Kiribaku One Shots (and maybe some other ships)

Fluffy deaf bakugou

I almost put dead as the title??? that is not what I'm writing. happy fluff deaf Baku, guys. Also, in this one, Baku was adopted by, you guessed it, MIC AND DADZAWA

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The quiet drones on as Aizawa is, very obviously, talking and writing on the board. I have my computer out, the voice to text on a specific site to essentially make a transcript of the lesson for me. It's so eerily quiet, but I know it must be a little loud when he says something, and I feel the noise through my desk.

I've gotten so sensitive to everything else since I can't hear anymore. I miss it sometimes.

I especially miss the sound of a certain redhead. His flirting, his bad singing when he's being funny, his really good singing when he's trying. His quiet chuckle, turning to loud giggles to loud laughing until he's wheezing. I miss the sound of Eijirou Kirishima.

Sure, he sits just behind Kaminari, who is two seats to the right of me, and I could easily look over and see him, but just miss hearing him. I wish I could hear him say my name again, or even some dumb nickname this so-called "squad" made for me. I swear, there's a new one every week.

I glance over at the redhead to see him already looking at me. I tilt my head at him before I look up and see Aizawa staring at me as well. I raise my eyebrow at him as a way to ask him what he wanted, and he just gestures toward the computer in front of me. I look at the screen and read the words in front of me.

It's a lot of my name being said by different people, which is told by the indents to new paragraphs, and I read the question at the end. 'Are you okay? You look upset.' I tilt my head again and nod at Dadzawa. He gestures his hand toward his cheek before turning and, I'm assuming, continuing to lecture. I raise my hand to my own cheek and feel a dampness, which causes me to wipe my cheeks with my sleeves. Now I recognize that I'm sniffling.

I look around to see a couple of people looking at me worriedly, and I just glare at them until they look away. Except Eijirou Kirishima and Hanta Sero. I wave their worried expressions away, 'I'm fine, losers.'

Surely, they must understand me somewhat. I know they've been taking JSL classes to be able to communicate with me, though Eijirou has been taking them since I told them I was going deaf at the beginning of our first year. I went deaf 8 months and 22 days ago after a particularly difficult battle with a villain. I ended up having to use both gauntlets, and that did in my hearing.

The villain was put in jail, but I couldn't even hear with hearing aids, even though the doctors said I could probably use those at least for a month after. Yeah, that didn't happen. On the bright side, I can read lips unless someone has a lisp. Most of my friends and important people know sign language. Yay me.

I feel my desk vibrate against my arms, and I look up to see the homeless looking teacher in front of me. I look around, and everyone is focused on a worksheet in front of them, but Shitty Hair and Hanta are occasionally glancing at me. I looked up at the teacher again and looked at my computer screen, but the last thing I saw is the end of the lesson, where Dadzawa told them to do their worksheets and mind their own business. I see him tap on my desk, and I look up at him, half expecting him to speak before he pointed at me.

My eyes focused on his hands. 'You alright, kid?' I raise an eyebrow at him, looking up at him through my bangs before I brought my own hands up, rubbed my eyes before I held them in front of me and signed to him. 'I'm fine.'

He looked at my hands and then dropped his expression slightly, putting his hands on his hips and all of his weight on one foot. He looked like such a disapproving mother, I couldn't help but feel a rumble in my chest as, I'm assuming, I laugh. I see heads turn toward me, and a couple of people smile before they turn back to their assignment, or even the person beside them. I wonder how noisy it is. The only day it was quiet in class 1-A was when everyone found out I'd gone deaf.