Bunny Rabbit ( bnhaxreader )

Not My Fault

*Yawn*

You laid your head on your hand, wanting to go back to sleep. It was later that week, early Saturday morning. You've been up working on finalizing the blueprints for the buildings. You were getting through this project pretty quickly. The designs were approved by the Dean, and you've been getting materials shipped to your house and the school.

You needed to do something to stay awake, so you got up and went to the kitchen for some juice, stretching your body.

You heard noises from outside. When you walked out, you bumped into someone, spilling the juice onto them. "Oh shit."

You backed up to see Ochaco standing with her hands up. "What the heck?"

"Oh! I'm sorry!" You rushed over and got some tissues to wipe her shirt. She grabbed them from your hand before you got to her chest.

"I got it." she walked over to the sink, rubbing her shirt herself. Sadly, the shirt was white, and your juice was red. You walked up next to her.

"Try squeezing instead so it doesn't spread." She didn't reply, but she started squeezing so the tissue soaked. "I'm sorry."

"I heard you." It was almost 9 am. It didn't look like she just woke up.

Is this the sleeping thing?

"Ochaco."

"Yes?"

"Do you have trouble sleeping?" She stopped moving.

"It's not that serious." she continued with a new tissue. The stain was getting lighter.

You took a step closer to her. "Has it been like, a couple of days?"

She squeezed harder and accidentally knocked her arm into your chest. She turned her body to face you after that. "Why? What do you want?"

"We're just worried about you-"

"I don't need you guys to be worried about me!"

"Is it because of the volcano?" There was a slight increase in her breathing. "Have you told-" she ignored you and started walking out of the kitchen. You grabbed her hand, but she stopped and yanked you off.

"Leave me alone!"

"Why don't you want to talk about it??"

She was getting angry. "I don't want to even think about it!" She said, grabbing her hair before she stormed out of the kitchen. You sped in front of her by the entrance.

"Ochaco, it seems like-"

She pushed you into the entrance door. "I said leave me alone!" She wouldn't hurt you, so you weren't thinking of turning off your pain. Although how could you think about that when she was so close to you? "You're so weird." She kept getting closer to you.

*Bi panic*

Stop thinking about that.

You tuned back into her talking, trying not to look at her lips for the wrong reasons. "One second, you want to help people, and the next, you want to hurt them. It's 'fuck heroes' until you have to date one, or even be one."

"Where is this coming from? I was just asking if you were ok-" You tried to go forward, but she pushed you back again.

She got even closer. "No, you were just inserting yourself. You're always inserting yourself!"

She's so... so close to me.

Judging by her face growing pink, you could tell she realized how close she was, too. She didn't move, though. "What? No comeback?"