Serendipity || Bakugou x y/n

Down and Up

"Touya?" I sat there, shocked. My eyes were wide and my jaw was slightly slack. Thank God that my cup was on the table before he broke the news to me. I would've looked like an utter fool with my drink all over my clothes."Why did you leave?" I questioned him before pulling him into a bone-breaking hug. I guess this is what Shinso felt like all those days ago.

"Simple," he said, hugging me back. I can't believe how I'd forgotten what his hugs felt like. They were soft and affirming but in a bear-hug sort of way. "I hated how Dad would always put me down and Shoto and you above, how he'd complain that he wished he didn't have a failure like me around." He didn't sound sad, but there was an undertone of something I couldn't place a finger on. Regret? Sorrow? Disappointment? 

"I couldn't stand living under the same roof any longer, having to watch the way he treated Mom and you and the rest of us," he keeps me close and I don't complain. His firm grasp is reassuring and I can't imagine going without it again. I heard a buzzing coming from his pocket. "Sorry, I gotta go," he apologized as he checked his phone, disappointment evident.  "See you later, Hydra," he smirks once again, this time more playful than coy. He gave me that nickname ten years ago when I first moved in. He was twelve at the time, and his birthday should've recently passed... He must be about twenty-three by now. I can't believe it's been that long. 

Before finally leaving, he turns around. "Meet me back here in three days," he instructs, an assertive look in his eyes. I wouldn't have disobeyed him, but that look made sure that I wouldn't. "And don't tell anyone you even saw me today. I can't just miraculously come back from the dead," he finishes before finally walking away.

I watched as he left the café and answered the call, disappearing down an alleyway. Still, in utter disbelief, I walked back towards the U.A. dorms, my new housing situation since I started school. Before I even made it three paces from the entrance, Sho pretty much ran up to me. He looked extremely worried as if I'd been framed for murder.

"Where were you?" He scolded/fussed over me, pinching my cheeks like a worried mother. I would've snickered about the way he was acting if I wasn't on the receiving end. My cheeks burned as he assessed me. He must have been pleased that I wasn't dead on his doorstep because he finally stopped pinching my now red cheeks, sighing. "You could've texted me at the very least, maybe have left a voicemail or something," He continued to fuss, crossing his arms. "You said you'd only be gone for an hour." 

"Sorry," I apologized sheepishly, not catching his gaze. "I didn't realize it was getting so late. I spent a lot of time enjoying the stroll back," I cover up the truth well, not even faltering. I can be pretty convincing when I lie, the only determining factor the weight of the lie. This one was heavy so there was no chance I could mess it up. In the corner of my eye, I could see Kirishima-kun and Kaminari-kun trying to stifle their laughter, evidently amused by the situation in front of them.

"You smell like cigarettes," he said with a worried tone in his voice. "What were you doing?" I caught what he was insinuating, I frantically shook my head. He still looked very worried, and I hoped I wasn't making matters worse for myself.

"No, I wasn't smoking," I reassured quickly, surprised that he'd even think of that. There's no way I'd try to ruin my health, especially if I wanted to be a hero. I can't be running around with popcorn lung and a hero that promotes hurting your body isn't widely appreciated by the public. "I just walked past some people who were smoking. The smell of it must still be in my jacket," Again, another lie. I just hope it was as smooth as the other one.

I remember Touya- Dabi, I corrected myself, smelling of cigarettes when I hugged him. I can't believe I didn't notice the new smoky haze to his smell of leather, light liquor, and lilacs (He never admitted that his laundry soap was scented like fields of flowers, but I caught on quickly). 

"I'm fine, Sho," I reassured once again. He finally sighed, letting his hands fall back to his side. "I'm not bleeding out on the doorstep, so you don't need to worry about me,"
Okay, I'll admit that was a terrible metaphor. Kids, don't use that when trying to convince your extremely overprotective brother that you are alright. I tried to patch it with a smile, but all I could do is hope he believed me.

I then heard the soft creak of weight shifting on tiles and the sound of a package being crumpled. I stood on my tiptoes to look over Sho's shoulder and was met by the sight of a certain ash-blonde pomeranian cooking ramen. Spicy ramen, by the look of the package. That's unfair, I whine to myself. Now I want spicy ramen! 

I couldn't keep in my anger from earlier, so before he even noticed that I was taking a good note of his spikey hair, bad attitude, and satisfied smirk, I called out to him in a, well, not-super-friendly way.

"Hey, Blondie! Two questions. Why did you have to be so rude about Principal Nezu and why are you smirking?" I demanded answers, trying to look as intimidating as a fourteen-year-old can to a sixteen-year-old. I hate him for being rude, but God, why does he look kinda cute when he's smirking?  He just rolled his eyes. And how does he roll his eyes so much? He's done it at least 15 times since this morning! "Hey, answer me!" I yelled in his direction.

"Y/n, no need to get upset about what he said," Sho said with a brotherly look on his face. Then he whispered, "He's an asshole anyways, and his name is Bakugou." He winked at me and I almost laughed my ass off. 

"Never do that AGAIN when I'm trying to be intimidating," I whisper-yelled in his ear. "It's hilarious and I would have laughed and seemed less intimidating!" We started giggling, then came the chuckles, and then full-out laughing. It seemed like it would never end, but it did. I swear the whole room was looking at us like we were drunk. Then we went to his dorm and played cards since we already had dinner, but Bakugou never answered my question.

Bakugou P.O.V:

"Hey, Blondie! Two questions. Why did you have to be so rude about Principal Nezu and why are you smirking?" The new girl, Y/n yelled at me. Answers, 'cause he's a fucking mouse and shouldn't be our principal, and I'm smirking because Todoroki was just sniffing at you. He was acting as if you came up dead on his doorstep. But instead, I rolled my eyes. "Hey, answer me!" The way she wants answers is kinda cute... Ugh, why does a literal child have to be a part of my class?  And she is not cute. My thoughts were interrupted by boiling water and the Todoroki's laughing their asses off. At least they left to go to their rooms. I can at least eat my noodles in peace.

"Why do I feel this way?"

A/N:
Yes, I'm posting this at an ungodly hour. No, I don't care. Btw the last sentence both you and Bakugou are thinking at the same time.