i will never stop writing bakugou as a shy, blushy loserboy, but. the idea of you being more inexperienced than him ??
you're carefully bandaging him up at the agency clinic, after he'd taken a nasty hit that left his shoulder scuffed up, and he's been in here with you more times than he can count, much too late at night, and maybe that's how you get into this conversation in the first place; weird stuff always gets said at this hour.
"no, i'm telling you," despite the vulnerability of what you're saying — despite the awful look that must be on his face — you're laughing. "never dated anyone, never been taken on a date, nothing."
and — he really must look truly terrible, with his mouth open and his lip curled over his teeth and his brows furrowed, because he can't hardly believe a fucking word you're saying. it pisses him off and he doesn't know why, just seems. a waste, for no one to have appreciated someone like you.
someone that he maybe thinks about too much, that is too nice and not funny to anyone but themselves but still laughs and hardworking and. so pretty that it annoys him.
his question comes out rough, harsh. "why the hell not?"
"i don't know," you shrug, eyes cutting to his before focusing back on patching him up. "i'm — probably too shy and weird, or something. and online dating is hard, y'know! some guys are really into the purity thing, like too into it, and some guys find out and won't touch me with a ten-foot pole, so," and then you shrug. like that's all there is to it.
and katsuki is just astounded to know this. not that he's ever done all that much himself, but all his bases have been covered, by now in his life, and he just really can't imagine anyone knowing you and not wanting to—
he realizes the irony of thinking this, like a punch to the gut. after knowing you for almost two years now and never so much as complimenting your stupid hair and the stupid way you wear it.
"well," katsuki grumbles, averting his eyes to the walls of the clinic, trying to seem more interested in your creepy, anatomy posters. "maybe he's comin'...or whatever."
"who's coming?"
"your guy, i don't know!" it's unfortunate that his shirt is off for this, because there's no way you aren't getting a perfect view of the flush that spreading down to his chest. "your dude, maybe he's...figuring it out."
"hmm, maybe. that's what my gran says, but who knows?" you shrug, oblivious — and suddenly your singleness makes a smidge more sense. "i've resigned myself to a touchless, loveless life for—"
"he's comin'!" katsuki barks and you startle at the outburst, eyes casting over his warm cheeks and then down his chest and back. finally, it fucking clicks for you, like he hasn't been finding excuse after excuse to see you every damn night for ages. "he's...checkin' his work schedule and then he's...gonna figure it out, alright?"
you brighten considerably, lip going between your teeth. "oh, yeah, yeah," and your smile is unstoppable, not hidden in the slightest as you turn to the steri-tray at your side, shyness bleeding into his own. "alright."
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‘He opened his real eyes and blinked. He could still see the theme park in front of him, like someone has taken a photo and pasted it into the swirling fabric of the void, glowing at the edges, and with parrots still flying around inside it.
The man he’d been watching was still there too, and for the first time he looked back at him, eyes widening in surprise.’
Theme park au Scar’s backstory infodump under the read more
The watchers found Scar in his crafting dead world. After seeing how good he was at watching for danger, and surviving in the world, they offered him a place as a watcher, which he accepted, as his current world was too dangerous to live in due to the apocalypse.
After becoming a watcher, he lived in the void, and watched different worlds, until he stumbled across Grian’s. He liked him a lot, and kept on revisiting his world. One time, while watching him, he wanted so badly to speak to him, that he managed to open a portal into his world from the void.
Grian, noticing the mysterious floating portal, immediately walked through, to find Scar. They talked, and Scar told him that he was watcher, who watched player worlds from the void, and the portal opened while he was watching him his theme park.
Grian immediately decided to take Scar on a date tour of his theme park. He made his theme park for people to enjoy, and didn’t want anyone to be just watching from the sidelines. He also thought he was really pretty.
The theme park is the first place in a long time Scar hasn’t felt lonely, as he didn’t particularly have any friends among the watchers, and everyone he knew before had died in his previous world. Even when Grian’s is in meetings, or working without him, he now has his friends among the rest of the park’s staff to talk to.
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