Purple Heart

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The dorm lights were dim, no one was in the common area. It was around 1:00PM and the duo had just arrived.

Deku's POV

I turn around to face Kacchan, we're both near the same height; Me being slightly taller than him.

I guess he noticed me staring—since his expression changed, he quickly looked towards my direction, I was expecting for him to yell at me for staring but instead his eyes squinted and his lips parted. He quickly faced away — ACHOO!!

"Ugh.." he sniffled and aggressively wiped his nose, I couldn't help but let out a chuckle. He simply growled and continued to walk to his dorm.

I saw his figure walk away so lazily, his shoulders were slumped a bit and he still wore my jacket previously given to him. I smiled to myself, he must have forgotten.

I walked to the kitchen and made myself some midnight snack, I slept all day, why not stay up all night? There isn't any school tomorrow anyway—and I could use a break.

Bakugo's POV

That idiot kept smiling and staring at me, what a dumbass.

He's always in my way.

I walked to my dorm and opened my bathroom door, I immediately check what was bothering me so much.

I unzipped Deku's jacket and lifted my shirt to find a weird looking mark on my chest; It was a Purple Heart. It reminded me of the villain I fought today..

It was a female, she had a purple costume and she's the one who punched me in my gut, so why would it be on my chest?

This is all too confusing, I'll deal with it tomorrow.

I shut my bathroom door and walked next to my bedside. All of a sudden, I feel a vibration coming from my pocket.

I pull out my phone and it's my mom calling. I pick up the phone.

"Hel-"

"KATSUKI."

I flinch and drop my phone, "what the hell.." I mumble

"Watch it hag, you almost made me break my phone!" I whisper-yelled.

"WHY'D I GET A CALL FROM YOUR SCHOOL ABOUT YOU SKIPPING MORNING CLASS?"

"It was only one class! I was busy at the moment.." I retreated.

"If I get another call of you misbehaving, I won't be so nice." She warned—and with that—she hung up.

I had shivers running down my spine, my arms shaking and palms sweating....

Is what I would say—if I was a pussy; pfft, I'm not scared of her. 

I threw my phone on my nightstand table and sat on my bed.

I let my eyes rest and I soon fell asleep.

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