Fauna-Flora
The staff at the flower shop withered inward when they spotted Bakugou's tall frame slam into the shop, afraid that he had broken the door. Loud stomps on the linoleum, anger simmering off of him. 'Would you be able to do one of those old time flower language type bouquets?' He'd seen the little nerd's eyes gleam with excitement whenever anyone gifted him a yellow rose. It being a symbol of friendship. Bakugou adored his company but the 'he' in question wasn't listening, giving him the cold shoulder instead thus he had to find a way to make him listen. 'It won't be exact, but yea, we can do that. What are you wanting the bouquet to say?'
'I want it to say fuck you.' Clarification held within the statement as to make sure the person helping him didn't think he was saying 'fuck you' directly to them. Rather, he just needed something of shock value. He goal was to purposely anger Izuku. After the hole in his pocket was burned, Bakugou thanked the clerk and left with a bouquet of geraniums, blue delphinium, meadowsweet, yellow carnations and orange lilies. Everyone who passed him on his way back to the dormitory made the correct decision to stay clear. They probably pondered the reason why someone would buy flowers if they were that angry at the recipient.
Bakugou assumed Izuku wasn't home as he couldn't find the greenie nor could he find Kirishima who Deku tasked with keeping the hothead away from him. Checking to make sure no one was around, Bakugou creeped into Izuku's room, placing the wrapped bouquet on his desk. 'We need to talk, Deku. -Bakugou' was all he had written on the accompanying card. 'Good, they're not smashed.'
'Why are you disappointed!?' Izuku all but screamed at him. 'I'm not. Just needed a way to get your attention.'
'Then let's talk,' Izuku responded, confused as to what he felt. All he knew was that he wanted his best friend back.
