Don't Let Go

my head

NEXT MORNING.

Sniff, sniff.

Ooh. My head.

Sniff.

Something smells good, Uraraka thought.

She got up slowly and rubbed her head.

Wait, I live alone. Nothing should smell at all.

She darted to what she thought was her kitchen and ran straight into a room. Bakugo's room as a matter of fact. Where he was currently changing shirts.

Awkward....

"Huh? Oh, uh sorry!", she wheezed. She held her head and grabbed unto the door. She had a splitting headache and her darting across the room surely didn't help.

"Don't go destroying my place.", he said pulling his shirt over. "Don't you know how to treat someone's flat?"

"I-I didn't know this wasn't my house....at first."

"Now you know."

"Um, a-are your parents here?", she winced. "I would also hate to intrude and not say hello."

"This is my place. They don't live here."

"Everytime I talk to you I learn something new.", she said rubbing her temples.

"That's kind of how it works."

"Heh, right. So I'm guessing you brought me here?", she asked nervously. "I have the worst headache."

"I'd hope so."

"Ah.", she said looking down.

I wasn't wearing this last night...I don't own this...noooo. NO! That couldn't have happened. He's changing though?? Oh my-

"No, nothing happened. Don't be weird.", he said laughing at her different expressions going a million miles a minute.

"But, but then, who changed my sweater?"

Bakugo looked a way with a slight blush.

"I had too. You threw up all over it."

"Did you..did you see anything?"

"No!....but next time....layers."

"Awwwwhhhaaaahhh!", she squeaked laying on the floor with a heavy blush. "This is so embarrassing! You should've just let me- What the heck even happened?!"

"How much do you remember?"

"I remember getting our food...."

"And?"

"Drinking my soda...."

"And?!"

"That's it.", she sighed with a tight lip.

Bakugo sighed and tossed her, her now clean sweater from last night. He was somewhat grateful that she couldn't recall most of last night.

"You can keep the shirt. It's for the best you don't remember. I made you some tea, come on."

"Wha-what? Why's that? Did I- did I say something weird? Oh, I hope not. I wanna know!"

He sighed and shrugged his shoulder.

"Just drink this tea.", he said leading her into the kitchen. "You're gonna need it."

She sat in the chair and began to sip while he told her everything that happened last night...minus her random commentary.

"This isn't drugged is it?", she said giggling.

Bakugo scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"I'm never taking care of you when you're drunk ever again.