𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘦𝘴

14. resurfaced feelings

[ Kill Your Heroes ]

"Did Kirishima-kun call your mom?" Rin asked, severely ticked off as they stood in the food court, seeing their own class across from them. They were purposely avoiding them. And by they, it was Bakugo and Rin.

"I'm leaving–"

"Wait—" She grabbed his shirt, hiding behind him as people started calling out in recognition of the UA students. "We're here anyways, what's the point in leaving? Besides– I don't have my hood and my mom dropped me off here out of the blue."

"Like this?" He grabbed her head, holding her back while her arms flailed about to find her surroundings. "No way, shady."

"Afleass call me Hinatha!" she said, muffled by his hand.

"Oi! Hinata-kun, Bakugo-kun!" Kirishima called. "You made it!"

"You tricked us!" they both immediately said.

"Oh but Hinata-kun seemed so sad when she couldn't go," he pouted. "What better than the guy who'll blow your ass up to go with her? Then she's not scary anymore!"

If that's what you have to compare me to, better not! "I didn't want to burden anyone," she said. "I would have gotten everything online."

"When's the last time you went to a mall, huh?"

"When I was six."

"See? I saw a girl in need and helped her out like a real man. It'd be really unmanly if you went home, Bakugo-kun, and got your mom to buy everything for you."

Rin looked at Bakugo with narrowed eyes. "Wait. You're not one of those people are you? You get your parents to do your errands?"

"Unmanly," Kirishima scolded.

"Unmanly indeed!" Rin agreed.

"Let's go!!" Bakugo growled, grabbing Rin and marching down the hall. Whatever he could do to get away from the unmanly threats. "Don't tell the rest of them we're here!"

Rin flipped her head and used her fingers to show she had her eyes on Kirishima while being marched off like Bakugo's pitbull on a leash. Talk about a shattered trust!

"Night vision goggles, practical runners, I need a swimsuit but I won't make you get that with me that's going a little far," Rin said, reading off the list she copied onto her phone. "Oh yeah, and a big bag. I never went on school trips, or any trips."

His gaze was focused almost creepily on her back. "Why're you dressed so girly?" he suddenly asked. "It makes us look weird."

"What do you mean? How else am I supposed to dress?" she groaned, ducking behind his back again when a gaze followed her eyes. She could feel him tense, ready to rile up again so she waited for the woman to pass by before letting go again. She pulled off her fuzzy blue coat, revealing her regular get up was still very much screaming delinquent.

"Do that again and your ass will be blown to bits," Bakugo snapped.

"Noted." She stood straight again, hiding behind the borrowed blue jacket. "I look so stupid."

"You look beyond stupid," Bakugo remarked, grabbing the jacket and exposing her bare waist in her yankee style wear. "Your personality doesn't match your style at all."

"Let's hope no one who recognizes me from the street shows up..." she mumbled.

"I'll blow their ass to bits!"

Suddenly, as if summoned, Murata appeared with a pick in her mouth, standing with a group of girls.

"Hey hey, little lightning flash, it's about time you got into guys. And whoa! What's this?" She leaned into Bakugo's scrunched face. "He looks like a delinquent, wow he's hot! Are you regressing?"