'33.0 - I WANNA BE YOURS.

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| CHAPTER THIRTY THREE |

🎵 boys by beach bunny
🎵 single by the neighborhood
🎵 do i wanna know by arctic monkeys
🎵 idcf by blackbear
🎵 i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys
🎵 can i call you tonight? by dayglow
***

IT HAD BEEN A WEEK SINCE YOU AND BAKUGO WORKED ON THE SONG TOGETHER. after your little kiss of passion, it seemed as though bakugo had made it his mission to avoid you at all cost, replying with short cold words every time you tried to reach out to him.

he had been playing it off as being busy with studying but that couldn't be further from the truth.

in all honesty, he was conflicted. he realized he wanted things that he shouldn't have wanted from you.

he wanted to hold you in his chest and stroke your hair. he wanted to spend more time with you, get to know you better. he wanted to stay longer after making your legs tremble in pleasure.

he wanted to be with you more than anything, but being less than the best at any task scared the shit out of him.

so of course he just pushed all those thoughts to the back of his mind. he was not fit to date anyone. that was made clear to him during his second year. and bakugo was not one to make the same mistake twice.

regardless of how he felt about the whole thing, his band had a gig coming up and he was going to make sure they killed it.

so you and him had resorted to exchanging your shared song writing book, each of you editing and adding lyrics in hope of making something out of it at the end.

that night seemed no different than any other. he flipped through the notebook to find your most recent song until a few unfamiliar words caught his attention.

i need time to think about it
i need time to think things through
'cause lately i've been drowning
in thoughts of you
tell me, tell me how you're feeling

it was your handwriting. and even though it could have been about anyone or anything or really nothing at all, his hand moved involuntarily as it wrote the next few words:

i don't think that we

should be around each other
when you're in a room, you get my eyes
you open your mouth, i'm hypnotized

surprised by his own actions, he immediately closed the notebook, deciding he wasn't in the right headspace to write anything for the gig.

***

the next night you didn't find any new notes for the song you were working on. but you knew bakugo wouldn't have given you the notebook if he wasn't done, so you looked for anything new that was written down.

and there it was. bakugo's handwriting, right beneath yours. your eyes widened as you read his words. you bit the end of your pencil hesitantly before adding your thoughts below his:

i'm sorry to interrupt
it's just i'm constantly on the cusp
of tryin' to kiss you
i don't know if you feel the same as i do

***

it had a become a small game for you. refusing to talk to each other unless it was through music, since your words were failing you.

both of you looked forward to seeing the other's response yet felt nervous, worried that the next words you read would be the last you ever got out of each other.

your hand was a bit shaky as you placed the notebook down, before sitting behind your desk and taking a deep breath. your heart was racing as soon as you read his words:

cause i have hella feelings for you
i act like i don't fucking care
'cause i'm so fucking scared

you gasped as tears pricked your eyes. so he did feel the same. your shaky hand wrote down what had been on your mind for weeks now, if not more. there was no going back now.

***

bakugo was looking forward to locking himself in his room and reading what you had written from the moment you handed the notebook back to him.

he felt like he had said too much in his last writing. this time you didn't even look him in the eye while passing the notebook. what if he drove you away? ending whatever it was between you.

but as soon as he saw what you had written down he grabbed his phone to message you.

secrets i have held in my heart
are harder to hide than i thought
maybe i just wanna be yours
i wanna be yours

***

bakugo had re-written and deleted the damn text message about eight times now. none of the words sounded right to him as he repeatedly pressed the back button once again. eventually he got so frustrated with himself that he was about to throw his phone into the wall. but two soft knocks stopped him.

he yelled "go away" before sitting behind his desk and running a hand through his hair, an irritated groan leaving his throat.

once again he heard three knocks, still soft. he was already agitated and this persistent extra knocking on his damned door wasn't helping. growling, he stomped to his door and opened it, abruptly yelling "what!"

he froze in his door frame when he saw the small familiar figure he was longing for. "y/n" your name rolled off his tongue softly as his expression changed into a shocked yet calm one.

***

Where words fail, music speaks
-Hans Christian Andersen


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