out after taking the bun in hand, and eventually opening his mouth to speak.
“You’ve got all the guesses wrong! Use that brain of yours..Better yet think with your heart for once..I’m sure the answer’s already there.”
Bakugo was definitely talking about her..Though he figured she more than likely wouldn’t catch on to this until possibly later..Then again she could never catch on to begin with. Smiling was something Bakugo never did so whenever his smile would creep it’d mean alot..Though +
Momo's eyes widened a bit as she listened to his clues. her face instantly turned red. the description sounded exactly like her but she quickly shook the thought away.
( 💭 NO .ᐟ it couldn't be me, right .ᐣ.ᐟ I mean.. this is Bakugo.. )
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admit. Honestly he admired her for not letting anything..Not even love get in the way of her main goal. That’s when he’d nod his head.
“I know right? Promise to find me? Also I trust you..I know you’ll keep my secret safe. Though there is one thing I have to say!”
He’d call +
heart.”
He’d say as a soft smile managed to appear upon the male’s face.
“Y’know your gifts are really thoughtful..I’ll be sure to keep something in mind for when your birthday rolls around!”
He’d say softly along with bowing at the female to show his gratitude.
He’d open the box to see the gloves..At first he was a bit confused considering he never told anyone besides Kirishima about his hobbies. Though eventually opening his mouth to speak a warm smile could be seen on the male’s face.
“Thank you..Genuinely from the bottom of my +
❝ of course.ᐟ please, go right ahead~ ❞
the raven-haired gives him a soft smile, watching as the blonde opens the box.
inside sits a pair of fingerless climbing gloves.
❝ Kirishima-san told me that you like mountain climbing~ ❞
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“Thanks Ponytail that’s real thoughtful of you honestly..It means alot..I’ll need all the luck I can get.”
Katsuki would reply, before eventually opening his mouth to speak once more at the mention of her gift.
“What’s in the wrapped box? Can I open it now?”
[ @/Bakugos ]
❝ Happy birthday, Bakugo-san~ ❞
Momo steps closer, holding out a paperbag along with a small wrapped box.
❝ I... um... I made you some sekihan..
it's inside the bag.. I heard it brings good luck~
and the other one.. it's my gift .ᐟ
I hope you like it~ ❞
hint for now wouldn’t you say?”
He’d reply, sub consciously scratching his fingers through his hair, before nudging the female’s shoulder.
“Now it’s your turn..Isn’t it? Just a small hint. I promise not to say a word either..”
Was that a genuine smile? Possibly..
What was this? Was she honestly attempting to bribe him? Better yet was it actually working!? He’d gently bite down onto his bottom lip, before eventually opening his mouth to speak.
“C-Come on you aren’t serious are you?”
He’d ask, before eventually giving in to her request. +
Momo's eyes went wide. she really didn't think he would actually admit it.
normally, she wasn't the type to pry into people's private stuff but this was different.
This was Bakugo. she couldn't help but wonder who could have actually captured his attention.
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“Fine, but on one condition..You have to give me a hint as well..”
He’d say, a smug grin appearing on his face, before opening his mouth.
“Let’s see..She’s in our class..She very smart, and thoughtful..She makes the best pastries, and tea..hm..I think that’s good enough for a +
sure his sudden outburst in reaction gave things away more than his words ever could have.
“Well yeah..I guess you can say I can..”
He’d admit softly, before soon lifting his head back up towards her own. He had to get out of this conversation, and fast at that!
“No need to thank me ponytail..I just thought you should know..”
Bakugo would say, continuing to avert his gaze towards the buns she held. After all he had to cover his embarrassment in something right?
A soft smile managed to escape his lips as he would soon nod his head. +
Momo blinked, completely caught off guard when he called her pretty.
❝ t-thank you... I really wasn't expecting you to say that.. ❞
her face immediately flushed red again, looking down at the basket of buns to hide it.
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more than often. At the mention of him having eyes on someone as well his cheeks would immediately flush a bright shade of pink, before he opened his mouth to speak.
“I-uh..Do you really want to know? I mean it honestly isn’t that important is it!?”
He’d say, though he was +