Bad Habits - (Shouto x OC)

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Shouto POV:

"So, the drug's been under our noses the whole night and we never knew..." Midoriya sighed, inspecting the pill bag from the Mizuchi in his hand.

After rounding up him and Bakugo, we made our way into one of the empty rooms here at the party. With the door closed, the music outside was muffled, even if it grew louder. But, to me, it just felt like noise.

I remained leaning back against the wall of the bedroom, keeping my arms crossed and looking to the ground. "It looks that way. We didn't realize it until hours later. It's probably already been distributed to heroes who have come and gone from the party. Mr. Aizawa won't be happy." I said, pinching the bridge of my nose at thoughts of how tomorrow will go in the office.

He asked a simple task of us, Mr. Aizawa, and even though we technically completed the job, the drug has spread tonight. And with the amount of young heroes who attended this party, it may possibly lead to an outbreak we won't be able to contain.

Bakugo grunted and brushed past me, snatching the pill bag out of Midoriya's hands. His hair was still damp from jumping in the pool earlier, but the angry steam from his skin was drying it quickly.

"Nice job, ya morons." He spat, glaring directly at me as he spoke.

"It's your fault, too." I looked back at him plainly, watching that vein in his forehead pop out again.

He should really see a doctor about that. He'll give himself hemorrhoids again if he's not careful. I would tell him that, but he'd just yell and make the hemorrhoids worse. He hates hearing about his hemorrhoids, especially with how many times I say the word 'hemorrhoid.'

"My fault?! You distracted me!" He stomped over my way and did the hemorrhoid walk. "If you hadn't spent all night yapping away with that ratty bitch, who wouldn't stop trying to bring me into her stupid party games, we woulda' found something!"

My brows furrowed slightly at his words, almost like I'd just been hit across the face. He said a lot of stuff just now, but only two words really processed in my brain, two that left a sour taste on my tongue and an agitated feeling in my chest.

'That ratty bitch!'

Bakugo insults everyone, and I never pay it any mind. He insults me all the time, and I've never had a problem with it. Mostly because I tune him out when he starts yelling. I don't like yelling.

But, for some reason, I couldn't just ignore it this time...

He continued glaring at me like a donkey, and I know him well enough to know he was waiting for me to say something so the argument wouldn't die. But, silence consumed the space instead as those two insulting words about The Woman—about Lani remained stuck in my brain, preventing me from focusing on anything else. I wanted to say something about them, I didn't even know what it was I wanted to say...

The words and emotions were clogged in my throat. I think there were a lot of them actually, but I couldn't get them out even if I wanted to. I never cared so much about being heard or wanting to say something. But, that feeling in my chest continued to fester inside me, rising up my throat and trying to push the words out with no success...

"Um, look..." Midoriya chimed in after a long pass of silence, glancing over at me with concern for my demeanor.

If it were anyone else, I wouldn't understand the expression, but it's Midoriya, and I know him. He's had the same look since he was fifteen years old, and for that I'm grateful. If he changed too much, I wouldn't be able to decipher his expressions anymore. Instead, I would have to really think about it, and that sounds exhausting.