"𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬?" - 𝐊. 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨
𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨: This story is Slowburn, follows a couple of months after the epilogue and is accurate/realistic.
WARNING: My writing style is very detailed, so if you aren't into d...
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-Bakugo's pov-
December 3rd, Sunday - 6:11 pm
He dried his hands slowly, the soft rustle of the towel the only sound mixing with the quiet hum of the bathroom ventilation fan.
The steam on the mirror had started to fade, leaving just the edges foggy.
He avoided his own reflection this time.
His phone buzzed in his pocket.
He frowned and pulled it out, the screen lighting up with Kirishima across the top.
"The hell could he want now?" he muttered under his breath as he swiped to answer.
"Hey man!" Kirishima's voice came through bright and loud.
Bakugo immediately winced, holding the phone a little away from his ear.
Then came, "-Wait, hold on. What's that noise? Are you... where are you?"
Bakugo stared at the ceiling vent buzzing faintly above his head. "In the restroom."
There was a short pause.
"...Are you shitting as we speak?" Kirishima asked, trying-and failing-to sound serious.
Bakugo's face twisted with irritation. "No, you idiot! I just got done."
Kirishima snorted. "Chill, man. I'm just messing with ya."
Bakugo grumbled something under his breath, too low to catch, as he leaned against the counter and glanced at the door.
"Anyway," Kirishima continued, tone shifting a little, "I called you 'cause I wanted to talk about tomorrow's training."
Bakugo sighed.
"Should we invite others or just spar-just the two of us-"
"Not right now, idiot," Bakugo cut him off, voice low but final. "I'm busy."
There was a pause on the other end.
"...Busy? With what?"
Bakugo hesitated.
His fingers tightened around the edge of the sink.
Then, after a breath-
"I'm at L/n's house right now."
Kirishima went completely silent on the other end.
Bakugo frowned, pulling the phone slightly away from his ear to check if the call had dropped.
But it was still connected.
"...Y/N's house?" Kirishima finally said, voice slower now. "What are you doing over there for? I thought you were supposed to be taking care of your dog?"
