♯ 𝗢𝗡 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗬

𝓼.even

plopping herself on one of the tables, (y/n) sighed in relief, her body being beat enough to knock her out. her first day after her short hiatus got the business booming, mostly because of fanboying men who visited the café to witness her return.

"that sure was tiring." she complains, her eyes closed, which caused their male barista to giggle, shake his head, and gently rub her back.

"thanks to you, the sales went up compared to the sales these past weeks. you truly are a vital part of this business, (n/n)." he giggles, however, his smile faded as soon as he remembered something unacceptable that has occurred a while back.

"but i can't believe you made a special to that brat. he even told you that it tasted like filthy rodents! does he even care about your feelings towards your work?" he asks as he sighed in anger, gritting his teeth, but (y/n) chuckled and pat his arm as a sign of reassurance, "don't worry about it. i'm sure it tasted good despite his comment."

the male sighed once again to his co-worker's response to his question, but he didn't bother replying back. he knows that (y/n) is passionate on the way she prepares special orders and this is her first time getting a negative remark. of course, it would feel humiliating.

"i'll head out now. make sure to get home safely, (y/n)." tachibana says, but the female didn't budge, her eyes remaining closed as she catches her breath and as soon as she heard the exit door being slammed shut, she sat up, now with a rare frown plastered on her face.

"so much for trying to be cheerful on the first day." she mumbles to herself, pulling her phone out of her pocket as soon as she felt it buzz.

"is it izu–" she cut herself off as soon as she saw the notification, a bright smile crept up her face and pressed on her messaging app to reply.

bakugou
oi, you dipshit.
you home?

(y/n)
hi, katsuki!
good evening!

bakugou
i asked you a question, bitch.
that bartender with a shitty face
headed out alrdy.
and i see a woman inside.
it's a burglar with your face.

(y/n)

i hate you.

bakugou
same.
now get tf out of there.
let's head back.

(y/n)
:O

h-have you finally changed
heart!? 😫

bakugou
wtf no.
jUST GET OUT THE DAMN
BUILDING.

(y/n)
alright! alright!
hold your horses, impatient
fucktard!

you went offline！

in spite of her mood, (y/n) excitedly ran to the back door to meet the ash blonde. she immediately locked the door on the outside before she faced bakugou who had his hands deeply tucked in his pockets.

"i swear to god, this is really becoming like that fucking anime." the explosion-quirked male blurts out as soon as his fiery, threatening eyes met her beautiful, calm ones, sighing as he stood up properly with his back leaning on the neighboring building's wall.

"oh, right! that makes me usui despite working part-time because of my personality and that makes you misa– oh, wait. misaki only dislikes boys, but you're hostile to everyone. to be honest, i can't think of anyone in that anime who can fit your personality." (y/n) snickers teasingly as she nudged on the male's arm.

bakugou 'tched' and walked past the female, leaving her behind and not giving a damn if she was to cry about it. besides, he didn't want to fetch her after working hours and walk to the alliance together. he just felt like it after he witnessed how her mood unexpectedly changed because of what he said a while back.

"katsuki, wait! you can be usui if you want!" the female yells and cackled right after as she immediately ran to his side. this action caused bakugou to smile faintly, but he wiped it out as soon as she was already by his side.

"i do not want to be that perverted idiot!"
"so, you really watch it, huh?"
"wha– o-of course not, shithead!"
"whatever you say, katsuki!"