Bakugo x Lore 🍋 (Bakugo x OC)

Chapter- 8 Challenge

~ 3 Days Later ~ Now Friday

Curls🌒🤍

Bakugo

Wednesday

Hey Curls. What are you doing tonight?

Thursday

You ignoring me or some shit?

Friday

Oi. Call me or I'm coming to find you. 

Bakugo threw his phone against his wall. The stupid fucking maximum protection case ensured it wouldn't shatter.

Kirishima with his steaming cup of hot tea walked into their office and saw the phone laying on the ground.

"You good Bakubro?"

"No. I'm fucking pissed off," he cursed as he slammed his body into his chair. 

"What ticked you off today?" Kirishima asked as he picked up the phone and placed it back on Bakugo's desk. 

"Fucking Lore. I followed the damn advice you gave me. I only texted her once a day, but she hadn't replied to any of them!"

"I'm sorry man. Maybe her phone is off? Maybe on a mission where there's no cell service?"

It was a possibility, but his ego refused to address it. Instead, he muttered, "Her cousin said some shit about her never replying."

Kirishima instantly cheered up and said, "That's a great thing then! It means she isn't avoiding you at least." He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. 

Bakugo saw the action and grunted, "Spit it out Shitty Hair."

"I didn't want to ask about it because you didn't bring her up, but you said you took her home. Did anything happen between you two?"

He had absolutely no desire to share what he and Lore did in the bedroom. Their private life was no one's fucking business. That being said he knew Kirishima was his best friend, and the helpful bastard wasn't trying to pry. 

"No. We just kissed."

I mean I was about to fuck her up against the wall in my mom's kitchen, but that got derailed. 

"Was it good?" Kirishima asked in a dreamy voice before sighing, "I bet she's a really good kisser."

Bakugo picked his phone up and threw it as hard as he could at the other man. Kirishima hardened his skin seconds before it slammed into his face, but he still rocked backward from the force. 

"DON'T BE THINKING ABOUT KISSING HER SHITTY HAIR! KEEP YOUR HANDS AND YOUR LIPS TO YOUR-FUCKING-SELF!"

Kirishima didn't even seem phased. He laughed brightly and picked up the phone once again. "Okayyyy, I guess that answers my next question about whether or not you were into her."

"Of course I'm into her," he grumbled under his breath. "I just don't know if she's into me like that."

"Come on Bakugo, you're a catch. You're the number two hero in the country! Any girl would be lucky to have you."

Bakugo rolled his eyes. "I don't want someone to like me because I'm famous."

"Then stop moping around here and go ask her!"

Bakugo felt dread snake through him. What if she wasn't interested? What if she was being pursued by someone else? Fuck that last option. She was his.