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[CLOSED] - Birthday With A BOOM

Who: Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, and Todoroki Shouto
What: Throwing Bakugou a birthday party/dining!!
When: 4/20 early afternoon (about 2-3pm).
Where: At Bakugou and Uraraka's apartment.

Content Warnings: Bakugou's potty mouth :(

[It's finally the day!!! Bakugou's birthday...a-again! Boy, Ochako's not really going to ever get used to this world-hopping thing messing so much with her sense of time. This is the what? Second time she has to wait even longer for her own birthday to come around?? And Bakugou gets his twice in the span of just a few months? Ugh...oh well. Best not to be salty and enjoy the fact that this time around, they have others to enjoy it with them. That should hopefully lighten her friend's mood, especially considering it's been...pretty terrible lately, what with his corruption before and all.

Ochako paps her cheeks, shaking her head. No!! No thinking of bad things! Only a celebration of her idiot best friend and being happy together! Bakugou's not hard to get out the house - he literally goes out on his own to work out and explore, which gives her ample time to set up the small amount of balloons and streamers she managed to scrounge up. It can't be overly fancy, otherwise he'll be more upset than happy, but...it's something. A little splash of color. Next up is inviting Izuku and Todoroki to haul ass to get here (without damaging any gifts or food they're bringing), and helping her set up aforementioned food and drinks.

The cake Ochako had to "purchase" from a bakery (thankfully all the excess of fabric she got was just right for trading) to accommodate everyone, but it sure is pretty looking!! Hopefully it's just as tasty, and not overly sweet for Bakugou's tastes. The amount of spicy food they've prepped - ranging from mild to "I'm dying, Squirtle" - should offset that, though. And when Bakugou comes back in, Ochako jazzhands at him with a burst of happiness and a loud shout.]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BAKUGOU-KUUUUN!!

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[Talk amongst yourself, wish the birthday boy well, or tell him he's stinky - the choice is all yours.]

[PRESENT YOUR PRESENTS TO THE PRESENT PRESENTEE. 8D]

[Lay 'em on him, you fucking nerds. Between snacks, right when he comes in the door and looks like he's gonna grind his teeth into dust, whenever.]

Since Bakugou is allergic to parties, Midoriya tries to keep this gettogether as lowkey as possible, as if it was just another day hanging out. (He's more used to hanging out with the other half of this specific household, but whatever.) Uraraka really is the MVP corralling three boys of varying levels of... socialness... here under one roof.

Midoriya tries to remember something like this from years ago, back when he would have had a reason to give a gift and for Bakugou to accept it. Something their moms put together? Little things at school when they were small children? For Bakugou's sake, he's not going to make a big deal out of it. As ever, he just hopes he can be helpful to a friend.

"Wasn't really sure how to wrap this..." he prefaces self-consciously.

Midoriya retrieves something out of a paper bag he brought with him. It's not so much wrapped as it is just surrounded by a protective cone of decorative paper secured to the pot with a bow of twine. The faint smell of potting soil comes with a young chili plant putting out its first little peppers.

Kinda hard to act like any part of this is just a normal day, between the party balloon streamer vomit in his house and the fact that they don't fucking hang out. Or didn't? Is that what happens when you get sucked from one world to the next and wind up being reunited with a fraction of your classmates? Suddenly it's shitty obligatory BFF town because of the desire for familiarity??? (No, that isn't JUST it and he knows it. But that's the emotional can of worms he's avoiding, thanks.) Ugh.

The effort is appreciated though, even if Katsuki isn't showing that in any real obvious kind of way. And Midoriya isn't the only one reflecting on the fact that it's... been an incredibly long time since either of them were put in a position where they had to be handing over a gift to the other. Deku tells him that he wasn't sure how to wrap it, and now he really ain't sure what to expect as he eyes that paper bag. Which really just makes the whole fucking thing even more weird. Fucking itchy, it's got his nose wrinkling as his expression sours at the moment of anticipation. Which in turn makes him think about his Mom, and how she'd probably be slapping him across the back of his head right now for making crappy faces at someone about to give him a gift.

Or maybe she wouldn't. At first Katsuki looks confused, when he sees the first bit of green as it's being pulled out (because what the hell is that, a sad house plant?!), but it turns to a flash of surprise when he sees the tiny peppers. Oh. That's...

