-Third Person-
Soda stains the sticky floor and crushed cans are littered on the tiles as the Bakusquad watches TV together. The room is quiet except for the occasional laughter from Mina and Denki and the typing noises from Jirou's phone as she scrolls through it.
"I wonder where Bakugou went," Sero pipes up and reaches for the remote, which is placed precariously on the couch edge before it falls over. He looks at the rest of the group with a quizzical expression and switches the TV off, throwing the remote onto the small coffee table.
"If he doesn't come back in, like, 10 minutes, we're going out to look for him," Jirou says without looking up from her phone. Denki nods and starts to get up from the couch. He climbs up the stairs without talking, as the sounds of footsteps and sparks fade away. Mina also stands up, grabbing Sero's hand and helping him up. Kirishima watches it unfold with a petulant look on his face, as if mad he didn't get help as well. He gets up himself with an angry huff and trails after Denki, possibly to discuss something with him. Suddenly, a door creaks, and Bakugou walks into the common area, sleeves ripped and panting.
"Hello Bakugou," Jirou says neutrally and finally looks up from her phone, pocketing it as she gets up. There's thudding and slamming upstairs, and Denki rushes down with his shirt half on and a sock tangled in his golden hair.
"Bakubro! How are you!" he says ecstatically and throws his arm around the confused ash blonde.
"Get the fuck off me, Dunce Face!" Bakugou sputters and pushes Denki away from him. He rolls his eyes and walks into the kitchen. Kirishima runs down the stairs as well with a large smile and almost trips on the last step.
"Heyy, Bakubro! I was wondering if you wanted to go to the arcade later!" the redhead says with a widening grin and taps his foot. He starts to walk into the kitchen, but stops and sits on the couch instead.
"I- no way!" Bakugou glares at Kirishima and forcefully takes a small glass from the cupboard to get some water. After taking some filtered water from the fridge, he chugs it down in one gulp and throws it aside, mumbling about something. "I'm going up," he says and starts to trudge up the stairs.
"Uh- hey Bakugou! You don't need to do that! Let's have a night out! Just the Bakusquad!" Mina quickly says and laughs nervously. She looks intensely at Jirou, who immediately backs her up.
"Yeah Bakugou, we'll go to the arcade, get some coffee, whatever you want!" she adds and smiles, walking closer to Mina. Bakugou's eyes narrow, and he starts to walk again, but Kirishima stops him.
"Come on, Bakugou! It'll be fun! Just us," he says excitedly and nudges Denki. Denki pulls the white sock out of his tangled hair and nods hurriedly.
"Yup! Everything is open, too! It'll be so great!" he yells and throws his arm around Kirishima. The Bakusquad looks up at Bakugou, waiting for a response. The common area is silent for a few minutes, then Bakugou sighs angrily.
"Fine, but I need to get ready," he says and goes up the stairs without another word. Mina smiles and flops down onto the couch, closing her eyes.
"Good thing we cleaned out his room," she says without opening her eyes. Kirishima nods and looks at Sero, who had been quiet. Jirou smiles and starts to walk up the stairs as well.
"Well, if we're going to go, we need to get ready as well," she calls over the railing before disappearing. Denki goes up after, skipping every step. Kirishima and Sero look at each other, then shrug. Mina opens her eyes and follows Denki up the stairs, and Kirishima and Sero go up after.
-Bakugou POV because why not-
I swing open my door, making it slam on the wall. I flinch a little at the noise, then run to my desk.
"Idiots..." I mutter as I pull my drawers open, looking for my knives. They're just faking, they're definitely just faking. Why else would they ask me of all people to go out with them? I don't see anything I need in my drawers, so I ignore them and do a full search of my room.
"Where the fuck is everything...?!" I think frantically as I desperately open my closet, check under my bed, and even behind my shelf in case anything fell behind there. I fall on my bed, defeated, the mattress sinking beneath me. I don't even have my alcohol to calm me down! I can feel a scream building up inside me, and quickly bury my head in my sheets to muffle the sound. I'm laying in the soft cotton for a moment when I realize, I still have one.
I kept my knife in my phone case! I still have one knife, and that makes me happier than anything. I smile and get off the bed, ignoring the pounding pain starting to come into my head. "It's probably all that damn alcohol I drank..." I think and shake my head. I quickly change into a T-shirt (the aji fry one ofc-) and take a jacket to cover my arms. I walk outside of my dorm and start to run towards the stairs.
"Ow!" I hear someone say and look back, stopping. Tsuyu's hair bow is ripped, and she's on the floor gathering her books.
"How dare you!" she seethes and makes a fist at me. I just roll my eyes and laugh. Like she could do anything to me even if she tried. Even so, I still feel a bit bad. No wonder I'm such a monster. I hurt people everywhere I go. Still, I push it down and laugh even harder.
"Awwww, does Kermit need a hand?" I tease and pretend to stretch my hand out. "I'm sorry, I guess I can't help you. Go ask your bitch-ass friends to baby you, cause there's no way in hell I will," I walk down the stairs ignoring the angry stutters behind me. "Have fun," I laugh and skip the last step, landing on the wood. Everyone else is already there, chattering and laughing.
I quickly slip my jacket on before anyone notices. Denki and Jirou probably already told them, but I still want to hide it. I wait there for a few moments, waiting for someone to notice me. I see Iida open the door and walk outside, probably to take new stuff to the recycling.
"Oh, hey Bakubabe!" Mina pipes up and smiles. I roll my eyes in return, and she goes back to talking with Sero.
"Okay, now that everyone's here, let's go!" Jirou says and looks at me nervously. I say nothing but instead, start walking. Kirishima catches up to me and starts to jabber in my ear. It's annoying as hell, but I don't say anything. They're really trying hard to make me think I like them though...
We're about to leave when Iida comes rushing in, angrier than ever.
"EVERYONE!" he yells furiously, pushing his glasses up hardly. "PLEASE COME DOWN, NOW!"
"Damn, Four Eyes, what's with your yelling?" I ask and cross my arms. He glares at me without a response for a few minutes, and then smiles.
"I'd like to determine who the fuck decided buying..." he pulls an empty bottle dramatically from behind his back. I hear small gasps from Jirou and Mina, and Kirishima looks horrified.
"A bottle of alcohol would be a good idea." the wine bottle shines in the light as Iida thrusts it out towards me.
My eyes widen.
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