#tbh a gelato popsicle sounds so good rn

[wishmcker]

She almost immediately pushes herself away from the table, standing up so that he will listen to her when he begins to walk away. She expects him to dismiss her, but she doesn't want him to. ❝ That's not it at all, ❞ the brunette cries, perhaps louder than she should. She slinks back slightly and laughs at the passion that had overcome her to the point where she felt like she needed to make him aware of her thoughts. Her gaze softens and she shrugs, sinking back into her seat as she listens to him.

❝ I did like them, ❞ she replies sincerely, offering a proper smile this time that is not watered down by the burning sensation that had crept up her cheeks. She takes the glass and curls her fingers around it, making sure to keep her pinky fingers from making contact. She's a little embarrassed by her outburst, but she enjoys being able to make her friends happy. And if trying food she isn't used to yet allows her to spend time with Bakugō and bring that sweet smile that he had offered to her in response to speaking about her own favourite snack.

❝ They're a little spicy right now, but maybe I can train to get used to them, ❞ she muses offhandedly, eyes drifting back to the jar. The bright colours are so prominent, and they easily remind her of her companion's more zealous side. ❝ I like sharing the things you enjoy with you. ❞ Her gazes rises to him to watch him, and she smiles as well. ❝ I like doing that with all of you. ❞

She laughs openly at his crassness, leaning back in her share. It's clear she is excited at the prospect of getting another sweet, especially if it will help them cool off.

❝ Do they have flavours you like too? ❞ Ochako asks, and she can't help but wonder what flavours Bakugō would like since gelato was typically sweet. It was clear he hadn't liked the mochi. ❝ I'd love to go! I haven't had a popsicle in a while. I can pay you back for the mochi! ❞

❝  happiness  in  a  bun,  ❞  katsuki  repeats,  staring  quizzically  at  that  sugar-filled  bun  he  detested  so  much.  he  supposed  the  airiness  of  it  was  kind  of  like  biting  into  a  cloud  —  a  tooth-rotting  cloud,  but  a  cloud  nonetheless.  he  still  doesn't  understand  the  appeal,  but  it's  obvious  that  it  brings  his  classmate  immense  joy.  she's  always  so  bright  and  cheerful,  but  her  smile  is  somehow  even  brighter  now.  despite  his  own  disgust  at  the  snack,  katsuki  finds  himself  smiling  (  not  his  usual  confident  grin,  but  a  genuine,  soft  and  slight  smile  ),  and  he  realizes  that  gifting  his  classmate  something  that  makes  her  so  happy  makes  him  weirdly  happy.  he  makes  a  mental  note  to  buy  the  sweet  bun  again  when  he  stops  at  the  convenience  store.

it's  hear  turn  to  try  his  favorite,  though,  and  he  honestly  feels  a  little  bad.  the  surprise  is  evident  on  her  features,  and  there  goes  ochako,  trying  to  be  polite  about  his  pick  even  though  he  knows  the  kick  it  has  overwhelms  her.  he  kind  of  expected  that,  so  he  laughs  and  shakes  his  head.    

❝  love  ‘em.  but you  don’t  gotta  lie,  uraraka.  you  look  like  your  head's  gonna  explode.  is  it  really  that  bad?  you  should  try  some  of  these  spicy  american  chips  someday.  i  love  hot  shit,  but  damn,  at  least  this  candy  has  a  little  sweetness  to  it  mixing  in  with  the  spicy.  those  chips  are  just  brutal,  ❞  while  katsuki  speaks,  he's  moving  about  the  dorm's  kitchen,  grabbing  a  small  class  and  pouring  out  some  water  from  the  fridge,  which  he  offers  to  her.  he  knows  it's  not  that  bad,  but  maybe  it's  different  for  her.  he's  just  practicing  being  more  helpful  and  nice.  aizawa-sensei  told  him  he  needs  to  do  that  more  if  he  wants  to  be  number  one. 

yeah.

❝  you  know,  since  you  like  sweet  shit,  you  should  come  with  me  to  this  place  that  sells  gelato  popsicles.  you'd  probably  love  it,  especially  since  it's  starting  to  get  hot  as  the  devil's  asshole  outside.  ❞