Down The Aisle (Bakugou x reader medieval au)

Chapter 7 - Departure

Kirishima Pov - the next morning

     I jolt awake, feeling as if I'm moving, and am met with a giggling (y/n). Her and Midoriya have seemingly dragged my blankets outside with me still asleep on top of them. I laugh along with them, finding this way of being woken up much better than the way I'm usually woken up. Bakugou hits me on the head or kicks my side to get me up. It doesn't startle me anymore, I've gotten used to it, but it still hurts me enough to wake me from my deep sleep.
     Upon further inspection of my surroundings, I notice several full backpacks lined up along the logs by the unlit campfire. They must have started packing already. How much did I sleep in? I stand up and fold my blankets, bringing them back into the cave with me. Bakubro is sorting as much food as he can into four baskets for us to carry. He glances at me and I avoid his gaze. He's probably mad that I woke up late, it's in my best interest to avoid him for now.
     I grab my backpack and place my blankets and clothes in it, along with a few small survival necessities. We're all carrying our clothes, and we divided any other necessities, besides food, up between us last night. (Y/n) and Midoriya are also going to carry their weapons. Hopefully nothing will be too heavy while we're traveling, the food will be the hardest. I hope Bakubro is distributing the weight fairly. I glance at him as he finishes up with the baskets. It wouldn't surprise me if he gave me a bit extra as a punishment for waking up late, not that we had a set time to wake up.
     "I'm gonna miss this place," I mumble.
     "The hell's wrong with you Shitty hair?!" Bakugou shouts, probably assuming I was talking about him.
     "I said I'm gonna miss this place. Aren't you Bakubro?"
     "Tch. Like I would miss this shitty dump!" He rolls his eyes. "You're the one who suggested we go with them so don't go sulking over leaving. God, you're annoying."
     My eyes follow Bakugou as he carries the baskets outside. He may have sounded mean, but telling me not to sulk was his way of telling me not to be sad. If I pay attention I can't tell he cares. I smile and sling my backpack over my shoulder, making my way outside as well. Midoriya and (y/n) stop their quiet chatter when they notice Bakubro and I exit the cave.
     "Are we ready to go?" (Y/n) asks, a mixture of sadness and excitement in her voice.
     "We're gonna go to the lagoon and wash up first, we'll leave from there. Who knows if we'll be able to find another place like it before we make it to the Branch," Bakugou says. We all grab our things and he leads the way to the lagoon.

(Y/n) pov

     The boys let me wash up first this time, with some resistance from Bakugou. I'm waiting behind the giant rock for them to finish and panicking slightly. Why didn't they bring extra shirts with them? Before they walked off I noticed that Bakugou and Kiri didn't grab an extra shirt to change into, just pants and underwear. Are they planning on changing back into the shirts they were already wearing? No, that doesn't seem like something Bakugou would do, he values cleanliness too much. I hope they don't come back shirtless. Well... I know I shouldn't, but I kind of hope Bakugou comes back shirtless. I haven't seen him without a shirt since he saved me from drowning, and I must admit it was a VERY nice view.
     What the heck am I thinking? Kirishima's well-built too, why am I not thinking about him that way? Is whatever I feel for Bakugou more than attraction? If so I'm in trouble. There's no way he'll ever return whatever I may or may not be feeling for him.
     I sigh in relief when the boys come around the rock, stopping my inner thoughts. It's short-lived though, as I notice Bakugou and Kiri indeed came back without shirts on. My eyes widen and I can feel my face heating up. Holy shit!
     "Oi dumbass, quit staring," Bakugou rolls his eyes, putting his backpack on. I shake my head to clear it. He's wearing his usual scowl, but I notice a hint of amusement in his expression. I stand up and put on my backpack, carrying my basket of food as well. It's surprisingly light, I don't know why Kiri was complaining about the weight on the way here.
     Midoriya seems to be struggling as well, but I just shrug it off. His struggle makes sense, as he's carrying a sword along with everything else. I'm carrying my bow and arrows as well, which is why I expected this to be a lot harder for me. I guess I'm stronger than I thought.
     Bakugou starts walking and we begin our journey to Migrator's Branch. We make our way through the woods silently. We probably won't start making conversation until it gets boring, right now it's quite peaceful. Except I can't help but glance at Bakugou now and then. Ugh, what is wrong with me?!