[Yeah, he knows what fucking day it is...and while Katsuki would have loved to ignore the holiday in its entirety, he feels the itching at the back of his mind that he should still do something for his friends, especially since he's been missing them for so damn long, and now has a small handful to keep him sane in this godawful place.
So, on the day of, there are boxes of macarons left for each person in or near their rooms (or the couch because Kaminari still doesn't have a spare room...yet). The boys get some plain, everyday shit - chocolate, vanilla, and berry - but Uraraka's are a little more...catered. Also decorative. N-Not that it means anything!! He just expected her to like this cute shit! On the box, a note reads:]
Flavors are varied. Don't share with those other fucking vultures, they got their own.
Backdated to 2/14
So, on the day of, there are boxes of macarons left for each person in or near their rooms (or the couch because Kaminari still doesn't have a spare room...yet). The boys get some plain, everyday shit - chocolate, vanilla, and berry - but Uraraka's are a little more...catered. Also decorative. N-Not that it means anything!! He just expected her to like this cute shit! On the box, a note reads:]
Flavors are varied. Don't share with those other fucking vultures, they got their own.
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