That's actually... fucking... it's a good present??? Not that he was expecting Deku to present him with utter shit--this motherfucker has stalker level knowledge of him, but like. Didn't expect to be genuinely.... ANYTHING about whatever this nerd shoved his way? God dammit, this bastard went and nailed it! He ain't sure if he should be pissed or thrilled. Katsuki would be a fucking liar if he said he hasn't been wishing for some real peppers to work with.

Damage control time. Surprise is gone, his more default level scowl getting put back in place as he leans in close to the plant to squint at one of the tiny peppers. Scrutinizing it. Probably won't help the nerd's sweat factor... but maybe that's part of the fun here. "Hah, where the fuck'd you find this?"

At least he isn't giving Bakugou something even more personal and embarrassing, like the limited edition All Might socks mentioned offhand when he was seven. That kind of specific knowledge comes when you've grown up with someone. Stalking, in Bakugou's words.

It's a weird experience to say the least. Bakugou hasn't left the premises yet, so Midoriya is counting this as a sign that Bakugou is somewhat committed to enjoying... his own birthday. While he may not be counting it as a tick up in age, because that's apparently for cheaters and time is fake, he is going to have cake and presents if his friends have anything to say about it!

Midoriya, of course, has no idea how ominous his present looks, not being in a traditional wrapped box or something. He's just preoccupied with looking down at what he's doing so that he doesn't have to look Bakugou in the eye. It's not so important that he like this. There are more important things Midoriya does. He just wants Bakugou to experience a good birthday, because this world can be harsh, and he knows Bakugou won't let him say it in as many words.

Midoriya can't resist looking anyway. It's rare--almost funny, definitely touching--to see Bakugou genuinely surprised. Then it's gone, replaced with his usual face. Kacchan in neutral, Midoriya can't help thinking as he feels his shirt wicking a slight sweat off his neck. Midoriya doesn't know what he'll do if Bakugou complains about the size of the plant or something. He feels oddly defensive of it, growing young and healthy in this inhospitable world. And its peppers are indeed potent. He tested them himself--his stomach nearly died doing it.

A bright, friendly grin breaks out on his face, because Midoriya knows he's won. "Dunno if you can just find them around. I had to work for it. Someone I know grows them."

[Of course, Ochako is the most energetic one of the bunch, supplying a hefty percentage of the joy and smiles of this party, despite the birthday boy's sour attitude. She knows he secretly enjoys it, sees it in the loosening of his tense shoulders, and how he doesn't clench his jaw so much after the initial surprise.

Once she can ~~corner him~~ get him relatively by himself, Ochako approaches Bakugou with a...crudely wrapped box. Wrapped being, uh...a bit of an understatement. It's just paper that's been colored and drawn on - probably by Ochako herself - and put around a box. It's not like wrapping paper and ribbons are high commodities in Trench, and the "bow" on top is just a bit of red, orange, and yellow yarn tied nicely into a bow. Even if it's not fancy, it definitely looks nice regardless. It's clear Ochako is...kind of used to this method of giftwrapping, because there's clear effort put in. Giftwrapping, especially in the city, is expensive, and those without make do with creativity and whatever they can find.

Inside, however, is where the gifts actually shine though. Inside is a rolled up poster of All Might, which Katsuki will know just by a glance is actually somewhat difficult to find. Not crazily so, but still up there. Underneath that will be one of his shirts, his shirts, from home - the black one with the skull design on it, which has been washed and folded nicely. Last, but certainly not least, is the literal largest gift... A throw-blanket made of soft, but light fabric sewn together to look like the cross-pattern of his Hero Costume's shirt. In one of the lower corners is also an elegant 'K' sewn in red thread, presumably meant to be for his name - Katsuki.]

Happy birthday, Bakugou-kun!! I hope you like these. Oh, I washed that shirt for you, too, so it's nice and clean. [C-Considering she, uh...found it on the ground outside a rift to their world, laying there for who knows how long...]

[...Okay, the paper on the box is uh... something fuckin' else, that's for sure. It's pretty fucking obvious why it's... this, drawn and colored on in an attempt to do something dazzling to it. Katsuki is still wondering what the hell Ochako had to do and trade to get all of this. Food, drinks, gifts. Fucking balloons and streamers. Yarn. Multiple colors, so multiple rolls of it. Girl, when this is all over... probably tomorrow, because his (surprisingly effective) fucking Mom screeching about him being an ungrateful little shit is in his mind again, he's gonna ream your ass after getting that information outta you. But for now though, he's got a gift to open.

