The Bees and The Birds || Bakugo

Project Camera

"What do you want?" Her tone came out harsher than she meant. Bakugo took in Hiroko's disheveled appearance. She looked exhausted, but her bruises were long gone. He always wondered how she could make them disappear so quickly.

"Hatsume said you had her book." He said bluntly. She eyed him carefully.

"You hang out with Mei? I thought you said she was bat shit crazy." The pink haired girl crossed her arms over her chest.

"She is a crazy bitch, but at least she isn't an asshole to people who show her kindness." The ashe blonde's anger surfacing yet again. The corners of Hiroko's lips turned downward. You wouldn't see it if you did one take, but if you looked closer you could tell.

"Just, come inside. I have to find the book." Hiroko let him inside her house. He took in the sight of the clean place. He always assumed her place was trashed, beer bottles and everything. He guessed he was wrong.

He glanced at a few pictures on the walls. He found a picture of a married couple, taking in the appearance. Hiroko was the spitting image of her mother, her father's genes didn't even try. He also noticed that she had a brother. How could he not have known about that?

He looked around to make sure he was gone before finding a spot to place the camera. Hatsume had given him the camera, crafting it herself. He didn't know how well he trusted it, considering half of the stuff she made had blown up.

"Here." Hiroko spoke up from behind him. He turned around, she held a big book in her hands.

"Thanks." He took the book from her.

"Is that all?" She asked, becoming impatient.

"My old hag misses you. She somehow still likes you after that shit you pulled." Bakugo grumbled. Her eyes widened at his statement.

"Katsuki... I'm s—" Hiroko was cut off by the door to her house opening. Her father walked in, his phone in hand. He had an angry expression on his face.

"Who is this young man?" The blonde haired man asked, his blue eyes glaring at the ashe blonde. Bakugo puffed out his chest a little, trying not to seem intimidated. He had finally met the scumbag that—

"He's my classmate. He was just leaving." Hiroko walked Bakugo to the door. Before he could say another thing, she slammed the door in his face.

He sighed and walked away, heading home. He wasn't sure what to do next or when to take action. He couldn't even access the camera footage because Hatsume had all of that information. All he could do is wait until the police were called.

"Fuck, why am I so worried?" He asked himself, running his fingers through his spiky hair, somehow making it appear even crazier than before.

When he saw her like that again, all of the feeling she had buried came rushing back to the surface. He flopped onto his bed, his hands covering up his flushed face. He gave himself a reminder so he wouldn't get hurt by her words again.

"She's a two faced jerk."