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

Minute Mart

I laid my head back against my pillow. This wasn't fair. I hated having to see this all within a "vision". If that vision guy hadn't said anything.

"Do not fear, for I All Might am here." I mocked his voice. I wanted to scream. This was not at all equal. Villains were roaming the roads. The streets. And yet I was being put down like a hound who killed an old woman for sipping a margarita. I sighed.

If I was a "threat" I'd have to prove I wasn't. I rolled onto my side. Right now though? Would Aizawa be asleep? I sat up, my feet dangling from the edge of the bed. I looked at the clock on my left side dresser. 10:32. I had plenty of time before 11 to sneak out. I got up shuffled through my duffle bag for my hoodie. It wasn't in there any more. I scurried to my closet, picking up a black sweatshirt and pulling it over my pink shirt that read, Read. For its better than apples!

Sneaking to my window I cracked it open. The noise making me jump. It was loud enough to probably wake Aizawa. Without checking to see if he woke, I crawled out of the window within a swoop. I looked around. Nothing was useful to me around these streets. I started walking to the far side of the road, ending up seeing ash blonde hair strutting down the road. Was that Bakugo? I looked behind me to make sure nobody was following. I ran down playing ketchup. I snuck behind a wall when he turned around. I held my breath. Please don't see me.

He walked into the Minute Mart, hands in his pockets. It was indeed Bakugo.

I walked in to pretend I was buying something. I looked around to see the snacks lined up along four rows. The drinks in the freezer section. Bakugo grabbed a bunch of ramen and practically threw it at the cashier.

"That'll be-" He interrupted the cashier.

"Fifteen bucks, I know." He shoved his hands out of his pockets, two ten dollar bills at the young cashier.

"Here's five-"

"Keep the damn change." He grabbed his bag, turning right to face me. His brows furrowed. "I knew you were following me." He took a step closer to me looking right at me, a few inches, more like a few feet taller than me.

"I wasn't following you. I was-" He interrupted me, he sure loved to do that.

"I know that the only reason you're at UA is to stalk the hell out of people. It's weird." He gripped his bag.

"Actually, I won't be able to "stalk", you anymore or anyone." I cracked my knuckles. "I got kicked out." I whispered.

"Tch, are you going to sneak back in, stalker?" He flexed his arms. I could see his biceps since he was wearing a black short sleeve shirt with a white skull.

"I'll have you know I wasn't stalking!"

"The fuck you weren't." He smiled.

"What's so funny?" I tilted my head.

"Your face, you might want a new one." He tried to walk past me but I moved in front of him again. If I was going to play fair. He had taken my popcorn bag earlier.

I shoved my hand right into his arm hole grabbing the bag and taking off with it.

"HEY YOU FUCKER, GIVE ME MY DAMN SPICEY RAMEN BACK!!" I was laughing until I heard footsteps hitting the gravel behind me. I chuckled taking a slight right almost smack dabbing into a car. I gave them the bird and continued running until my body hit the ground.

"My damn food is something you should never with." He pulled my hair out of my face. "You hear?"

"Without a doubt." I sighed handing his food back.

He took it, marching back home. I sat on the ground for a few seconds. I didn't want to go back home yet. "Bakugo!" I shouted.

He turned. "The hell you want?" I caught up to him. "Mind if I share some with you?" He looked like he was going to say no, and that's when I knew I had to go back home. Which was fine. "Fine." He started walking.

"Wait, fine as in. Yeah?" I was strutting beside him.

"Whatever. Now shut the fuck up." He moved into his house.

"The old hag is away." He threw the bag on the counter.

"Ok... your grammy is away." He went to the fridge and pulled out a sarsaparilla, clicking the top off and sipping it.

"Mother. Old Hag is my mother." He wiped his mouth.

"Oh, ok so your mommy is away." I shrugged. He shot me a death stare.