He takes the box, with as little of a scowl as he is capable of in this situation. Which isn't great.

Keeping in mind that he should try to preserve the supplies she's probably sold her damn soul for, he's (surprisingly, perhaps) careful about untying the bow. The paper though? Nah, sorry, it looks like crap anyway and that's what it's for. It gets ripped off accordingly, and the box gets popped open. First is the roll of what he can assume is a poster--because anyone who would question what that is is fucking stupid. It might be a calculated move, the way that Katsuki holds it up in front of himself and blocks the view from the other two idiots in the room, slowly unrolling it.

He doesn't even have to make it very far to know. A city, All Might's hair, then his costume is slowly unveiled and this fucking closeted fanboy can't help himself on the smile that quirks up. Three seconds of a smile, in fact, because this isn't just any poster. It's limited edition, only so many were printed and guess who the fuck didn't manage to get his hands on one back home? This fucking guy. A glance to the corner of his eye tells him that Ochako is watching though, so in an effort to preserve some of his status as a closeted nerd, he's knitting his brows hard and forcing his mouth down again and rolling it back up

Still a big enough fucking nerd to set it down pretty gently on the couch next to him before reaching in for the next item.

This time it isn't a smile, it's eyebrows shooting up in surprise when he unfolds something that he hasn't seen in... fucking forever. It's his favorite damn shirt-- and now he can't stop himself from looking over at his roommate with a baffled, almost accusing look. He's managed to miss the world rifts, apparently. ARE YOU A FUCKING MAGICIAN? ARE YOU MAKING TRIPS BACK HOME SOMEHOW WITHOUT TELLING HIM?! WHAT THE FUCK OCHAKO?!]

Where the fuck did you find this?!

[To her, then back at it, scrutinizing the hell out of it for a long moment before he shakes his head and drops it next to the poster. He's about to put the box down, assuming that that's gotta be it, but as he moves to lower it he sees there's more. Brow furrowing even further if possible, Katsuki shoots her a dark look that says she's gonna absolutely fucking pay for making this such a big thing, with company no less, all while reaching in to pull the item out. And spread it out apparently, to look.

It's a lightweight blanket. The design from his costume top spread across the soft fabric, and an embroidered K down in the corner. It's well made. Nice... like really nice. Which means he has no idea what the fuck to do with it. Not the blanket, but... her. All of these incredibly thoughtful gifts... gestures, because she gives a HUGE shit apparently. Thinking that he could both shake her to death and kiss her at the same time is NOT something he wants to be doing in the proximity of Idiot One and Idiot Two, fucking ever.

While it's up, in front of his face, Katsuki is looking at Ochako again. Frowning, yes, but it isn't in his usual angry way. It's... quite serious, actually. A silent thank you, trying to convey it discreetly to the best of his ability.... before he lowers the blanket and reaches out with one hand to hit(tap, but shut the fuck up) her on the top of the head with his fist.] Way to fucking go overboard, you little shit!

Edited (HTML AND THE WRONG WORD GOD FUCKING KILL ME) 2022-04-25 03:21 (UTC)

[Listen, poor people make do, okay?? Ochako can see the way Bakugou is scrutinizing her crafts work, and she ducks her head a little with a bit of a blush coloring her cheeks. Yeah, it's sort of a bote of her poverty status, but it still looks kind of nice! The yarn was excess she had and the paper cost her literally nothing. Same with the cheap markers and stickers she put onto it. Honestly, the person was pretty much willing to give them to her for nothing more than a good joke.

As for the food and decorations...she, uh. Had help. Lots of help. Izuku mostly was the one that got the food (on her recommendation/list of what to get) and the streamers and balloons again weren't much in ways of trading. The most expensive thing, honestly, was probably the cake and getting some of the fabrics. At least one vial of blood was traded for one of them, but Bakugou doesn't need to know that. Definitely not, when he's been...having a really rough time lately. All she wants is for him to have a good time today and know how loved and appreciated he is. It's the first birthday he'll have had since their time in Nippon, which...erm...w-wasn't that long ago, but!!! This time they have their other friends here with them, and even Ochako knows Bakugou will appreciate that. He'll never say it aloud, but she can just tell.

