I. DARE. YOU. (Bakugo X Y/n)

Really ?

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I walk into the training arena, seeing Hawk sipping a sparkling beverage.

"What's that?" I question.

"It's a sparkling soda I bought at the small vending machine at the minute mart. Feel free to grab one after training." He gulps more, lifting his yellow visors.

"I might." I take the hoodie off I was wearing hours after training with class 1-A.

"I need to talk to you about something." He sets the sparkling substance down before burping.

I nod slowly before holding the grey hoodie hostage.

"About last week. When you were almost kidnapped. When you activated your quirk since years ago." He wipes his mouth.

"You didn't tell anyone did you?" I plead wanting to hope he said no.

"Y/n, as your trainer and protector I had to legally tell someone. Whether you like it or not." He pats my left shoulder.

Narrowing my eyes, "Who did you tell?"

"Present Mic. He's one of your guardians, of course I'd tell him." I sit down running my hands through my hair.

"When did you break the news?" I sneer.

"Yesterday, when I saw him hiding in a tree running from an ant hill." I wanted to laugh. But knowing if I started laughing. The tears would come with it. It was always a two package deal.

"Do you want to train?" He questioned. The answer was simple. No.

"I don't want to be supervised and I don't need your training anymore." I got up and went to the table throwing my hoodie into the duffle bag.

"Y/n, trust me I wanted to keep it a secret. I just, you can't even remember what happened that night. When your quirk was activated your eyes turned red and your hair had white streaks. It was impossible to control you. Yes, you don't need help saving yourself. You need help restricting yourself from killing others." He grabbed my wrist. "Please Y/n."

"So I am a monster? Someone who now needs to be locked up because I am only good for killing. Is that it?" I turn towards him and push his chest. "You are a lying bastard."

"I promised. I know, but the right thing was telling someone and-"

"And what? Next thing you know I am back to square one with no friends. Because you and them are afraid I'd kill someone?" I feel tears fall to my cheeks.

"Y/n..."

"Don't Y/n me. I'm going home." I grip my duffle bag, slamming the door open. My feet hit the cold pavement as I cross the street, Hawk right on my tail.

"You can't go home alone."

"Why? Scared I am going to kill the whole world too?" I pace myself moving faster.

"For crying out loud." He fly's overhead and grabs my arms flailing my body in the air. I nearly choke out a scream.

"PUT ME DOWN!"

"Quit squirming and listen. All Might want's a meeting tonight after training. We'll say we already finished early and decided to start the meeting. Present Mic shouldn't be back until tomorrow morning. So you won't have to deal with him right away. Unless he told Aizawa then you're screwed." I stopped squirming. The wind felt nice on my face as we flew.

"I am not attending."

But we were already in the conference room. With most of the pro's including Nezu.

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"On account of-"

Hawk lets me down gently, letting me go. I set my duffle bag down.

"So meeting yay..." I feel the intense stares at me. Tonight was going to be long.

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