cold blooded || K. Bakugou

10||Early Hours

"You're only going to be in love with them."

"What fucking makes you say that?"

"You don't look at anyone else like that but Kirishima and Uraraka."

"No one else fucking deserves it then."

"Of course not. You belong to someone who'll be willing to stand as equals with you."

"Then don't come back."

"I won't."

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How long has it been? Maybe a few minutes? A few hours? Days? Weeks? It seemed more like seconds.

Seconds.

That seemed about right. It felt like seconds. Just a few quick seconds of talking, sparring and yelling. A few weeks that were quick to turn into seconds. That was how you fell. You fell on your knees, scrapping the palms of your hands and the pads of your knees, with your head banging up against the floor of dying love.

How could that happen? HOW?

Maybe a few smiles, a few laughs and some gentle gestures. That was how your open palms caught the fluttering heartbeat of love. It's wings gently shaking, love was so powerful. So beautiful and very much easy to catch.

Today you sat in class, looking out the window for tomorrow's weather. It was sunny, not a cloud of fluffiness in the sky. It was bare, empty and welcoming. Like a pool.

Bakugou sat a seat in front of you, Midroyia being the only being to separate the two of you. Your eyes would trail along his jawline, his eyelashes fluttering along his cheeks when he blinks. His lips so lush it was almost impossible to resist the urge to kiss him. You can't love him.

After class, you left to eat. Lunch Rush making food, you standing in line and paying for his services. Some rice, a bowl noodles and then some teriyaki. You sat in your seat. Besides Kirishima and Kamanari. Across from Mina and Sero and Bakugou. A group of your own. Friends of your own.

You look up from your food, your eyes glancing over at Bakugou then you invest yourself in Mina's conversation.

"The Hanahaki Disease is pretty common nowadays, almost popular." She says, eating up some rice.

"Yeah, I heard it's pretty deadly too. Isn't it something you catch from one sided love?" Kamanari adds, looking over to the group as he chews.

"Yeah, love that isn't returned. You gotta deal with those flowers dropping by and suffocating you." Sero looks at his food, deciding to finally eat.

"Man, imagine having that and not having enough money for the surgery." Kirishima sadly mutters. He looks down at his noodles, somewhat sympathetic about the whole ordeal.

"Well, if your friends are there to support and help out, I'm sure they'll be willing to help pay." You stated, nodding to them with a confident look.

"Really? So what if one of you got the disease, who's willing to help pay?" Mina asks, looking over at the boys.

"Uh, Mina," Kirishima begins. There was no need to worry about Mina getting the disease, she was like a boy magnet. Kirishima was a ray of sunshine, he'd sure to find someone who'll return his feelings. Sero is somewhat average but he doesn't seem like the type to trip over if a girl or boy didn't love him back just as equally. Kamanari, he was a flirt but nonetheless a good guy, he seems like the type to get it if he fell head over heels with the wrong person. Then there was Bakugou, he'd be a heartbreaker.