Genshin impact icons6/6/2023 ![]() ![]() ![]() Bakugou couldn’t tear his eyes off of you, this is what he gave up, because for whatever reason Bakugou cheated on this beautiful creature, cheated on you, and for what?īakugou felt frozen in place, watching as you moved with all the grace of an angel towards the stage to join the man playing the piano. You looked like perfection to him as your words dug deep into his skin, where they would forever stay embedded as a reminder of his mistake. Do you know I’m here? Bakugou demanded, eyes frantically searching your form, dressed like some fucking angel, looking like some heart-broken princess. The words of the song stabbing Bakugou in the heart, your face so gorgeous shrouded in sadness.īakugou could only gape with wide eyes as you sang delicately along with the other man, his hands turning into fists, shaking in horror and grief. There you were, sitting at the end of the bar, dressed in a way that had Bakugou’s throat constricting and his heart dying. Bakugou’s eyes widened as your honey voice came from the bar. “Shut up and listen,” Shouto cut him off impatiently.īakugou glared at his friend before turning to watch the man sing before the words began to process in Bakugou’s mind, there was a bout of silence as the man played his piano, before the sound of familiar voice shot through Bakugou. He began singing, actually fucking singing, Bakugou turned to Shouto with an agitated glare, “What the fuck–” Bakugou’s eyes observing the man that had been manning the door, was now seated at a piano, looking way too huge to be playing such a delicate instrument. “Show’s starting,” Shouto mused quietly, turning around in his seat with his drink in his hand.īakugou’s heart was hammering in his chest as he followed Shouto’s lead as the sound of a piano began playing, echoing in the dead-silence of the lounger. Bakugou’s brows pinched in confusion as the extras in the lounge clapped quietly in response. Bakugou, annoyed with Shouto’s demeanor, decided to say fuck it and order a few drinks, might as well get shit-faced.Īs Bakugou drank his sorrows and regrets away, the room began to darken. Shouto ignored his question and ordered a drink from the bar as if unbothered by Bakugou’s anger and inner turmoil. “And?” Bakugou demanded turning his anger onto Shouto, “Is she fucking stripping or something?” The words tasted horrible in his mouth and jealousy pooled in his stomach, the thought of all these extras watching the girl he loved practically naked and moving in ways that should’ve been for his eyes only, drove him wild with fury. ![]() The place was surprisingly almost packed, what the fuck was going on? Bakugou was getting impatient. The man’s dark blue eyes regarded Bakugou intently before a cruel smirk overcame the man’s face, “Enjoy.” The man’s gravely voice spoke.īakugou stared at this man with a frown and bewildered glare before Shouto clapped Bakugou’s shoulder, “Come on, show’s about to start,” Shouto told him, “I followed her here a few days ago,” Shouto led Bakugo to the bar, the entire wall behind the bar was furnished from top to bottom mirrors, a perfect view of the stage behind them. He came to a podium where a man stood, taller than him, and full of tattoos. What the hell were you doing here? Bakugou demanded as he entered the almost Burlesque styled lounge. Bakugou entered without another word, Shouto following behind at a lazy pace. “It’s a lounge,” Shoto answered steadily, “And there’s someone in there you’d be interested in seeing.” Shouto turned to Bakugou and smirked as the realization dawned on the Pro-Hero. Shouto led them to a fucking bar? “What the fuck, a bar?” Bakugou recoiled with a sneer. “No,” Bakugou muttered, shoving his hands into the pockets of his pants, “Where are you taking me, half-and-half?” Bakugou asked in a higher voice full of annoyance. Bakugou had gone without much resistance, Shouto being the few of his remaining friends willing to speak to him, the majority of 1-A would have nothing to do with Bakugou for what he did to you, a fellow classmate and friend. It was late, Shouto had promptly asked Bakugou to follow him to some forsaken place. “Something funny?” Shouto quietly questioned as they walked side-by-side. Weeks had gone by, not a second word from you, and Bakugou couldn’t help but to bitterly laugh, he knew how fucking stubborn you could be, and how you held onto your grudges possessively. Years of a solid and happy relationship destroyed within seconds, your face full of fury and grief would haunt him in his dreams. It adds a certain type of flavah as you read this, keke.īakugou didn’t know what led him to cheat on you when he thinks about it, an answer can never be found. I had a dream about this, and decided that it was so angst-y that I had to type it up and post it :) Highly recommend you listen to Taylor Swift’s song called Exile as you read this.
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