[Okay, well now she feels slightly... silly. Is he playing coy here? ...Wait a minute, this is Bakugou. He couldn't be coy if he tried. Narrowing her eyes, she tries to spot something--anything--on his face to give her a hint, but it's too dark to be sure of anything she's seeing. All she's really sure of is that the annoyance that's been continuously building up inside her this whole time is slowly beginning to ebb away.]
No! [Oh shoot, that just came right out.] I-I mean, that's not...
[She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself.]
[ not being coy, just being a certified dumbass who legitimately has no idea he's supposed to be thinking of camie or anyone really. he actually wonders if it's ashido, but that's just... bizarre. the hell.
...... also he is actually someone who hates to lie. he is a contrarian and argues for the sake of arguing, he can practically feel the words 'fuck you, of course i do' on the tip of his tongue and then just barely manages to catch himself before he blurts it out like some idiot. fuck!! especially since it's basically the truth but--fuuuuck, she'd just said there's no way and now... what the hell. he hadn't actually noticed a tiny spark of something like hope burning in his chest, but it had been and... what the fuck is he trying to do about this now.
he'd kind of wanted to press this but maybe that would be too much of an asshole thing to do even for him. ]
You're making some real assumptions. It's pissing me off... [ if that's real rejection it stings even at his natural cockiness. ]
["Assumptions?" Her brow furrows in confusion as she tries to connect the dots here. Assumptions about what, exactly? Him not wanting to... oh. And now her eyes are widening in surprise, her hand leaving her hip to come cover her open mouth.
Oh.
Except... there's no way that can be true, no matter how badly her half-drunk self would like it to be. But then why would he say that? She stands there silently for a moment longer, thoughts swimming around in her head so quickly that she feels like she might be sick. She has to say something, right? She needs to say something.]
So...
[What a start! She's speaking slowly and quietly, completely unsure as to what she's supposed to say. This is new territory, and... oh boy, but it's awkward. She'll just have to... work it out as she goes...]
If I was wrong, then do you really want to... [GOD. She takes another deep breath.] What... do you want?
What do you mean, what do I want? [ it's something that hadn't occurred to him until just now, shoved into a position where the point of this whole pain in the ass game is to touch mouths with some idiot he couldn't give less of a shit about--
but this is uraraka, and he actually does give quite a lot of shits about her. which is probably why he wouldn't really make a move on her in the first place, but now to his slightly tipsy mind the thought of doing so is now just massively tempting, she is this close and it's slightly messing with him. only 'there's no way I'd kiss you' kind of repeats in his head because... that's actually kind of a blow to his ego. ]
I want you to tell me if you don't want this.
[ he wants to know what she'll do if he closes the distance, feel his way up her arm to her shoulder to her cheek so he could get a feel of where her face is before he double-guesses himself. and then he presses his mouth to hers, his lips are dry and the kiss is chaste but not particularly gentle, but apparently this is what he wants to do. ]
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[ he actually... has no idea who she could be referring to. who the hell...
his ego is kind of bruised by that rejection too, ow, he has to admit it. ]
What, the thought of it is that disgusting?
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No! [Oh shoot, that just came right out.] I-I mean, that's not...
[She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself.]
It's not like you really want to kiss me, anyway!
[Ah, yes. Deflection. The perfect strategy.]
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...... also he is actually someone who hates to lie. he is a contrarian and argues for the sake of arguing, he can practically feel the words 'fuck you, of course i do' on the tip of his tongue and then just barely manages to catch himself before he blurts it out like some idiot. fuck!! especially since it's basically the truth but--fuuuuck, she'd just said there's no way and now... what the hell. he hadn't actually noticed a tiny spark of something like hope burning in his chest, but it had been and... what the fuck is he trying to do about this now.
he'd kind of wanted to press this but maybe that would be too much of an asshole thing to do even for him. ]
You're making some real assumptions. It's pissing me off... [ if that's real rejection it stings even at his natural cockiness. ]
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Oh.
Except... there's no way that can be true, no matter how badly her half-drunk self would like it to be. But then why would he say that? She stands there silently for a moment longer, thoughts swimming around in her head so quickly that she feels like she might be sick. She has to say something,
right? She needs to say something.]
So...
[What a start! She's speaking slowly and quietly, completely unsure as to what she's supposed to say. This is new territory, and... oh boy, but it's awkward. She'll just have to... work it out as she goes...]
If I was wrong, then do you really want to... [GOD. She takes another deep breath.] What... do you want?
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but this is uraraka, and he actually does give quite a lot of shits about her. which is probably why he wouldn't really make a move on her in the first place, but now to his slightly tipsy mind the thought of doing so is now just massively tempting, she is this close and it's slightly messing with him. only 'there's no way I'd kiss you' kind of repeats in his head because... that's actually kind of a blow to his ego. ]
I want you to tell me if you don't want this.
[ he wants to know what she'll do if he closes the distance, feel his way up her arm to her shoulder to her cheek so he could get a feel of where her face is before he double-guesses himself. and then he presses his mouth to hers, his lips are dry and the kiss is chaste but not particularly gentle, but apparently this is what he wants to do. ]