𝐺𝑈𝑁 (𝐾. 𝐵𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑔𝑜𝑢 𝑋 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟)

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𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗦𝗨𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗗𝗘, 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑐 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠.
Written for full support of suicide prevention month. Please call 800-273-8255 if you have any thoughts related to this terrible cause, you're loved and you're strong.

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Bakugou suggested sleeping so time would pass faster, he even leant her his coat she could rest her head on to help her sleep. He slept sitting down, head against the wall beside him while crossing his arms. He was thinking over how he would win the case when he sues the hell out of the building in court. God knows how much time passed until they both woke up.

It started with her sitting up, her back in pain and startled when she found herself still in the elevator. Bakugou was still asleep and after she threw his sweater on him like a blanket, she dug through her suitcase. She pulled out a bottle of liquor, the most expensive one she's ever bought and opened it. She's never had a drink in her life, but there were no water bottles in sight making this the last option. Throwing the cap somewhere on the floor, she hesitantly took a sip.

The liquor burned her tongue and mouth, and she coughed uncontrollably to where Bakugou woke up from the noise. "If you're dying, die quietly...What are you doing?" He rubbed his eyes, "...Since when do you drink? Gimme that."

"I don't...I'm just really thirsty." She watched Bakugou easily take a sip. "How do you that? Doesn't it hurt?"

"No because I actually know how to drink, dumbass." He said, taking another sip.

"It tastes gross, how could you drink that so easily?" She frowned. "I'm so thirsty..."

"You're not supposed to taste it, idiot. You're confusing this with wine. Just take a shot."

He sat beside her, brows narrowing as he leaned down to rub his head, how powerful was this drink? She quickly gulped down as much as she could before Bakugou snatched the bottle away. "Holy fuck! This is like a thousand percent alcohol you're not supposed to drink that much or you'll get sick, dumbass!" He lectured, watching as she rubbed her stomach.

"Hehe, you're funny when you're mad!"

"How the hell are you already drunk?" He twitched a brow.

It didn't take long until he was feeling a little tipsy, he chuckled as he stared at the wall, furrowing his brows when his precious bottle was taken from his hands. "Sharing is caring..." she slurred her words.

"I think...I think that is...enough you are drunk." He grinned. "Hey...stop it you are drunk."

"You are drunkier than me...I just...Bakugou you are so cool...you are too cool!"

"Really? Haha..." He laughed for a long period of time, "I just...what ya doing?"

"Wanna see me do a...a cartwheel." She giggled. "Weee!"

"Woah...you're talented- oh my god. You're just...I can't even...wow!"