Decisions (kamijiro) (bakujiro)

Chapter 12 - "Thank you..."

Jiros POV:

"Jiro!" I could hear a certain blond boy call faintly in the distance.

I didn't both waiting or turning around because I was almost at my dorm. So close to being able to lay down on my bed and ball my eyes out. I could feel the tears running down my face as I ran. Luckily I never lock my door so I didn't have to struggle and get the keys to open it.

I finally arrived at my destination and opened my door as quickly as I could. Scurrying inside, locking my door and jumping on my bed.

As soon as my head hit the pillow I started to cry. Cry, cry and cry. It wouldn't stop no matter how much I tried to keep my feelings under control, I couldn't.

Minutes later there was a series of loud bangs on my door. Not knowing who it was I shouted "LEAVE ME ALONE!" In between sobs.

"Jiro open this door right now!!" My best friend yelled at me through the wooden door.

I ignored him drowning out his calls. I started to think back to what had happened moments ago. I thought about all the nice things that Kaminari said about me, how I left as if I was floating (and not from Uraraka's quirk). I knew my face was red from embarrassment but I didn't care. That was one of the nicest things a boy has ever said to me. I then thought about all of the horrible things that Mineta said about me.
Saying that I would be the last girl out of the whole school even the world to be picked as a first choice! I mean I know I am ugly but that was taking it to far.

I hate everything about my appearance. The fact that I have short hair is straight up annoying, it always gets in the way when I'm  training. No matter how hard I try to grow it out it won't grow at all.

I have a small figure that nobody would want to look at. I would die to look like the other girls in my class. Heck, even Hagakure looks better than me and she is invisible! That's saying something isn't it.

I also hate my quirk it's basically useless. It doesn't do anything to help people. If anything it just gets in the way. And it leaves these stupid things on my ears. They make me look ten times worse than I already do!

"JIRO!! I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR IN 5 SECONDS I'M GOING TO BLAST IT TO BITS!!" Bakugo's loud voice startled me out of her trance. I heard him counting but ignored.

"5..." I knew what was coming but still chose to do nothing.
"4..." Should I open the door?
"3..." He's gonna come in anyway.
"2.." May as well save my door from being blown up.
"1!!" Bakugo did what he said he would. He blasted my door down.

Now there was nothing in between us. I was still laying on my bed, my face hidden by my pillow.

Bakugo's POV:

"W-What are you doing?" I asked Jiro after seeing her face buried in her pillow.

She looks so cute. Just laying there. Her body is so perfect. I don't know what that idiot Mineta was thinking when he insulted her like that. Like 'last pick in the world' my ass. She's the most beautiful girl I know!

Without even knowing it I was walking up to her bed. I heard her mumble a single word.

"Crying."

I had finally made it to her bed and went to sit down but before I could she turned around.

She was a mess. Tears were still streaming down her red face. Her eyes looked puffy and swollen yet beautiful. She made eye contact with me and I started to get butterflies in my stomach.

Third person POV:

"Why do you care what that stupid idiot Mineta says!? He's wrong!" Bakugo asked, his voice drenched in hatred.

"Because I believe him... I-I agree with hi-" Jiro started to answer him but Bakugo had cut her off before she could finish her sentence.

"You do realise that you're the most beautiful girl in this class, right? That there isn't anyone that can top your looks and your stunning personality!" He said starting to become louder.

"I don't think that's true." Jiro disagreed.

Bakugo went to open his mouth to argue but Jiro stopped him.

"Just listen to me. Everyday I wake up and see the beautiful girls in our class, who might I add, look amazing, even in there pyjamas! Then I look at myself, and I see someone who would never be anyone's first choice. Someone who doesn't have a big chest, isn't tall, doesn't have curves and is just purely ugly! To have someone who will flirt with anyone, literally anyone, and say that they wouldn't even want me if I was the last girl on earth is horrible. Do you know how it feels? To be the only girl in our class who isn't pretty." Jiro sat up tears starting to stream down her face harder than before.

"You are not ugly! Who cares if you don't have any curves or your chest isn't as big as the other girls. Your perfect in your own way and if that stupid grape head can't see that than he's honestly just a dumbass." Bakugo said annoyed at her whole argument. "Besides you would be my first pick anyway!" He added.

Bakugo turned his head away from the purple haired girl when he noticed that she was staring at him with her jaw basically on the floor. He was a deep shade of red now. All of a sudden he felt skinny yet surprising strong arms wrap around him. He turned back around to see Jiro hugging him. He hugged her back, tightly. Soft sniffing was the only thing that could be heard in their silence.

"Thank you, Bakugo." He heard Jiro mumble.

"Just call me Katsuki." He replied blush still splattered across his face.

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