timeless bomb

four

bakugo pov

the second i stepped foot into the dorm i immediately knew where i was going and that would be my dorm.

i ignored whatever disgusting look of pity shitty hair had given me and left.

after dramatically slamming my door like a 13 year old rebellious girl, i slumped down onto my bed, scanning my room.

my room wasnt much of anything, it was really bland if i was being honest.

if i had the money it would look cooler for sure but im fine with just a bed and a desk.

i looked over at the clock, realizing i should probably shower and head to sleep.

i gathered my only other pair of clothes i had, some pajamas which i left at the dorm in case of this happening.

shortly after i shuffled my way to the bathrooms and twisted the shower knob to actually be met with cold water which turned into a nice warm in just a few seconds.

feeling a shocking stinging sensation, i looked down at my arms which i had completely forgotten about.

i shook my head, not allowing myself to look anymore. it would only make me want more.

i finished up my shower and stepped out, the bathroom now steaming.

with a towel wrapped neatly around my waist i began drying my hair roughly with another towel.

i took a quick peek down at my arms again, mentally cursing myself for doing so. i figured since i was here, it'd probably be best for me to bandage them up.

i dug through the cabinets, pulling out a first aid kit with everything in it.

after applying some neosporin, i wrapped my arms up cautiously, trying not to open any wounds.

once i was finished i cleaned up and threw on my pajamas which were just a long sleeve black shirt and red plaid pants, then headed back to my room.

the last time i slept was in an alleyway somewhere in the back end of the city. i was sore and exhausted.

i no longer had the energy to throw myself onto my bed and rather slid in slowly, getting comfortable under my duvet.

i listened to the clock tics, which after awhile lulled me to sleep.

2 hours later-ish

THUMP.

"AGH!"

i shot up in my bed, looking around before letting my usual scowl set on my face.

"what the fuck are they doing at 12 am?" i growled under my breath and stormed downstairs.

i look to find kirishima wrapped in a fuzzy blue blanket collapsed on the stairs, looking over the railing almost cautiously.

"phe-" he began and slowly turned around, now facing me. he looked like a deer caught in headlights. if i wasn't half asleep, i probably would've found this adorable.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT SHITTY HAIR?" i said, motioning for him to grab my hand.

he looked almost scared? he looked down at my hand and then back up at my face for reassurance, to which i nodded.

i pulled him up and he looked embarrassed then opened his mouth to speak with a hand placed behind his neck.

i couldn't look at him any longer i swear my face was going to explode.

"i just tripped! gosh do you have to be so loud at 12 am?" he whisper-yelled and chuckled slightly.

that was it, his damn laugh. i felt my chest tighten as a weird tingly feeling erupted in my stomach.

anxiety? the fuck did i have to be anxious about? im the great king murder explosion. i scoffed slightly at my own thoughts which brought me to my current state.

i began to walk off, facing the other way to hide the fact that i had a small smile etched on my lips.

"YES, I DO SINCE YOU WOKE ME UP!" i screamed back, trudging up the stairs.

"hey- WAIT FOR ME!" he said, chasing me up the stairs.

for once i deicide to let him follow me. he follows me regardless but this time i didn't bother putting up a fight.

"soo bakubro, why'd you come to the dorms? you usually stay home on the weekends." he asked, a tinge of concern laced through his voice.

i stiffened before continuing to walk, this time a bit faster. "its none of your damn business, shitty hair." i growled.

"o-okay! just wondering cause you looked pretty bea-"

"I SAID ITS NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS SO SHUT UP!" i hissed back, practically sprinting to my dorm room by now.

'why couldn't he take a hint for gods sake?'

"r..right. sorry." he mumbled.

i nodded and reached to open my dorm rooms door.

"ill see you in the morning, bakubro!" kirishima shouted slightly. although i didn't bother looking, i knew that stupid toothy grin would be on his face.

"tch. night." i say and i hear an audible gasp from kirishima before he ran off and into his own room.

'the fuck is his issue?'

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im so sorry this ones super short, it was definitely just a filler with a bit more context, itll be getting juicy soon so dw!