They both missed their friends.

But as he begins to open the gift, Ochako scoots closer, the excitement on her face clear as day as she bounces her leg a little in anticipation. She's quiet for as long as she can stand, but inevitably blurts out when he rolls the poster out first, catching the smile and mirroring it tenfold as her eyes never leave his for long. Yeah, she saw that, and giggles to herself...which only becomes louder when he frowns another second later.]

So you like it, right?! I was so lucky it wasn't torn or wrinkled when I found it! [She clapping her hands a little, like a seal, but quiets again when he keeps going, her grin now eating up her face when he pulls out the shirt and asks her where he found it.] I found that, too!! I'll tell you about how later, but keep going, there one more!

[The two gifts were things she picked up, but the one at the bottom is specifically from her. Ochako made this one, so she's most excited for him to see it, and to get the seal of approval. It took a ton of time and work - Ochako's "training" and "excercise" was spent racing to where she stashed her work at the fabric store she got the materials to work on it. The owner was kind enough to let her keep everything there, and use a corner of the shop to work, and all she had to do was help her get heavy rolls of fabric from high shelfs, and do some light cleaning. Easy enough, really.

The dark look only earns Ochako's laughter and a heart shape with her hands before she's bouncing in her seat all over again. Honestly, who's more excited here?! But the scowl, the look in his eyes...she knows. It doesn't take much to know when Bakugou is in a good mood, and she can barely contain herself. The urge to hug him tight is strong, but she instead squeezes his one arm quickly before batitng his fist away.]

I did not!! I only meant to get you the one thing, the other two just kinda...appeared. [Literally.] But you know you deserve all this, right? You're one of my best friends, Bakugou.

[ After Midoriya gives his thoughtful present, Ochako follows up with a few presents just as attentive and considerate. Then, it's his turn.

Standing before Bakugou with none of the nerves or happy cheer his classmates exhibited during their gambit with the gremlin, Shouto stands facing him with a familiar smooth expression. Quiet and free of any visible present, he greets Bakugou with a customary. ]

Happy Birthday, Bakugou.

[ Which he follows up by slipping a small card from his back pocket. He then presents his present to him almost like a business card. He offers Bakugou the card without any of the bowing or follow-up commentary. Just stands there and waits for a reaction.

~~You're welcome!~~]

Edited 2022-04-25 00:50 (UTC)

[Out of everyone here, Katsuki really doesn't know what to expect out of Todoroki. The most ideal situation would be that he didn't get him anything at all, sparing them both the positively aggravating moment of trying to navigate the aftermath of awkward as fuck gift giving and receiving. Somehow, what with this entire fucking party being a thing, Katsuki suspects he won't be so lucky.

There's a second, as they're facing each other, that he thinks he might've been spared though. Ain't no box, or bag, or anything else. Just a stoic as hell 'Happy Birthday, Bakugou' and now maybe they can be going their separate wa--

Nope. No dice. He's getting handed something. Formally, too.

A fucking business card? Katsuki's face twists in irritated confusion as he stares for a moment, then eventually takes it... flipping it over to look at what it is. Only to have his expression evolve to irritated exasperation, instead.]

The fuck?! [A pause, probably awkward... for everyone else in the room.] What've I ever done to make you think I'm gonna want to use a fucking favor punch card?

[HONESTLY]

[This is fucking ridiculous.

Obvious, that Todoroki hasn't been to many parties in his life. Most people would just smile and take the gift happily to preserve their friend's feelings or whatever, but that ain't his fucking style. Katsuki looks like he's about to hand it back.

But then, out of the corner of his eye, he sees the small plant that Deku'd brought him. And the wheels start turning as he just stares at Todoroki for a long (probably foreboding to their audience) moment. In all the time they've known each other, he can't recall ever seeing this asshole eat anything with kick to it.]

On second thought- [Katsuki starts, letting those words hang in the air while he moves over to the plant to pluck one of the peppers off of it. Turning back, a deviously toothy grin cocks up on one side as he presents the pepper to his classmate.] Do me a favor, Halfie. Let's see how Deku actually did. Test this.

[ He thought... it was a good idea.

