𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝘽𝙤𝙮

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How annoying. I have detention with Icyhot. Fuck.

He keeps looking at me like some fucking creep. It's annoying as hell. I'm getting sick of it. I want this to be over.

At least the day is almost over so, I can go eat, train, shower, and go to bed at 8:32 on the dot. Hopefully.

I rot in detention for a good 2 hours with Icyhot, all he did was stare at me. So fucking annoying. I was about to scream at him, but every time I even opened my mouth, Aizawa conveniently woke up and glared at us. Fuck this, seriously.

I finally got out of hell and went to gym gamma for training, I can always eat later. If I'm hungry.

....

What a 'fuck you' to me. Icyhot came along. This is going to be a long night.

I walked into the gym and grabbed dumbbells and started doing reps continuously. Then, Icyhot came over and did the exact same damn thing. This is pissing me off so bad, this needs to end right now.

"Half n' Half!" I yell. He looks at me.
"Yes, Bakugo?" He asks. "Why did you follow me here?! Don't you need to be in your dorm or somethin'?" I asked.

"Recovery girl said it's okay to train it's just better if I didn't also, you care? How sweet of you." He gives me a smile. Disgusting.

"I don't care first of all! Second of all, get the fuck out!" I scream. "No," he replies. What. "No," he repeats as if he had read my mind. "What the fuck do you mean, 'No'?!" I yell.

"I'm allowed to work out, you have no power over me and what I do." He replies calmly. I am so close to punching him in his stupid-ass face.

"I want to work out, ALONE." I spoke harshly. He just continued working out as if I never spoke. This fucking icyhot is really getting on my nerves.

"OI ICYHOT!! I'M TALKING TO YOU!!" I yelled. He didn't give a shit. He kept ignoring me. I'm actually going to punch him. I'm so pissed off.

"HEY I'M TALKING TO YOU!!" I grabbed the collar of his shirt. He just looked at me with his fucking blank face.

"Look, I'm not going to keep being ignored! Fucking get out of the gym so I can work out alone!" I try to tell him as calm as I can. He just fucking blinks.

Even him blinking pisses me off, ugh.
"Well?! Aren't you gonna say anything?"

....

Nothing comes out of his mouth. Oh my fucking anime. This is going to make me fucking murder someone, FOR REAL. I grip his collar tighter.

"I'M FUCKING TALKING TO YOU!! ANSWER MEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!" I yell.

....

Nothing. Fucking nothing. He's really trying to piss me off, isn't he?

I glare at him, then he opens his mouth to speak. Fucking finally- "I'm not leaving." He spoke. I'm actually going to murder him right here, right now.

"Why the fuck won't you leave, huh?" I ask him, very irritated. He sighs, "I just want to train. Why is it such a problem for you?" Wait.. Why is it a problem?

'Cause he's annoying. That's my answer. "Cau-" I suddenly froze. Not literally but, I felt like I.. couldn't breathe? What the actual fuck?

He looks at me with a sly smirk, "What's wrong, Bakugo? You don't have an answer?" How the fuck do I reply? How do I speak again?

All of those thoughts rush through my mind while I'm frozen in place, gripping onto his collar for dear life. What the actual fuck is going on with me? This is fucking weird, this never happened before. I always have an answer! I'm smart, intelligent, and very fucking hot. How the fuck can I not answer this simple question?

He spoke again, "Bakugo?"

....

I dropped him, so suddenly that he landed on his ass. That would usually satisfy me.. Why isn't it doing that right now?! What the fuck?!

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I think I'm loosing it. That Icyhot bastard can't get out of my head. It's only getting worse by the second. Ugh.. Why does he have to be so damn handsome?! Pretty too?! Fuck.

I lied in my bed, awake. For a good 4 hours or whatever, I was awake. Thinking of him, non-stop. I can't help it...

He's so fucking gorgeous. He's flawless, hot, powerful, pretty, handsome, breathtaking, and beautiful. Goddamn, I wish I had his flawless features. He's so unique.. His scar is mysterious. I love it. Although, I know the origin, I still love his scar. It's what makes him hotter.

I can't sleep. I'm going to need a lot of coffee tomorrow. Damn.

I eventually fall asleep but, I still had him lingering in my thoughts. So, I ended up.. dreaming about him.

The next morning, you homosexuals

I wake up, very sleepy. Dammit. I'm actually going to need a lot of coffee. I sigh and get ready for school then head to the kitchen to get some coffee then.. I see.. him.

End of the chapter!

A/N: Sorry for taking 3 days to come out with a chapter. I've been struggling to write lately. I finally got motivation to write this chapter, now I have to go write a chapter for my TodoKiri so, I'll see you guys next chapter. <3

Here's a TodoBaku pic as an apology

That's kinda gay, Shoto.

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