Winter: Bakugo X Oc

Chapter 12

After a while, I finally stopped running. My legs were shaking because of how much I ran.

I looked around to see where I was. I was in a park with lots of trees. I found a big tree and collapsed under it.

I rested my head against the trunk and closed my eyes. When I woke up, I was back at home.

Was it all a dream?

I got up and walked into the bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror. My eyes were red and puffy. I had dried tears on my cheeks, and I had dirt on my legs.

Fuck. It was real. Then how was I back home? Did I get here by myself?

I walked out of the bathroom and down the hall. I peeked into the living room to see my dad on the couch, still wrapped up like a mummy.

"You missed movie night." He said, not sparing me a glance. I looked out the window, the sun had set, and the stars were shining brightly in the sky.

"God, you're such a hypocrite." I mumbled.

"Me a hypocrite?" He looked at me confused.

"I heard you. All of you in the teacher's lounge. I heard about how you skipped movie night because I reminded you of mom!" I snapped. I was so angry. He's such an asshole.

"Izumi..." he sighed.

"I'm not her. So you can stop avoiding me." I sniffled.

"Yeah, you're not her. You could never be her." He muttered.

"Oh yeah? Well I wouldn't know that because I know nothing about her!" I shouted. What the hell is wrong with him?

"You've never asked!"

"Becuase I didn't want to hurt you! You forget I hear everything! The way your heart changes its beat every time she's brought up in a conversation. Or when you see things that remind you of her! I notice everything because of this stupid quirk! I've tried to make you happy! I've tried to be different. Be my own person, but nothing changes! We are standing on different sides of ledge struggling to hear each other but never trying to find a solution on how to fix that." Tears fell down my face.

Fuck. Why am I such a crybaby?

"Izumi... I'm sorry. I- I didn't know you felt that way..." he apologized. I stayed silent.

"Kid, I messed up. I'm sorry. I love you so much. You are my world. You're the reason I get up every day. You are the reason I haven't jumped off a building. I'm so sorry I made you feel like you were anything less than that." He stared at the ground, his voice wavering.

"You have every right to hate me. I'm sorry..." his voice cracked.

"I don't hate you." I mumbled. He looked up at me.

I sat next to him on the couch and hugged him. I nuzzled my face into what I think is his shoulder. It was hard to tell because of the bandages.

"Do you want me to help you train?" He asked, rubbing my back.

"One one condition. You tell me about mom." I spoke up.

"Deal."

"Pinky promise?" I lifted my pinky up.

"Pinky promise." He interlocked his pinky with mine.

Over the next two weeks, everyone trained harder and harder for the sports festival. Everyone was surprisingly motivated by what Bakugo and I said.

Finally that day if the sports festival had arrived and everybody was prepared for it.

Let's do this.