Surviving half a year in Trench means he knows a lot more than his classmate at the moment. Something Bakugou may find hard to acquire, he may be able to get relatively east purely due to experience. The favor card gave Bakugou an excuse to simply ask him for something - information, things, etc - he and Ochako need without putting pride on the line.

A simple exchange.

What he does not expect is for his friend to turn around and pluck one of the peppers off that plant and --

Oh... he's smiling.

Does that mean he likes it? Kizu asks, curious.

Yes. He affirms with all the assurity he showed in his interview where he proclaimed them to be friends. Expression changing to one of confidence - He likes it - Todoroki takes the offered pepper and turns it around in his hand with absolutely no clue how to proceed. ]

How do I test it?

Edited 2022-04-30 00:21 (UTC)

[CONSUME!!! There's cake, lots of spicy food/snacks, drinks (mostly sodas, tea, and water) and an actual dinner will be provided by Ochako. This is really more just a brief get-together and dinner than anything super elaborate, after all.]

[...the fuck did she have to trade to get her hands on all of this shit?????

Most important question Katsuki's got while he's (stink)eyeing all of the food. At least some of the snacks can hang out in the pantry without going bad, so it's not all that far off from just... stocking up on shit. Ain't nothing he can do about it now, and aside from a NORMAL level of bitching in general, Katsuki just gonna keep his mouth shut about her efforts and let Ochako have her damn day. And yes, it's abso-fucking-lutely her fucking day, since a party would be his last damn choice on how to spend today. It's a fucking cheater's birthday anyway.

His plate is loaded up with a sampling of all of the "I'm dying, Squirtle" spicy snacks, and this fucking birthday savage is snagging a piece of cake with his hand. Taking a bite of said cake, he makes his way to sit on the couch. Next to whoever the hell has the misfortune of being there before him.]

[So, Bakugou's birthday has come and gone, but all of what Ochako planned for him hasn't quite dried up yet. She has one more little gift for him, and it took far more planning to make everything work out, too. Trading some excess fabric from when she made his gift - a soft blanket which...might be broken in today, so they can sit on it (if he's okay with that) - Ochako was able to get a large enough picnic basket to use for a little outing she planned some time ago.

You see, a kind woman she met some time ago had opened a gorgeous garden for people to visit on a whim, and Ochako had asked about any cherry blossom trees...since they were blooming around the time of her friend's birthday, and she was already missing the soft, gentle color and scent of home. Luckily, there was one in the garden, and Ochako reserved a time for herself and her friend to sit under it and enjoy a little bit of time together.

It's just a picnic, a sort of faux hanami of sorts. Ochako even made some sandwiches - egg salad and spicy tuna mayo - and a thermos of tea as well. She, erm...h-had to give up a vial of blood for a few of the utensils she's using but...Bakugou doesn't need to know that. Besides, it was a few days ago, and she's totally fine! Like giving blood at a blood drive!! Yeah...yeah. Regardless, Ochako is excited to get to spend some time with her friend just on their own together, enjoying something peaceful and quiet. She knows he isn't a people person, so a relaxing place like a garden should be good for his introverted nature. Plus, there's other really nice plants and flowers around, too!! They can take a walk around even after they have their little picnic.

It should be fun! Or at least Ochako hopes he'll like it...]

Can you believe one person grew all these plants, Bakugou-kun? Aren't they so pretty?! And what luck she actually had a sakura tree, too!! I'm so happy...I thought Nippon would be the last place we'd get to see them in full bloom.

Edited 2022-04-24 01:07 (UTC)

[So when did he become the type of guy to go along with shit just because he knows it's gonna make someone else happy? It's such fucking bullshit, and he thinks that crap a lot lately when it comes to her. Swears time and time again that he isn't gonna cave or let himself act a way because she's the one asking. Yet here he is, in tow with a surly fucking scowl and a blanket (his blanket, that Ochako made for him) over his shoulder as they make their way to this. Garden, or whatever the fuck it is, for a picnic, apparently. Weird time to go out for a picnic, what with the unending darkness, but she really seems like she wants to and honestly... being around Ochako has helped him more with his corruption in the last week than the isolation was. It (probably) won't kill him to try to enjoy this.

At least it's just them here. The party that she threw was fine, nice even--and it was low key to her credit, but still. His already barely existent social meter would be below 0 if the gauge allowed for it.

