LOST // BAKUGO X OC

I'm Fine

Walking into Heights Alliance was a mission in itself. Estelle was getting used to the fact her classmates would crowd her every time an event happened. Assuring the students that everything was okay and she just needed to get some sleep didn't seem to suffice as they babied her like a newborn.

"I'll get some tea!"

"Tch, your food went cold. One minute."

"What happened!?"

"You aren't still injured, are you?"

And on it went. Whilst Estelle ate, she informed the class of the events that had taken place. Her mood grew sour the more they crowded around her. She was tired. Would they leave her be?!?

Eventually giving up her niceties, Estelle let out a growl to those around her. "Give me my bubble!"

"Huh?" The students responded, flabbergasted at her abrupt response.

"Bubble! Give it to me!"

"Um, Estelle. What are you talking about?" Kirishima questioned, his eyes wide in disbelief.

"This. Right here!" Estelle gestured to her general vicinity in a motion of a circle. "Bubble! My Bubble! Don't pop it!"

Sweat-dropping at her roundabout way of saying, leave me alone. The students took a step back as they eyed the female. Watching as she slowly relaxed, Estelle gave a satisfied nod when her circle was clear. Understanding bloomed, and they couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. At least she was being more expressive of her needs.

"You...Couldn't have just said personal space?" Izuku questioned shyly, a smile still on his lips.

"Bubble!"

Thankfully getting the message, the students let her know that they were glad she was safe and okay before immediately leaving her alone. Giving them a smile of appreciation for being so understanding, Estelle ate her food in peace before heading upstairs.

-_-

It was later in the evening when Shoto knocked on her door. Holding onto the doorknob with a frown, Estelle was internally surprised he showed up at her entrance.

Estelle guessed that she had answered a few of his questions when she informed the class of today's events. Looking back at it, Estelle could see that he was holding back. He didn't want to talk about his concerns in front of the others.

Opening the door ajar with a sigh, Estelle allowed Shoto to enter the room. Once she took a seat, Estelle gestured for Shoto to sit on the chair by her desk. The two-toned male followed her invitation, sat down and immediately gazed at his own hands. Estelle allowed her eyes to flicker over him before understanding gripped her stomach.

'He's conflicted.'

Permitting him the time to muster up the courage to speak his thoughts, Shoto refused to glance at her as he sorted out his thoughts. Estelle leaned back against her headboard and examined him whilst he debated within himself. The stillness of the room droned on until he finally spoke up.

"On one hand, I would like to thank you for helping my old man when you could. On the other hand, I feel like he didn't deserve any help. I thought you hated him, so what's caused the sudden change? Did he do something?"

He was struggling to find an answer, and he was hoping Estelle would be the one to provide it. Unfortunately for Shoto, Estelle couldn't - because at the end of the day, this was his internal emotions. Nobody else's.

"I never told you before, but Endeavour called me over due to a spirit sighting. He then told me about his change; how he wanted to do everything he could to make things right. Of course, I called him an asshole, but I could see no deceit in his words. Still, I threatened his ass if he failed," Estelle explained.