LOST // BAKUGO X OC

Sudden Passion

It was too quiet. Apart from the rustling trees, the woods were filled with solemn silence as Estelle completed her patrols, and now that she was aware her guardian was alive, she knew the root cause.

He was building an army. He couldn't do that if Estelle was outside every day, killing the dark spirits before they even began their mayhem, that was too easy. He was cautious but still readying himself for the next move. Estelle knew it would be a while before he struck, but the rumbling under the surface put her on edge.

Whenever she came by a ghoul, they would say the same thing. Something was off, and the tension could be felt even by those who had no idea what was happening. It made it more challenging to help them pass on; their minds focused on the chaos around them.

Nyx seemed to know where the bridge was located, and Estelle couldn't deny that fact pissed her off. How did he manage to do what she couldn't? It didn't make sense, but Estelle knew that there was probably something she was missing. She hated being in the dark, especially when she should have figured it out ages ago.

The ghouls didn't know who he was, but they recognised him by his statement red outfit. Her world was dreary, and it was difficult to find colour within the shades of green, so he stuck out like a sore thumb. Estelle knew it was his intention; he wanted the beings of her world to terrify at the sight of the outlandish colour.

Feeling like she was making no progress, Estelle decided to end the day early so she could train with Tokoyami. She hadn't spoken to the class much since she had found out Nyx was alive, and she couldn't deny the slight feeling of guilt.

She was doing what was best for them.

Strolling into the living room, Tokoyami was already standing by the entrance, ready to go. Nodding to her in greeting, he declared, "We'll leave once you've eaten."

Shaking her head with pursed lips, Estelle softly muttered, "No, it's okay. I'm not hungry anyway; let's go."

"I implore you. Health comes first."

Estelle knew the male was right and nodded in understanding. Turning around to the kitchen, she was greeted by Bakugo storming into the room with a plate of food. Exasperated, Estelle pivoted to meet Tokoyami with a defeated look. "You knew he was cooking," She accused, her finger raised at a point.

Innocently shrugging his shoulders, Tokoyami mumbled, "The man is scary when he's on his warpath. I would prefer not to listen to his ranting and raving because you didn't consume his food."

"Tch, let me guess. She was trying to run?" Bakugo guessed once he reached the duo, an annoying glimmer in his eyes. The blonde didn't even give them a chance to respond before slamming the hot dish into Estelle's hands.

Wincing slightly from the heat searing into the crescent moons on her palms, Estelle moved towards the couch to dig in. She could practically feel the thumping footsteps of the aggressive male behind her, and when she sat, she ignored the male standing at attention in front of her. Pushing his leg so she could reach the table, the male let out a rumble as he pursed his lips.

Seating her plate on the table, Estelle scowled when her hand was snatched away from reaching the utensils. Their eyes clashed in a battle of aggravation and stubbornness, refusing to back down from their vexations. "Just when I thought I would stop seeing bruises on your face, you do this."

Rolling her eyes, Estelle simply shrugged before tugging her hand away. Unfortunately, the blonde retaliated with a tighter grip and yanked her forward. Startled by the sudden transition, Estelle lurched from the couch so she was inches away from his nose. "Stop that!" He demanded gruffly, his eyes searing into her soul.