THE ONCE VIBRANT BLUE SKY NOW FADED INTO A NAVY HUE.
although the party seemed to die down, there was still a good amount of people inside, outside and even lingering inside the pool.
since kaminari had randomly pushed him in, (and received a fitted punishment for it, might i add) bakugo was sat in the fluorescent pool, blonde strands stuck to his forehead as he stared down at the soft ripples below him.
he made a mental note to himself to let this be the last time he ever comes to one of ponytail's boring ass "parties".
he didn't even know why he decided to come in the first place, even his classmates were shocked when he actually showed up. he supposed that his change of heart possibly came to be after he texted you last night, maybe because he had the smallest ounce of respect for you. but the thought was so faint it left bakugos mind before he could even linger on it.
scanning the groups of people that stood idly throughout the spacious backyard, his gaze snagged on a laughing pair.
kirishima was smiling dazedly at the pink haired girl in front of him who bursted into a laughing fit from some sort of joke the redhead must've told her.
bakugo then discreetly averted his attention to your figure. you were seemingly oblivious, laughing and talking to round face about who knows what.
relief erupted inside his chest and he was thankful that you wouldn't be ranting to him later about how distraught and miserable you were now that shitty hair is interacting with other people.
he slowly turned around again and cursed under his breath once he realized you began making your way towards him.
"jeesh, do you have the plague or something?" you laughed, taking a seat on the ledge right above the pool so that your calves were submerged in water.
"what do you want?" bakugo grunted, leaning his elbows onto the platform behind him.
rolling your eyes at his usual attitude, you reached behind you. "here," you held out a red cup. bakugo glared at you, glared at the cup, the glared back up at you once again.
you rolled your eyes. "it's a bunch of drinks that i mixed together in the kitchen. jirou said it was the best thing she ever had, so," you held the cup out once again. when you didn't get a response, you thought of just the thing to receive one.
"guess you're too much of a baby to find out what it tastes like." you shrugged, about to bring the cup up to your lips before it was aggressively snatched from your hand.
"i ain't no damn baby." bakugo gulped down every last bit of the cup, making you quirk an eyebrow in amusement.
you laughed once bakugo's features instantly scrunched up in pure disgust, snatching the cup from his hand.
"that tastes like absolute ass."
"yeah, i'm sure you'd know." you giggled before placing the cup down beside you.
"the fuck is that supposed to mean?!" bakugo was ready to lash out, but decided against it once he saw what, or rather who, you were turned to.
the mood between you two instantly changed, annoying bakugo to an excruciating level. he genuinely couldn't understand how you simply gave someone like kirishima the power to dictate your mood in the matter of seconds.
"whatever could be that fascinating?" he spoke sarcastically, boredly swaying his hands in the water.
you snapped your head back to the blonde below you. "nothing, why?" you chirped uncharacteristically.
"will you cut the bullshit?" bakugo's unexpected words caught you by surprise, causing you to raise your eyebrows.
"excuse me?" you laughed in disbelief.
"i'm so fuckin' tired of you pretending like you're not head over heels over that redhaired jackass." bakugo scoffed.
"ok, where is this even coming from? i wasn't even looking at him." you scrunched your eyebrows, now fully turned towards the blond boy in front of you.
"you are such a fucking liar." bakugo forced out a laugh, frustratingly rubbing a palm over his face.
"you're just searching for something aren't you? this didn't even have to turn into this, you're just so bored that you couldn't stand another minute not arguing with someone." you voice grew louder without you even being aware of it.
"you think i'd want to waste my time going back and forth with you?! hell, i'd be mute if you didn't give me a thousand reasons to snap you out of your stupid fucking fantasies!" bakugo widened his eyes in anger.
"what fantasies?!" you gawked. to be truthful, you were fully aware of how badly you were gaslighting him. but it was only because you became overloaded with nervousness that bakugo would open his huge mouth in front of all those people.
"the fantasy where your life isn't so much of a fucking sob story that you don't have to go around begging boys to look your way, because in reality, nobody fucking wants you! so you can stop whining and complaining every goddamn time something goes wrong in your non-existent love life!" bakugo yelled, stomping out of the pool shortly after his outburst.
you sat there staring at the spot where bakugo just sat, knowing you now gained half of the party's attention.