They make it to the cherry blossom tree, and it's when he's pulling the blanket off and moving to spread it out when Ochako speaks up. Scoffing a little at the 'pretty' comment, he just shoots her a look. One that clearly asks her if she honestly expects him to gasp in awe and solidarity about how freaking gorgeous the plants around them are. Even if he agrees--and he ain't disagreeing, he ain't about to fucking devolve into some starry eyed bitch over it. Sorry girl, ya boy's got too much pride to do that.

But... the sentiment in what she says at the end isn't lost on him. His scowl seems to decrease just a hair as he moves to sit on the blanket, then cranes his head back to look up at the tree they're under.] Dunno about the whole 'last place we'd get to see it' business, but I definitely didn't expect to see this shit here. [Not in Trench, and certainly not now when everything is bleak as hell and shrouded in darkness. Katsuki looks almost pensive as he stares up for a moment, before returning his gaze to his best friend. Y'know, the one who's trying really fucking hard to keep him even, and from withdrawing right back into his own fucking head. Something he keeps trying to do, just out of habit alone.

Give and take, Katsuki... can't just take from her all the fucking time. Even in conversation. There's a long pause, as he turns his gaze down and traces one of the black embroidered circles in the orange X on the blanket with a pointer finger idly. Thinking, frowning a little more again.]

You ever miss it? [Nippon, he means.]

[Honestly, Ochako sort of knew this isn't entirely Bakugou's thing, but she still just wanted to do it in the hopes that he'd get comfortable enough. Maybe she's just a sap for things like this - the symbolism of the cherry blossom, the nostalgia, and feel like they can do something nice together. Just that little taste of home again, because Trench is...well, it's not Nippon, and it sure as fuck isn't Musutafu. Having a faux hanami picnic feels like something just for them, and that's...kind of what Ochako wants. Hevaen knows Bakugou needs a little alone time after his surprise party.

Thankfully, there's artificial lights in the garden, which give it some form of ambiance, and...it is nice. There's something about the soft glow of the lamplight in the dark, the gently fluttering branches and petals that dance about sometimes. She sets down their little basket of goodies and snickers at the look she's given. Yeah...yeah, that scans. It's about what she expected out of Bakugou, but doesn't make it any less funny. That little scowl he sports so often, when he's just being a brat, is actually...kind of cute. Endearing, in a weird sort of way.

Sitting next to him, and setting things out from where she packed them into her bag, Ochako pauses as she sets down the thermos of tea that was prepared earlier, looking up at the branches of pink blooms. What a question...huh.]

...Yeah, actually. I mean, it's definitely not home, but it was close enough, in a weird way, y'know? It was still familiar because it was still Japan. I knew the language, the currency, the culture...stuff like that. And other than a few things...it never really felt overly dangerous. Not like here.

Plus... [Ochako puts down the paper plates, some mugs she brought along from their little house...and of course the food. Her smile is soft and sweet, and she glances at him just briefly as she continues.] I got a chance to get closer to you, um...a-as friends, so I have that to be thankful for.

[Katsuki is initially pretty neutral as he listens to her answer, watching her hands make work of reaching into the bag to pull all of the stuff out of the bag. Reaching out to take the thermos, he glances up to watch her gaze turn up to the blossoms above them. The thoughtful expression that turns into that soft, sweet smile as she moves to set down plates is fucking ridiculous because the blond can't help but admire it despite the fact that he isn't fucking supposed to. It's always there, his stupid truth, no matter how much he fights it. Fights liking her.

And you know what doesn't help a damn thing? What Ochako says as she fucking does it.

Smiles like that and says something that god damn nice about him, like he isn't one of the biggest assholes she's ever met. Not always, but c'mon... this is the guy who routinely basically poisons her food with spice and does shit like rub frog guts in her face and laughs about it. And yet she's happy to have had the chance to get closer to him--as friends, and it's earnest.

He fucking hates how it gives him the sensation of butterflies in his stomach. If he could reach into his own guts and individually blast each one of those invisible bastards into dust, he would. And Katsuki hates even more how it makes his face feel a little hot. Makes his heart feel like it's skipping fucking beats, even though she's just fucking specified that she means as friends.

