Attracted || K. Bakugo

THIRTY-THREE

The next day at school felt a bit surreal. Firstly, you'd never gone to school with Uraraka. Yes you saw her on your way or when you'd already arrived in class, but this was the first time you both had consciously agreed to go to school together. You finished getting ready first and went to her room. You'd sat on her bed, waiting for her.

Then you both left the dorms together and went to school. You assumed Bakugo would already be seated in class. After all, he usually arrived early to school, and you normally did too, but not this time. This time there were already students in the hall as you and Uraraka walked together, your arms interlocked with each other and smiles on your faces.

You nodded to Mina and Jirou as they stood talking by the former's locker. She eyed your arm in Uraraka's and gave you a warm look. Of course she was happy you two had made up. You smiled back at her and walked to the classroom with Uraraka.

Bakugo was, as you predicted, in his seat already, leaned back against his chair with Kirishima next to him, talking animatedly. Your chest tightened a bit at the sight of him; of his spiky blonde hair and his glaring red eyes. But you didn't want to swoon over him with Uraraka right next to you.

So you walked her over to her seat, pulling the chair from the table next to her and taking a seat by her side. You saw the way her eyes met Bakugo's figure, and you tried not to harbour any bitterness at that.

She turned back to you with a sad smile. "You know it's going to take a while, right?" She began, playing with your fingers on her desk. "For me to get over Bakugo. It's not going to happen immediately."

You grasped her hand, holding it in yours. "That's fine. You can't rush these things."

She nodded and hummed. You both spent the next few minutes making small talk before Aizawa walked into the class. Then you got up and moved to your seat behind Bakugo's.

He watched you as you approached, turning round to look at you once you took your seat. "I'm assuming things went well?"

You nodded. "Yeah, they did."

"So," a small smile broke through his features, "We don't have to hide this anymore, do we?"

You chuckled, "At least from some of the teachers, don't you think?"

He laughed. "I guess so."

"Class is starting, Katsuki."

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Bakugo turned out to be really serious about making everyone know you two were a thing. Because as soon as class ended, and Aizawa walked out of the classroom for the next teacher to come in, he turned his seat so he was now facing you at the other end of the table.

You laughed softly at him, "What are you doing?"

He reached out to place his hand atop yours on the table, interlacing your fingers and staring at you. "I wanna talk to my girlfriend. Can't I do that?"

"You just want everyone to see us together." You retorted and leaned forward.

"Is that so wrong?" He brought your hand up to hold it against his lips, pressing his mouth softly to your knuckles.

You smiled at him being so cute with you. Neither of you cared to look at the students staring at you, even though this whole show you both were putting on was to show them that both of you were off the market.

"I never took you as one to like pda."

He laughed, "Really? Even after all the times I held your thighs in the cafeteria? When I grinded against you on a fucking train? When I kissed you infront of the four freaks? I like people seeing me touch you."