Of Gods And Maidens

8

As Bakugou led Uraraka to his house, she was surprised to note that where they'd eaten wasn't actually a part of their house. Yes it was outside, so that seemed obvious, but for the house of the God of Dragons Uraraka wasn't sure what to expect.

Bakugou had to grab ahold of Uraraka's wrist to drag her through the house. Because she couldn't stop staring.

"Come on! I'm fucking exhausted and I'm sure the Old Hag didn't set anything up for you and left it for me to do to piss me off." He whispered angrily pulling her along.

She didn't mind, honestly, she ignored his pissy attitude. Especially when looking at the place they were in. It was huge! And the ceilings all were made of glass, or some sort of glass like material. You could always see the sky. In every room they passed, it was like that. Domed ceilings, with some engravings of dragons here and there.

She was excited that she'd be staying in this stunning house. Marble made up the structure of the building, a stunning swirling dark colored marble, flecked with bits of silver. The stars from the night sky refracted light off of the flecks, making the marble itself seem like the night sky.

'How can a place like this truly exist?' Uraraka wondered.

"Cheeks!" Bakugou yelled.

"Did you say something Bakugou?" Uraraka asked. She hadn't meant to tune him out while looking around, but somehow a miracle had occurred.

"Tch. I said, this is your fucking room now or whatever." He gestured to the door in front of him.

"Okay." She replied and reached for the handle. She wasn't sure what to expect when she opened the door. She was a little giddy, to be honest.

"Would you just open the fucking door already?! We don't have all night!"

With a bit of hesitation she pulled on the handle and swung open the door. When she looked inside, she was floored. In the center of the room was a huge bed with deep purple sheets. Piled high on top of it were mounds of pillows, more than she could possibly need.

And then there was the attached bathroom. She walked in not sure what else to expect. It had a dragon clawed tub, one of those ones you'd only heard about in stories. Clearly a molding of claws, which must have taken so much care and time. The mirror was silver with dragon scales artfully surrounding the outside.

This room was more than she could ever have hoped for. In this foreign realm she was being treated better than she had ever been before. 'Mitsuki must really like me, to let me stay here.' Uraraka thought.

"Are you done gawking?" Bakugou asked from the doorway of the room.

"Um, no, definitely not, but it looks like I have everything I could possibly need. Mitsuki must have set this up herself. It's really stunning." Uraraka replied.

"Tch, if you mean gaudy and too on the nose, sure."

"Clearly you two have different tastes."

"Clearly. I'm going over to my room now. You better really have everything you need because if you bother me, I'll end you!"

"Whatever Bakugou, your empty threats don't scare me."

"Tch. I can't believe she put you in the room right fucking next to me." He grumbled and left, closing the door behind him.