Yaoyorozu's second choice and that won't change anymore. He thought it was him being a sissy asshole for thinking that way, but when he thought bigger, it really wasn't a crazy mind set. She used to be with Todoroki 80% of the time and then she suddenly went with Bakugou - like, a lot more than she did with Todoroki.

"I kinda think she isn't as in to-" Bakugou spoke up, Kirishima, on the other line, snorted. "Listen the fuck up!" He added in his sentence.

"Alright, alright, geez!" He laughed.

Bakugou replied with his thoughts. "Think she's not that into me, or shit." He brought up. "Dude, I swear, everything is so slow. Dunno how the fuck do I cope up with this, but this shit is eatin' me up bad."

Kirishima groaned a little bit. "Yaoyorozu isn't like other girls, man. I swear, you're one lucky guy to even get to interact with her." Kirishima paused. "Do you even know how many boys would actually do crazy things to just talk to her? For real, how many do you think - in times, do boys drool and fawn over her on a daily basis?"

"Uhh," Bakugou scratched the back of his head. "'Dunno, three?" He guessed.

Kirishima laughed at his answer. "Times five," Bakugou heard him crushing a can, probably a soda can and a small thud right after that. "I think you should take it slow. Take Kaminari for an example, just this once! He's doing really good, with his interest."

"Whatever. I'm okay with taking crap slow 'n steady but I mean it's going way too slow. I don't wanna be a faggot, dumbass!"

"Taking things slow doesn't mean you're a faggot, Bakugou. Just keep it real without scripts. Yaomomo seems to like you, I think."

"She seems to, but fuck, she doesn't even give me hints! Since day one the only crap that's changed is the honorifics and we got a l'il closer is all."

Kirishima gasped in the line. "Are you seriously—"

Kirishima gasped again, this time, more jokingly. "You're seriously thinking too much!"

"What...?"

"Don't you dare tell me you don't do hugs — and cuddling! You totally do that! She smells like you."

Bakugou snorted this time. "We hugged a few times, yeah." He calmly stated until he got infuriated once more. "But damn, what the fuck, My head literally is fucking up with my shit I can't think properl—!"

"She hit you, Bakubro." Kirishima wheezed in the signal that connected both of them. "She hit you hard, man!"

"Fuck you!" Bakugou groaned. "It ain't about that!"

Kirishima paused for a while. He breathed out. "Oh? So what's this about, then?"

Bakugou knew that Kirishima knew what he was talking about, but the redhead was so persistent on letting him say everything in one go. "You know what it is, no brainer fuck!"

Kirishima laughed. "Yeah, okay."

After a few seconds of silence, Kirishima spoke up again, startling Bakugou a little bit. "Just keep it real. That's all I can give for now. From what I can see, basically what everyone else does, she seems to be liking how you're being all protective with her lowkey. You act different around her."

"I don't."

"You do, don't get me started Baku— Oh anyways, it's obvious! Everyone notices you're much gentle with her."

"The fuck? You're kidding."

"Seriously, you know you like her. I'm pretty sure she likes you back. Do you even see her face when Ashido mentions YOUR name? She goes like-"

Bakugou ended the call and threw his phone somewhere along the bed. He sighed deeply. Sooner or later he had to deal with his feelings. It was emotionally and mentally disturbing for Bakugou, who only sees Yaoyorozu out of everything. He couldn't focus on anything at all.

Bakugou stared somewhere. Earlier, Yaoyorozu and him - and Tokoyami had presented more ways to be versatile in the matches.

But to be frank, all he saw was him and Yaoyorozu. Whenever Tokoyami talked it was like some random space started blurting out words.

He looked at how the girl pulled strands of hair at the back of her ears, then how she blinked with her eye lashes - then later he even stared at her way too long that even she herself noticed.

"Yes?" She asked him out of curiosity.

Bakugou couldn't find the words to say. Even after her question he looked at her the same way. "Bakugou?"

Bakugou looked down. He really didn't know what to do, so all he did was shift his gaze beneath, then walk away. It left Yaoyorozu confused.

A few minutes later the girl had tried chasing after him but he always avoided her glances. It was dumb and stupid. 'Seriously.' He thought.

He turns to a corner and sees Yaoyorozu staring at him, unfazed. She opens her mouth shortly after. "Are you perhaps avoiding me?" She asked.

Bakugou looked away. "No."

"Look at you, Bakugou." Yaoyorozu pointed out. The girl held one of his hands with her's in a welcoming manner. "You're avoiding me."

Just then he realized that he was being a stupid fart. He realized it when he saw her worried expression - and not just worried, but bothered as well.

"Sorry." Bakugou muttered quietly. "Wasn't feeling well."

Damn it. He made up excuses, dumb excuses.

He remembered Kirishima's words. 'Just keep it real,' huh.

It was a bit hard at first, but Bakugou learned his ways out of things. Days passed and him and Yaoyorozu seemed inseparable. Sometimes, he sees Todoroki staring at her. Most of the time, other boys did. He would return them with hidden glares, making sure Yaoyorozu never noticed.

Perhaps Bakugou Katsuki was cruel to the world, but kind to the woman who seemed to light the way in his dark and gloomy cave. Her along with a few torches — Kirishima and the other dipshits.

For the first time in a while, Bakugou was thankful. Studying at UA and dealing with Deku's ass everyday isn't so bad afterall, when he's with her.

A/N: I'm so sorry for the late update! I'm still catching up with school work so I hope I still am with the people who read this fic.By the way, who do you want to win the wildcard matches? Todoroki (Todoroki, Tsuyu and Kirishima), Ashido (Ashido, Sero, Hagakure and Mineta), or Midoriya (Midoriya, Aoyama and Koda)?I'm still completely unsure and if I don't get at least four responses with this maybe it'll keep me out for a while to think of a suitable match up.