Mending Old Wounds

Breakfast

Wednesday June 30th

Bakugou's POV:

It's too fucking early for it to be this hot outside! I'm tired as all hell! I fell asleep before I really had a chance to talk to Ei, again! And now I have to have a serious conversation with Deku, without thinking about that dream I had about him and Ei last night! FUCK! 

Admittedly, that little shit had snuck his way into my dreams before, and all those dreams usually ended with the Nerd pinned under me, either with his hero suit on, glaring from losing a match, or stripped, red-faced, and panting with his eyes half-closed. This dream had been completely different. I just watched, while Eijiro turned Deku into a fucked out mess, and that shit was hot. Catching the Nerd ogling Eijiro over dinner, really fucked me up. 

I was out in the courtyard, doing some stretches, trying to calm the fuck down, and take my mind off the dream, when Deku came out 5 minutes early, with a fucking skin-tight muscle shirt on. The fucker might as well have been shirtless. Fuck. I tore my eyes away and focused my attention back on my lunge.

"Morning, Kacchan!" Not going to look, I know he's giving me that bright-ass smile right now.

I responded with a guttural noise, and he started in on his own stretches. When I felt limber enough, I stood and started a slow jog down the walk that led to the outer path around the grounds.

"Try to keep up," I knew he would follow me, I didn't need to look back for confirmation. 

Sure enough, just a few seconds later, I could see the mop of green out of my peripheral, matching my pace with ease. Deku waited until we were a good distance from the dorms, before he started talking.

"All Might and I told Aizawa Sensei about OFA."

"Yeah? Fucking finally!" 

"Yeah. All Might also said he thought it was about time I shared the secret of my quirk with some other close, trusted friends."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, he also told me that you suggested Kiri and Shoto."

"Well, yeah. They're-" I stopped myself when the realization hit. Deku completely stopped jogging and faced me. 

Fucking All Might told him it was my idea! Shit!

I stopped, faced him, and waited for him to talk first.

"What exactly did you and All Might talk about on Monday?" Deku didn't look angry, or upset. His eyes just searched mine.

I let out a frustrated sigh. "I told All Might that I thought it might be a good idea to tell Aizawa Sensei and a couple of other people about your quirk. Told him that it should be up to you to decide who those other people should be, but he pressed me for my opinion and I told him if it was my choice, I'd pick Ei and Todoroki." Deku doesn't need the details.

"Was that all?" Deku was still searching my face, with those big eyes.

"Yeah," I shrugged. Just fucking drop it.

"Then what was the disagreement?" Seemed like Deku was about to lose his patience.

"Hah? The fuck are you talking about?"

Deku huffed, "Last night, when I asked you this same question, you told me he pissed you off and you had a disagreement. What was it?"

Fuck! I can't fucking lie, he obviously knows more than he's telling me.

"Ugh! All Might didn't want you to tell any of our classmates about OFA, because he thought that me knowing was enough. I told him that I didn't think it was enough that I knew. Told him that it'd be better if just a few more people were in on it."