Explotricity

New Home Ch.33

A/N: This is just a heads up if I ever forget to update this month or early next month it is because I'll be really busy. I am being forced to take summer classes because "I must stay productive during the summer" along with multiple other things including my birthday and trips so yeah. 

Here's another chapter for today because why not! *jazz hands*

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"What did you do to my room!?" Bakugo slammed the room's door after learning there was a black patch in the middle of his carpet.

"Oh alright. I don't want you to complain about your carpet the next time you're about to get kidnapped and I don't try and save you." You crossed your arm and plopped on his bed.

"Out of all the places in this house why does my room have the most damage? I bet you did this on purpose!" He aggressively grabbed his suitcase out of his closet.

"Yes I did save you on purpose! It is not my fault sally stitches tried to burn us to a crisp and it ain't my fault his psycho side kick tried to stab me!" You threw a pillow at him and he tossed it back at your face. "Why are you trying to mess up my masterpiece of a face?"

"What masterpiece? Did his psycho side kick stab you in the brain or something?" You covered your mouth to stifle your laughter and he chuckled.

"You know what's weird?"

"What?"

"We went from being crushed by a building and dying to being attacked by villains within 24 hours. I'm starting to think we're accident prone."

He seemed to think about it for a moment before shrugging. "Aren't the best heroes accident prone?"

"Well in that case I'm a better hero than you." You replied with a smug face he quickly turned around.

"Like hell you are! I was number one in the entrance exam and I'll be number one on the hero charts!" He tossed some of the clothes he picked out at you in retaliation. He had fun teasing you until you made it to your breaking point. It was all too fun to watch.

"I was number one too- never mind just hurry up so we can go get food I'm hungry. Also we're holding up the police and Mr. Aizawa downstairs, they're waiting for us to leave." You whined leaning back on to his bed and tossing a plush up and down until you actually stared at it.

"If you helped instead of being lazy maybe I could be done a lot quicker." He waited your snarky remark, but nothing came. "Hello?" He turned around to see you staring at the grenade.

You smirked at the small pillow before sitting up and staring at him. "You kept them?"

He let out a signature 'tch' and turned around to hide his smile. The smile you held looked so pure and adorable he couldn't help it. You had too many ways to break him into his soft state. "What else would I have done thrown it away? Why didn't you just put your name on the package?"

"So that you wouldn't remember me." He looked at you as you stood in front of him picking outfits from his closet.

"You act like I forgot you." He rolled his eyes and took the clothes you pressed against his chest to his suitcase.

"Not the point. Anyways I need you to go somewhere with me next week and no you don't have an option."

"Why do I have to be the one to go and where are we going?" He took the shirt you held out from your hands.

"Because you're already going to be at my house so might as well be you and to a birthday party."

"Who's birthday is it?"