Don't Let Go

stranger danger

"You used your quirk on our guest?"

"What? Me? What ever are you talking about?", she asked with an innocent smile.

He rolled his eyes and shooed her away back to the kitchen.

"I'm so sorry, sir. My employee has been watching too much of the recent news. She's a bit delusional to say the least. This meal is on me.", he said bowing slightly.

The girls quirk was called Permeate. She was able to change the scent and taste of most liquids. She was taking hero classes in college, but her father who also happened to be the owner of the establishment decided she should work part time to pay for her own classes. She definitely helped a lot in the kitchen when it came to experimenting with different drinks and adult beverages. Unfortunately in this case, she happened to turn Ochaco's strawberry water into a very strong alcoholic drink. Probably tried to embarrass her in front her new favorite hero. Definitely wasn't very heroic.

"No problem." , Bakugo said still slightly annoyed. He could go off right now, but he knew he had to keep up his new public image. "We'll be going now, thank you for the meal."

Bakugo had to carry Uraraka out of the restaurant. She was so intoxicated she couldn't walk straight. Uraraka was 18 and Bakugo was 19, so no matter what, this didn't look good for them as citizens or heroes. Bakugo had to make sure no officers or other heroes were around as he shoved her in the front seat of his car.

"This sucks. Why'd you have to drink so much of that stuff?", Bakugo said finally strapping in her seatbelt.

"How was I supposed to know it wasn't good?", she whined. "I don't *hiccup* I don't feel so good, toooo."

He rolled his eyes and closed the door. The restaurant was about 15 minutes from Uraraka's house. Hopefully she could wait to spill her guts until then and not in his car.

"I'll kill you if you throw up in my car.", he mumbled.

"You're the one that asked me out!", she yelled poking his cheek.

Right.

Bakugo sighed and went a little over the speed limit so he could hurry back to her house. He felt sort of bad that this was the second time they've really hung out and it still didn't go all too well. The first time he yelled at her in front of the whole restaurant. Now he accidentally got her drunk.

He looked over to her to see her cheeks and nose slightly red she had rolled down the window. She basically had most of her face out of the window and her arm.

"Bakugo look! Have you ever noticed how WEIRD my hand looks like, like look!", she grumbled examining her finger pads from outside the window. "Who designed this?"

"Put your arm back inside before a truck knocks it off."

"Wait! IT'S ON BOTH HANDS! OH MY GOSH!", she gasped.

Bakugo had to really keep his composure. He'd never seen the girl like this before. She was always pretty cool and calm with a bubbly personality. This however was much more than usual. It was kind of funny. But like, not funny. This was not good. She'd probably never had an ounce of alcohol in her life and she just kept sipping and sipping the entire time they were there.

He pulled up to her house and began put her arm over his shoulder. He looked over at the girl and she looked up at him. Their faces were three inches apart. Her lips were extra pink from the drinking so much of the water and her face was still flushed. She looked really pretty, even in this state. His face feeling warm he looked away and sighed in frustration.

"Pink cheeks, where are your keys?"

She pointed to her bag hazily and rumbled for it.

"I can-I can't get it.", she whined. "Bakugo can you help mee."

Bakugo looked at her like she was crazy but knew she was in no position to be joking. He grabbed her bag and turned on his flashlight so he could see inside.

"You have such nice hands.", she murmured. "They're so much bigger than mines, no FAIR!"

"Oh, shut up.", he mumbled. "Found it."

He opened the door for her and he carried her to the couch. She flopped on the couch and began to laugh.

"My tummy hurts!", she complained.

"Drink some actual water. I'm leaving.", he said walking away.

"Wait, don't goooo."

He closed the door. He didn't really want to be in her house anyway, and he was more concerned he'd run into her parents. Thankfully they didn't seem to be home. Still, out of respect, he wanted to get out of her house as soon as possible when he saw he was the only one there. He got into his car and turned on the heat. He felt a little convicted leaving her by herself in that state, so he went to go text Jiro. Not that she would know what do any better. None of them could legally drink, but at least it was a girl in her apartment and not him.

Suddenly a weird shadow popped up in the corner of his eye the second he was about to text Jiro. A man was just walking around a block down, but he didn't seem to be aiming to go anywhere. His pants seemed dirty and he was wearing a black jacket. From a faraway glance, he seemed to be almost smiling.

"Ugh, creepy old man.", he mumbled.

BAM.

"Bakugoooo!"

You've gotta be kidding me.

Uraraka bust open her door whining for him from upstairs. She stood at the door with tears in her eyes.

"I threw up in my toilet but I got some of my shirt.", she said wiping her eyes. "My favorite shirt!"

He looked at her and then looked at the strange man down the street. There's no way he could let her stay by herself in her apartment now. The weirdo now knew she was there alone and not in a right state of mind. Uraraka could easily take him down....if she was sober. If he put her back in her apartment now and something happened to her, he'd never forgive himself.

He looked at the man down the street and closed his car door. He walked upstairs to her and grabbed her keys from her hand, turned off her lights and then locked the door. The man seemed to have taken the hint from Bakugo's glare and he began to walk in the opposite direction. Bakugo held Uraraka's wrist and put her back in his car.

"Where are we going?", she asked.

"My place."

"Ah.....okay.", she said laughing softly then put her head on her seatbelt. "You know you smiled a lot today. I loved it. *hiccup* A lot."

"What?", he said and looked over at her.

She fell asleep the second she said it. He exhaled and rubbed his hands through his hair.

He began to drive toward his apartment. He no longer lived with his parents. Since he had a partnership with All Might, he and Deku had both gained access to luxury apartments in the city closer to their agencies. They paid for nothing except what they ate at night. Other students were offered the same thing with different agencies, but a few, including Uraraka decided to stay home.

Bakugo pulled up to his apartment a couple minutes later. He looked over to her to see a couple strands of hair in her face. He delicately moved the strands over and smiled lightly while releasing the breath he held. She suddenly moved a bit which took him off guard and he moved back. He sniffed and cleared his throat hoping her wasn't aware of what he did.

"Wake up idiot."

"But it feels so warm in here. And-and it smells good.", and mumbled laughing softly.

"Pft, whats' it smell like Uraraka?", he asked sarcastically.

"It smells like you."

Bakugo blushed immediately and turned off his car.

"Let's go.", he said quietly.