KARMA ๏ KATSUKI BAKUGO

goddamn tornado

"Hey, are you absolutely sure this is the right way?" Bakugo asked as we passed a hallway that looked a little too familiar to be true.

"I think it is." Kirishima peeked his head forward, looking at the wall.
"You think?!"

"Well, I actually left my phone in my room." Kirishima admitted, patting the back of his head.

"Do you even know if we're in the right building?" You pushed the question, flaring your arms around and spinning on your heel. "I mean, didn't Iida say to meet him in the lobby or something? That's on the first floor, and yet we're on the 14th or something."

"He said lobby 7!" Kirishima stopped and turned around. "I haven't seen any sevens anywhere! Or a lobby!"

"So you don't know where we are!?" Bakugo yelled, getting in Kirishima's face, only to be stopped by you grabbing the back of his shirt.

"W-Well, we haven't seen them yet, so if we keep going up, then we're bound to find them, right?" Kirishima reasoned, looking at you for help.

"We're lost." You groaned as you hung your head.

All three of you walked and walked and walked. It was suspiciously quiet was Bakugo wasn't yelling. Considering how high you were walking, you really thought that there would be windows for people to look at the view, but they looked as if they were shut. 
You blamed it on the expo not being open for the public yet.

"We've been walking forever, shitty hair." Bakugo grunted, hands in his pockets and doing his goofy little walk. "We haven't even seen a single person yet."

You slouched, copy Bakugo's posture as you started to walk like him as well. You brought your knees up high and widened your hips out.
"You speak so condescendingly, you know." You say, stomping your feet.

"Does it look like I care." He turned around to face you, his features growing angry as he sees you copying him. "That's not how I walk!"

"They why'd you recognize it?" You teased, making him ignite in rage.

"Guys, really?" Kirishima deadpanned, already fed up with the two of you. "Always yelling, never nice."

"Bakugo slipped up and started being fucking annoying." You blew a raspberry at him.
"My bad, it just slipped out." Bakugo said, without actually sounding sorry at all. More or less, just mocking you.

"Then slip it back in." You stopped walking for a moments time, realizing what you said, but the gatekeep the very little dignity you held, you went on walking.

"That's forward." Bakugo smirked. "We haven't known each other that long."

"Go fuck yourself." You spat at him, glaring. He knew damn well you didn't mean what you said, and yet, he behaves like a 13 year old child.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Bakugo's smirked widened.
"Oh, shut up. You wish, you god damn tornado."

"Tornado?" Kirishima's tone was layered with confusion.

"Yes, tornado." You eyed Bakugo. "Your a tornado with pretty eyes and a heartbeat."

"Did you really just sa-"
Before Bakugo could finish his sentence, something like an explosion went off. You looked to Bakugo, but knowing it wasn't him since he was mere meters in front of you, you grew curious as to what it was.

"Maybe it's Midoriya!" Kirishima said cheerfully as he made his way down the hall. You grew a look of confusion on your face as to why Kirishima might think an explosion would be because of Midoriya, and also why Midoriya would be using his quirk here.