Hopefully the low glow of lights in the darkness isn't enough for her to fucking notice the warmth on his neck, his ears, his damn cheeks. It's time for some serious damage control. The effort to pinch his expression into a scowl is extremely measured, and Katsuki reaches for the mugs while adopting a rather chiding tone. But he doesn't have the heart to put too much bite into his slight deflection, not with how fucking tooth rottingly kind Ochako has been to him the last couple of weeks... and still is.]

Tch! [The scoff is low as he unscrews the lid to the thermos and makes himself busy with pouring the tea into the mugs. Speaking while he fills one.] You tryin' to annoy me to death with all your kind gestures and nice comments, Cheeks? Cause it's fuckin' working.

[Moving to the next mug, he does at least try to steer the conversation back to the answer to his question. Deflect, deflect, deflect. He's annoyingly getting fucking good at that shit.] Nippon was child's play compared to Trench though, y'ain't wrong. Even at it's worst, it was mostly just annoying. [Even the curse wasn't shit compared to what he's been through here. But he's keeping it light, skirting over that part.] All those damn bonding experiments and stupid ass festivals or parties...

[Like the fucking cat café on the train. Or the dick festival. Boy, that was uh...

Speaking of, though??? His expression shifts, that crooked ass, cocky grin of his instantly breaking through the hard scowl he'd adopted while trying to act like he wasn't feeling any kind of way. Katsuki puts the second mug down in front of her before tapping the thermos with one finger.] Didn't bring enough tea, scared I'd hand your ass to you again in another contest?

[She most certainly has a bit of color around her face when she says it, because it's definitely really "fucking sappy", as Bakugou would describe it, but it's how she feels! The honest truth of the matter is, Ochako is especially happy over the fact she and the explosive blond were able to get closer. He's fun to be around, enjoyable too, and Ochako treasures every moment she can get to just be with him. It's sort of why this particular outing is one she specifically chose just for them. The party at their house was for everyone - for their friends to mingle and give gifts, since they...probably never did that before. And heaven knows Izuku must have missed Bakugou like nothing else. The chance to spend time with him is probably just as important to Izuku as it is to Ochako.

But this? This is...different. Special? SOMETHING?? Ochako's not sure what to describe it as, but she's happy for the alone time, and she knows Bakugou is, too.

Even if, yes, he is a bit of a jerk sometimes...she's got her own brand of sass, too. Never backing down from his goading, accepting him as he is - flaws and all - and choosing to stay by his side no matter what. Nothing can change how important Bakugou is to Ochako, how all of her friends are, but Bakugou has grown from just a handsoff friend and classmate to one of her very best friends. She wants to be close to him, wants to watch him grow stronger and better as a hero and person, and she just wants him to be happy. It's no lie that Ochako's motivated by preserving and protecting peoples' smiling faces, so...s-so of course she wants to see her best friend happy, too! Unlike what he thinks, Bakugou definitely does deserve happiness. Everyone does - it's a basic human right, after all.

She snickers at his comment, setting the food out for him first before busying herself with making her own plate. It's not a gourmet meal or anything, Ochako's not at his level, but the food she prepped definitely is comforting, tasty, and will fill them up enough that they won't be wolfing down their dinner when they get back home after this outing and whatever else they want to do until then (probably a work out and training).]

If that alone could kill you, Bakugou-kun, then between Mina and Kaminari together...you'd have been dead a long time ago.

[She doesn't seem to catch on that he's deflecting, or at least it doesn't show. This is typical Bakugou behavior, after all - she says something nice to him, he gets huffy about it. Bakugou never took compliments well, even if they were totally sincere and honest. Ochako stretches out a bit against the trunk of the tree before going to pick up her mug to take a sip of tea.]

Mm, yeah...I never thought Nippon was especially dangerous. I-I mean...other than the one time. [She clears her troat a bit, taking a long sip of her tea before practically choking on it and spraying it all ofer her front. FUCK--] You're bringing that up now?!

[Her face is turning scarlet, because Ochako absolutely remembers that. The festival especially, and how she acted. My god, how she acted back then, just to get on his nerves...she'll never live it down. H-Hopefully Bakugou doesn't remember that part, and is more focused on their dumb competition.]

Edited 2022-05-21 22:19 (UTC)

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[CLOSED TO BAKUGOU - Picnic Not!Date, forward dated to 4/23]

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