Dumbass || Bakugo Katsuki ||✔

Chapter 16

The doctors discharged me pretty early- just the next morning. It was a sunny yet cold Monday but I was told to take the day off just in case.

Everyone was at school and I was bored in my dorm. Usually I stitch or knit some things but I had no motivation to do anything, not after realising I missed a whole week.

Instead of studying, I was bouncing a mini ball against my manga-covered walls, sighing millions of times.

My body jumped when two knocks hit my door, wondering who could be outside. I was in my usual sweatpants and plain T shirt so whoever it was could see the half-awake me.

"Hm? What is it?"- I opened the door, my eyes wideneing at the sight of Bakugo.

His eyes avoided mine awkwardly, cheeks red. "So you finally woke up, dumbass."

I leaned against my door with a playful smirk. "Dumbass? You called me by my first name back there." His cheeks became a darker shade of crimson, stammering.

"You s-sure hit your empty skull hard... idiot!" He growled. I'm sure he hated feeling embarassed so I stopped it for a while. "Wanna come in?" I stepped back, opening the door wider.

"I only came here because I needed help with the chemistry homework! Hmp." He did his weird walk inside my room. I giggled and shook my head, closing the door behind.

"You skipped school just for that?" I teased, wiggling my eyebrows.

"N-No! Don't get ahead of yourself!" He grunted. "Besides! You're such a numb skull for jumping in to help without thinking!"

My head dipped downwards and I whimpered at how embarassing it was. "I know!" I rolled my eyes.

"Maybe I was right to have called you dumbass! You idiot! Hurting yourself for no reason at all... I mean- how do you think Mr Aizawa would have felt if you had died?!"

I snapped my head back up with a snarl. "You're not my mum! Why do you care so-..." I paused to think, seeing him facepalm in the corner of my eye. "Ok you care because you're my friend- BUT STILL! YOU'RE NOT MY MUM!"

"Just shut up..." He sat on my bed as I took out my chemistry books. I noticed his blood filled iris wonder around my room, taking in the FMA posters.

"What's up with the weird guy." He pointed at Alphonse.

"He's my boyfriend from another reality- and he's nOt wEiRd!" I hissed, dropping the heavy books on the matress.

Bakugo tched and crossed his arms over his chest, keeping his satanic eyes glued on me. I was used to it by now, at first it was terrifying because his eye colour stood out like a sore thumb and reminded me of two droplets of fresh blood.

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"There!" I finished explaining the entire topic. Collapsing onto my pillows with my arms spread.

"Whatever..."

"Wanna cuddle? I usually cuddle Ochaco but she's at school."

"You keep asking that weird question." He turned around, facing away from me.

Clicking my tongue and staring at my ceiling, I agreed with him. "Sorry if I'm making you uncomfortabe, you just look like you're fun to hug." I answered.

His shoulders tensed up, his body motionless as he faced my Alphonse poster.

"We never got to jog last week because of your dumb ass."

"Bakugo..." I started, wondering if I should change and go on a jog with him or rest.

"I won't go jogging today...wanna get icecream instead?" He turned around with his usual frown. I smiled and hopped off the bed to get my coat, scarf, hat and mittens.

"Tch, it's not that cold outside."

"Oh shut up! You wouldn't understand with your violent ass quirk." I hid half my face in the scarf, enjoying the warmth.

If we were caught skipping school, Bakugo would get in trouble since I had an excuse. I thought as we both left the dorms. I rubbed my hands together, wishing I was Bakugo, he only needed a scarf and a hoodie to stay warm.

"How was last week?" I decided to start a conversation. My voice muffled against the scarf.

"Nothing much but no one could shut up about whatever beef you and froggy have."

I laughed at his nickname and shook my hand. "That old thing! I don't completely understand why she hates me either."

As we walked on, I couldn't help but notice how beautiful he was when he wasn't mad. Perhaps the reason he makes gremlim faces is because he doesn't like being called a pretty boy.

But wow... he was just breathtaking. Nose and cheeks tainted with pink in the gentle snow, eyes wondering around, his soul completely lost in his blurry future.

"What's with the staring? Pervert." He scoffed, kicking a pile of snow.

"Oh nothing." I sheepishly grinned. "Just how feminine you look." I said. "What?! You know what I'm not even going to question your stupid delusions. Dumb shit."

My eyebrows lowered in offense. "What is it with you and calling me dumb?" I nudged him.

"Just stating the truth. Idiot."

"Stop insulting me!" I swung my hips at him from the side, making him stumble. "Hey! You just bum-bumped me!" He yelled, lips uncontrollably twitching upwards.

His smile became wicked as he turned to the side, cocking his hips back and forcing me to lose my balance after he shot his hard ass at me.

We both hysterically laughed at how ridiculous this was. He held out his hand and I gladly took it, patting the snow off of me.

Just as he was about to walk off, I smirked. "You're not getting off easy! Katsuki Bakugo!" I challenged, rolling a bunch of snow into a ball and chucking it at him.

"Oh yeah? You're really gunna challenge me?! The greatest?!" He cackled. I instantly regretted it when I saw how huge his sphere of snow was.

The both of us chortled like idiots, running away from each other back and forth.

By the time we had finished our snow fight, we were both quivering and school was over. We hadn't realised how much we got caught up in the mini war.

"Let's g-go home." I sniffled, hugging myself.

Authors note:

Are you even best friends if you've never hit each other using your hips?? 💀💀💀