Bakugo x Y/N (reader)

Unstoppable Force, Meets Imovable Wall

The huge library is pretty much empty. Books on quirks and about UA's history fill the shelves. Floor to ceiling windows open to a view of the UA campus and circular tables with chairs tucked into them are set at even intervals apart under each window.

You choose a table by the window and backing up against a bookshelf to sit at while you wait for Bakugo. You pull out the markers from your backpack and set them on the table. The official bell ending the school day rings and a couple minutes later, Bakugo enters the library.

His confrontational gaze scans the library before landing on you. Bakugo makes his way over carrying a large piece of white poster board, that he slams down on the table harder then necessary before finally siting down next to you.

"I got here early," you try, "To make sure I wasn't late."

"Tch, whatever loser."

You sigh, "Alright, then. Let's just get started-"

"Here," Bakugo interrupts gruffly and slaps down a stack of papers in front of you.

You pick them up confused and scan them, "Umm, what's this??"

"It's my part of the project, obviously."

You look up at him in surprise, "You mean, you finished yours too?"

"Duh. I had it done last night." Bakugo leans back in his chair and crosses his arms. "It just needed to be printed."

You scowl at him, "Then why did you make a big fuss about my part of the project being done this morning? You should have been happy to get it done already."

"Because your work is still crap. I did a way better job than you."

"Sure, maybe in your opinion. When we turn it in, we'll see what the teacher thinks," you defend. "I know my work is good, so I really don't need your opinion anyways."

"Shut up already, I didn't ask you what you think."

You stare at Bakugo, unimpressed, "You know, I'm getting really tired of you talking to me that way. Aren't you capable of holding a conversation without telling me to 'shut up' or calling me names?"

"Shut up idiot! Now, hand over the markers so we can finish this damn poster!"

You narrow your eyes at him, "No."

"What the hell?!" he screeches, "Just give me the damn markers!" Bakugo grabs for them, but you pull them off the table and hold them out of his reach.

"I told you not to talk to me that way," you say flatly, watching him with serious eyes, "Ask nicely. I'll give them to you if you say please."

Bakugo's face contorts into an expression of fury, "Give me the markers and if you ask nicely then maybe I won't BLOW YOUR FACE OFF."

"No!" You whisper yell, "And lower your voice! This is the library."

Bakugo growls and lunges forward! You hold the markers high above your head and the momentum tips you slightly back in your chair.

Bakugo plows into you, practically leaping for the markers! The added weight does it and your chair falls backwards crashing to the floor with Bakugo right after it. He lands sprawled on top of you and the breath gets knocked out of you with a heavy whoosh. You still manage to keep a tight grip on the markers, even with Bakugo tugging at it.

"Let go of them, dammit!" Bakugo grunts in your face.

You hold on to the markers in one hand while pushing at his chest with your left, trying and failing to shove Bakugo off you. "Get off of me, you stupid, heavy, angry Pomeranian!"