Stupid Wolf (Rewrite)

10. Probably Arson

You didn't get much sleep. Blood had dried on your upper lip and nostrils from the accident and you couldn't bring yourself to wipe it away.

It was a reminder: Keep your distance.

You'd heard when most of the students had returned, noisy and clumsy, but soon the dorms were plunged into complete silence again and you took your chance to head to the bathroom and wash your face.

You finally saw yourself, red tear stained cheeks.

God damnit...

You angrily scrubbed them away, furious at yourself for crying over... What? Being hit? Being fought over? Being an Omega?

You dried your face and snuck to the kitchen, forcing your thoughts to the back of your mind and grabbing as many snacks and water bottles as you could carry before taking them to your room, where you spent the entirety of Saturday.

Everyone was sleeping off a hangover except for you and Bakugo, so no one noticed that you didn't leave your room all day. You wallowed in bed, feeling icky before distracting yourself with starting an essay that wasn't due for months.

Your head spun whenever you weren't writing notes, pulling your mind to Bakugo. The way he protected you time and time again... The way anger flashed in his eyes when he realised his Alpha was pulling him to you. The disgusted look he gave when he blocked his nose, coming to his senses.

And Kaminari... Poor guy. He looked heartbroken at what he'd done. You couldn't blame him any more than Shoto and you'd made it clear to the half and half quirk user that it was water under the bridge... You'd let Sparky know as soon as you were ready to leave the room. As soon as you could bring yourself to think about facing him. A text message felt so gross, you would need to speak to him in person.

But what about Bakugo?

You grumbled to yourself, face palming and rubbing your temples. Stop thinking about him God damnit!

~

Sunday was when you couldn't stand your own four walls any longer.

No one seemed to really notice you as you came downstairs, plopping yourself down by Ochaco and Izuku as they relaxed together on their phones, her leg ever so casually across his knee with his hand on said knee. Oh?

Your sudden appearance made them tense, but upon recognising you, they both relaxed, hand and leg where it had been before you'd interrupted them. Huh.

"How was the hangover?" You teased and Ochaco flops back on you, laying her head in your lap as she brings her other leg up to rest over Izukus lap. Huh huh huh...

"Remember when I said last time that I'd never drink again?" She began and you chuckled, crossing your arms to look down at her with amusement.

"Yeah?"

"I'm never drinking ever again..." She groaned, closing her eyes.

Izuku chuckled, patting her knee as he finished a text and put his phone down.

"Had to look after her all day yesterday. She really can't hold her alcohol."

Whaaaaat??

You couldn't help the cheesy grin that spread across your face and Ochaco sighed as she looked up at you.

"Please don't..."

It was as if she could read your mind, her tired eyes pleading at you to keep your mouth shut.

You glance up to Izuku who smiles and shrugs, still sweetly rubbing her knee. "She's really loose lipped when she's drunk." He gives her a loving look that she returned and you could have exploded. You were practically foaming at the mouth.