"The Boy of Sparks" (Bakugou Katsuki X female reader)

Poolside trouble

It was nine weeks after the first day of school. Bakugou and I have been a couple for eight weeks now, and the entire class 1-A was invited to a pool party to kick off the new year. By now I had become fairly familiar with my classmates. But, I was never one to enjoy the pool, mainly because of one reason, a bathing suit. It wasn't that I didn't have a good figure, it was that I did. But I wasn't gonna miss out on making new friends, and having a good time. I grabbed my bag and put everything I needed, inside. I pakced sun block and a towl. I stuffed my bathing suit in too. I wasn't going to arrive in it, Lord knows what Mineta would do, "I'll put it on when I get there." I mumbled to myself as I stuffed the flower print two piece into the bag. I put on a tank top and jean shorts, walked over to the mirror, tossed my hair in a bun and went downstairs and out the door.
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When I arrived to the pool, I walked over to the black bars surrounding it and opened the gate. The pool looked like an oasis. I walked around a bit, it was huge, even the padio was beautiful. It had a wooden pergola over a padio set, and lawn chairs surrounded the pool. There was even a snack shack with shaved ice and ice cream! I had been the last one to show up. Nearly everyone was in the pool playing with a beach ball, but three people I saw. Midoria was sitting on the couch talking to Ochaco and Todorki was sitting alone in the padio eating shaved ice. I hadn't seen Bakugou though. I decided to go change into my bathing suit and see what the pool was like. I opened the bathroom door and went into the first stall, I changed into my two piece then went back outside, using the bag as a sheild in front of my body. I kinda snuck to the side of the pool. hiding behind the bag when it was suddenly ripped from my hands. I shot straight up, shocked by what had happened. I looked over at who took it, only to be greeted by Bakugou's grin and my bag in his hands. He had tropical print orange swim trunks on.
"You shouldn't hide all that, you know?" He teased, as his eyes trailed down, his cheeks burning a deep red.
"My eyes are up here Bakugou!" I tilted his head up with my hand and he stepped closer, setting he bag on the ground. He wrapped his arms around me quickly and pulled me close to him. Flustered, I blushed. Everyone in the pool had looked. He placed his hands on my waist, picked me up and threw me into the water.
"BAKU-AH!" I screamed as he tossed me in. As I surfaced the water I took the rubber band out of my hair, un-doing the bun. He jumped in after, splashing me again. I laughed as he surfaced in front of me, half smiling. "For a second there I thought you were going to kiss me." I said. "Guess I shouldn't have expected something that good from you huh?" I teased a bit as I splashed a bit of water on his face.
"Whatever Komaku." He said as he wiped the water off his face, still smiling with his red cheeks.
"HEADS UP!" Kirishima called as the beach ball came down right in front of us. I hit it back up into the air towards the others.
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After playing the game for thirty minutes Bakugou went to go grab something at the snack shack for us. I got out of the pool and walked over to the couch area. There I held a short conversation with Deku.
"Wheres Ochaco?" I questioned.
"She had to leave." He responded with a smile. He told me everything about every student in the class, their quirks, weaknesses, and strengths. We spoke for about twenty minutes until the calmness broke.
"KOMAKU!" I heard Bakugou yell from across the pool. Everyone looked over at him. They knew what they were in for and so they all gradually left.
I whipped my head around and stood up from the couch, turning my back to Deku.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" His eyes filled with rage as he stomped toward me, two soft served ice creams on cones with sprinkles in his hands. "WHY ARE YOU TALKING TO DEKU?!" His voice cracked in anger as he stopped right in front of me, throwing the ice cream on the floor and clenching his hands in a fist. "GET LOST DEKU!"
Deku stood up and backed away a little.
"Bakugou, please don't do this..." I said, looking him in the eyes.
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO HANG OUT WITH HIM, KOMAKU, BUT YOU DIDN'T LISTEN!"
"Bakugou, we were just talking, it was nothing more than that." I said in a calm tone my eyes started to tear from being yelled at so harshly.
"WHAT THE HELL?! YOU EXPECT ME TO BELEIVE THAT?!"
Hurt by this comment, tears rushed down my face. "I thought you trusted me!" Anger replaced sadness in my eyes and I pushed him back and walked over to grab my bag. Trudging to the gate. "I THOUGHT YOU COULD TRUST ME BAKUGOU!" I yelled from the exit gate, slamming it shut and calling my mom to pick me up. I stood outside on the sidewalk, holding the phone to my ear, I could hear Bakugou running back to me.
"Komaku..." He pushed the gate open and walked over to me. He clentched his jaw, tilting his head down towards mine. "I didnt mean-"
I shut my phone off and stuffed it into my bag, as tears cascaded off my face.
"A-are you...crying?" He said as he brushed my hair out of the way.
"I'm mad Bakugo!" My voice cracked through the tears as I slapped his hand away from my face and turned my back to him.
"Why are you mad at me?! You were the one talking to Deku!"
"YEAH?!" I turned to look at him "I THOUGHT YOU TRUSTED ME! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU HELD SUCH A GRUDGE AGAINST HIM-" I choked on my tears, causing me to quiet down and wipe my eyes. I swallowed the lump in my throat and looked down at our feet. " I didn't know you held such a grudge against HIM, that you would yell at ME for it...I didn't think you were so naive. But I though wrong about you Bakugou." I looked up at him with daggers in my eyes. My mother pulled up in her car, but neither one of us moved a muscle. He took a step forward and raised his hand to caress my cheek, but I pushed him away, hitting him with my bag. I stomped over to my car, threw open the door and got in. We drove off as I watched Bakugou in the rear view mirror, standing there, hands at his side with a blank expression on his face. My heart felt like it was stabbed as I saw his eyes gloss over in tears.