BNHA - Random Shots

Bakugo | Even If You Are Mad At Me, I Will Always Be By Your Side

“Ta ta ta ta-ra. La la la-ra!”

You were humming a tune that yourself created as you skipped towards Bakugo's dorm, he had been injured in a mission making his leg not being able to move for a few weeks and they put you in charge of this hotheaded pumeranian, but you didn't mind, of course you didn't. He was your all time crush for fucks sake, and who wouldn't die to look after their crush for a few weeks?

But of course, like everyone, he calls you an extra or sometimes round cheeks because you are Uraraka's twin sister, and you also posses the same quirk as her. But even though he doesn't call you by your name, you are just happy that you can't spend time with, being with your crush isn't that bad you know?

“Damnit round cheeks, where the hell are you!?”

Well, if your crush is Bakugo, just expect getting your ear drums bursted.

“I'm here Bakugo, there's no need for you to be yelling. The whole Japan could hear you,” you said with a smile.

“Tsk. Is not my fault you are so slow,” he growled, swinging his left leg at the edge of the bed.

You took a chair nearby and place it next to him, putting a bottle of water and a cup of spicy ramen. “Ramen?”

“They didn't have meat buns,” saying that, you sat on the floor resting your back against the bed. “Did you take your medicine?”

“Yeah,” he picked the cup of ramen and started eating.

“Do you need a napkin?”

“Do I look like a five year old to you!?” veins popped out of his forehead, and you just raised your hands giving up. “Besides, shouldn't you be in class?”

“I am in charge of taking care of you, remember?” you raised an eyebrow.

“I don't need anyone to take care of me, specially an extra like you.” he spat but kept eating the ramen vigorously.

“Whatever sprinkles your donut, then.” everyday was like this, you would bring him food, make him take his medicine and make him do his work when your sister brings you the notes, it was a daily routine by now.

But the next day, it seemed like Bakugo was having his period or something. He was more bitchy, grumpier and more demanding, and this made you have headache. The worst part of all, is that he didn't want to take his damn medicine and he wanted to go and beat the shit out of Mideriya because, according to him, it was his fault he was like this.

“Bakugo, please go back to the bed and take your medicine.” you literally begged at this point, looking at the blonde who struggled to make a step.

“Am fine!” he was stubborn, too stubborn for today's beautiful morning.

You sighed and went to touch his shoulder, making him float and flop him into his bed. “The hell -!?”

“Listen here Bakugo, you are going to shut your mouth, take the goddamn medicine and sleep for the day. Are we clear?” you spat, with the same tone he always used against anyone.

“...” And it did seem to work, he was quite the whole day and the next day as well. He wasn't being grumpy or stubborn or demanding, he was finally behaving like a decent teenager. And you had to admit, he was more breathtaking when he is calm.

“Here is your medicine, Bakugo!” you smiled while handing him his pills which he instantly took and drank them with some water.

“Why are you doing this?” his voice husky, because he hasn't been yelling for the past six days?

“Hm?”

He sighed, trying to calm himself. “I said, why are you doing this? Why are you still here even though I treat you like an extra?”

That question caught you off guard, but you smiled nonetheless. “Because I like Bakugo,” a small blush tinted his cheeks.

“I like you too.. dumbass.”

“Wait. What? For real?”

“Yes for real, I thought it was obvious!” his cheeks were now, a darker version of red. “I just.. didn't want you think that I, that I was weak.”

“You aren't weak, Bakugo. Things like this happens to all of us, besides..” you smiled at him. “I will always be there for you, because I love.”

“Stop being sappy.”

“But it's the truth!”

“Just shut up and kissed me.”

“Wha-”

| I'm going to end it there because,
It sounded better in my head |