Grit Your Teeth and Bear it (KiriBakuDeku)

Chapter 14

Bakugou's POV

Eijiro stared at us intensely from the recliner in the living room. Deku and I sat on opposite ends of the couch. Deku somehow seemed unaffected by the intimidating gaze of my boyfriend, but his hazy eyes only told me it's because he's completely unfocused and out of it. He stared at the cut on his arm, his expression slightly dark.

Meanwhile, Eijiro continued to narrow his eyes at us from across the room. More specifically, he narrowed his eyes at me.

"Fucking-Stop staring at me like that!" I snapped. I couldn't decipher the look he was giving me. It was like he blamed me for something.

Eijiro only frowned. "I'm just trying to piece things together!" he defended.

"Piece what together?! And why does it involve me!?" I yelled, standing up from my spot on the couch.

Deku looked up after my outburst. "What's going on?"

"The fuck is going on-you know what the fuck is going on!" I shouted.

Deku frowned and leaned further back into the couch. "I was thinking. I don't know what's going on between you two," he defended.

My eye twitched.

"Okay, okay. Let's all take a breath real quick," Eijiro cut in and waved his arms around, trying to remind us all to breathe.

I huffed and crossed my arms. I glared at the wall, making it feel like this is all its fault.

"Midoriya, what were you thinking about?" my boyfriend asked, quickly changing the topic.

"Oh, just about what happened," Deku said. "I still can't think of a plausible reason why she would want my blood," he explained.

I scoffed, but looked over at the two of them. "Probably to turn it against you, who the fuck knows."

I watched Eijiro shake his head. "We'll figure it out. Though, I do think they are plotting something extreme. I hope its not a recurring Nomu thing like we saw with the league."

Deku scrunched his face. "I don't know. It seems more complicated than that. I keep thinking it's related to what those villains said," he stated, but then he went on a muttering rampage that myself, nor Eijiro could understand.

"Deku," I called. "You're muttering."

Deku glanced up at me. "Oh sorry. I didn't notice."

I rolled my eyes, but dropped it. The nerd will never change. "The villains say shit all the time. What the hell are you talking about?"

Deku thought for a moment before explaining. "Remember when there was that incident where a bunch of villains got together and started attacking?"

"The one where you lost your shit and nearly killed a guy?" I asked.

"Well, yes, but I didn't nearly kill him," he deflected.

"You literally almost did."

Deku shook his head. "That's not the point. Listen, they all said that the Black Lotus promised them something in return," he observed. He placed his hand on the back of his neck. "Then there's the cases where some of them keep saying that their boss would like to meet me, that he could help me. Doesn't it make sense if taking my blood was related to this somehow?" he questioned, looking back and forth between us.

I watched Eijiro pause and pursed his lips in thought. "What could they be promising? Riches? Fame? Power?"

"Deku already has all of that," I remarked.

Deku grimaced. "I-I think I have an idea," he started.

I glared at the damn nerd. What the hell does he mean by that? "You gonna fill us in?"