Soul Thirst (Bakugo x Fem reader x Dabi)

Chapter 5

You wake up with bandages on your head and wearing black jacket over your sleek hero costume. You turn your head left to see recovery girl taking your vitals. You get up positioning yourself resting on the headboard.

"You certainly are careless", said recovery girl making you puzzled.

You point yourself with your index finger with a questioning look on your face. "Yes, you. Didn't you hear me clearly, young lady?" You say, "yeah, I do. It's just...I don't understand why you're calling me careless."

She gives you quick look and start talking, "it seems like you're having bad side effects from your quirk. That concludes your random burst of severe headaches. I'm not sure whether it's from overusing or maybe the opposite."

Something flashes inside your head with a screeching noise...a flickering distant memory. You see yourself but you look younger, standing in front of a hero choking, with your hands raised point at him with your hair blowing behind and your eyes looking at the hero as if he's a prey who has fallen to your hunger. The memory starts dissolving into nothing in your head while your holding onto your head. Recovery girl stands next to you kissing your head and you feel a lot better in an instant.

"Are you alright, sweetie?", She questions you with a worried face. You tell that you're okay and pick yourself out of the bed.

"By the way, recovery girl while I'm allowed to leave, may I know who this jacket belongs to?"

Recovery girl replies, "I don't know, you came here already wearing it." You hum an okay and leave, after thanking recovery girl for taking care of you.

You wonder who the jacket belonged to. You look at the time on the clock, it was just 12pm. You walk your way towards the changing room and open your locker to find your uniform and belongings. You slowly change into your uniform wincing in pain. "Hey, you okay Esma?", a soft voice calls out to you. You turn to look who it was with just skirt on you leaving your top with a grey sports bra. It was the cute girl in your class, Uraraka.

"I guess so...", you reply steadily. "I hope you're not feeling down because of the training", she says with a faint worry shading her face. After buttoning up your shirt you reply, "not at all, Uraraka...I do feel like I could've did better, but it's okay. I'll make sure to win next time."

With a bright smile she says, "that's great, Esma. I'll also train harder next time", with a determined look on her face.

"By the way, who was your opponent, Uraraka?"

"... Bakugo!", she replies a weak smile.

'Yikes', 'jeez', 'hope she's fine', were the only words circulating in your, now numb head.
You blurted out questioning her, "are you okay?"

She says, "actually I'm feeling good, I did better at this rematch!", with a beaming look on her face.

'REMATCH!?', was now the only word ringing in your head and you again blurted it out. She questions whether you didn't watch the U.A sports festival. You give an embarrassed smile, "well I did, but only the latter part where Bakugo fights Shoto and Midoriya's combat. I didn't realize the importance of the festival until my mom recited a whole speech about it and that was the reason how I missed the other fights between Bakugo's and Midoriya's."

She chuckles at your answer and asks, "How come you not know about it in the first place?"

"It's quite a long story. My grandma was born here but she moved to America for...personal reasons and she married my grandpa and lived there, but my mom wanted to return to Japan. So she came here to continue her higher education and ended up with my dad. my mom wanted to live here, but my grandma forced her to get back to America along with me. So I spend my childhood in America. My mom probably wanted to be close to my dad, so we came back here when I was nine. Last year, we visited her and stayed with her for a while, just for her to pass away when we took her to the hospital in a severe condition. So I guess you have my whole story. Unstable childhood, it is the reason for some unknown customs of Japan."