All Too Well ༊*·˚ K.Bakugou

11| Snow Falls

Steam flooded out of the open bathroom door, humidifying the shared bedroom as Claudia flipped her wet hair over her shoulder, the tight curls trailing down to her lower back. She sighed in exhaustion and melted into her bed once more as if the sheets would suffocate her from the comfort.

"Took you long enough, damn it," Bakugou complained, sharply pushing through her dangling feet.

Claudia glared at him, her previous anger respawning, as her entire face twitched, switching between a smile and a scowl as the girl tried to compose herself. "Sorry, but-, who am I kidding? I got here first so I get to shower first," She emphasized, sitting up. "Plus shouldn't winners shower first?"

Bakugou swung open the door to the bathroom, anger running in circles around the perimeter of his heart. "You didn't win jack shit, I wasn't knocked out of bounds and I wasn't unconscious, so no one won, you fucking moron." 

The curly-haired girl rolled her eyes, retrieving her hair dryer from her duffel bag. "We didn't establish rules beforehand. In standard fighting, if you are pinned to the ground for three seconds, that results in the perpetrator winning, you fucking genius," Claudia mocked. She plugged the machine into the wall, utilizing her quirk to lift it, swiftly drying her hair.

She flipped her head to the side, attempting to get volume in her hair as she dried it before noticing a beetle crawling up her forearm. The bi-color-haired girl quickly flicked it off, sending a brutal scream at the mere sight of the insect. She took her sandal, hitting the bug until it was completely flattened. "Aw, is the poor baby scared of a little bug? How precious," Bakugou cackled as he watched the altercation. Claudia sent him a glare before switching her attention back to her hair, ignoring his comment.

The blonde scowled, swiftly swinging his head back to glare at the girl. "So you've finally dropped this whole 'nice girl' act?" He cackled, his angry eyes boring into her soul. "Ladies and gentlemen four-eyes finally stopped being such an annoying pushover." She met his gaze, her lively turquoise stabbing his pupils. She dramatically sighed, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her angled nose, and flipping the switch on the drier. "I am nice, I just don't fucking like you and you don't like me, so I think we both have no reason to be nice to each other," She clarified, twisting a curl around her finger. I tried being cordial, but then I realized I was wasting energy on you when I could just get stronger instead." She smirked, sticking out her chin to him. "And it worked now, didn't it? That win was almost too easy."

"YOU DIDN'T WIN JACK, I DON'T KNOW IF YOUR ILLUSIONS TRANSFER TO YOU BEING DELUSIONAL. I REALLY THOUGHT THE SIGNS WERE THERE THAT-"

"BAKUGOU, WAIT!" Claudia shrieked, dramatically clutching her hair dryer to her chest. "D-did you hear that?" The deep burgundy pupils dilated smaller, as the boy stepped closer. "You must be hearing shit, Stripes. What the hell do you hear? I thought you were blind, not deaf." 

The bi-colored hair girl put a finger to her lips and shifted her head to the right, nodding toward the door. "Just listen." Bakugou mimicked her motion, intensely attempting to locate the mystery sound before the shrieking noise of the hair drier interrupted him, the girl pulling it up and down her head. "God, would you TURN THAT SHIT OFF. How am I supposed to hear the fucking noise if that's on?" Bakugou caterwauled, his blonde brows furrowing as he attempted to discern the hair drier from the mystery sound.

"Oh, there was no noise," Claudia confessed, parting her ocean of curls. "I just wanted you to stop talking; I felt like I was going to get a migraine from your yapping," She yawned. As if Bakugou's quirk manifested in his ears, the boy slammed the door shut, tumbling the frames from the wall.