Stupid Wolf (Discontinued)

68. You again

You felt heavy as your eyes opened, warmth surrounding you on one side.

You peer up as blue light draws your attention, seeing Bakugo scroll through his phone with one hand while the other held you gently against his side, wrapped under you as if he was cradling you, not realising just yet that you were awake.

As the world came into blurry focus, you noticed that you smelled like soap and your hair was a little bit damp. Did he wash you?

Oh god. Let's not think about that embarrassing thought...

Fortunately (or unfortunately) for you, everything else slowly flooded back to you. The mixer. The kidnapping... The dancing... And small snippets of blue eyes and waves of deep dark fear before it all got fuzzy again, as if a curtain was being pulled over the memory...

You had no idea which parts were fever dreams induced by heat or which parts were real...

You didn't want to try pick it apart right now.

Nope.

Right now, looking up sleepily at a peaceful -not scowling- Bakugo felt pretty surreal, but you could feel his warmth- almost too warm- and felt the slow calm beat of his heart in his chest against your ear.

You felt oddly at peace watching him, your gaze going unnoticed as he seemed to be glued to something on the screen. It felt nice to be here. Comfortable. Right... Except for the fact your arm was going numb very very quickly.

Fuck.

You shifted to loosen the blood flow and stiffness in your arm and felt the full ache in every muscle of your body.

Jesus Christ what the fuck had you two been doing??! WWE wrestling?!

As you sucked your teeth from the pain, you could smell the hospital all around you -although not as potently as you expected- and felt an anxious wave pass through you, reminding you that you shouldn't be comfortable here. Not in a hospital at least.

The movement and noise drew the Alphas eye, phone immediately switching off as he laid it outside the ring of pillows, turning to give you his full attention, much to your dismay.

You didn't want to face anything yet. Not yet. Just please let the embarrassment settle...

"Again?" He almost sighed, sounding more exhausted than annoyed and it took you all the way until his hands reached for your ass to guide you to sit on him that you realised what he meant.

Yup. No time for the embarrassment to settle when it was shooting up through the ceiling again!

You were pulled upright by your waist, noticing by feel alone that he and you were definitely no more dressed than the last time you'd been awake and in control.

Fuck, did he think...? Shit shit shit! Say something!

"Uh, no! No, it's me! Not her! I'm here!" You stuttered, feeling your cheeks burn as you try to yank a blanket across your chest. He may have seen it all before... But certainly not by your conscious choice damnit...!

In his tiered state it seemed to take a few minutes to shift gears and listen to you, his eyes widening in horror when it finally dawned on him.

"Oh shit!" He quickly removed his hands, pulling a blanket of his own across his lap as he slid back, giving you your much needed personal space right now, a faint blush threatening to paint his face. Like he hadn't been fucking you over and over...

What a messed up situation...

"Sorry it's just... I thought..." He sighed, a guilty look crossing his features before a pitiful one replaced it as he looked at you, choosing to rip the bandaid off. He had to tell you at some point...