Sweet Stuff: Bakugou x OC

Ugh....Fine

Bakugou's POV:

"You've got to be shitting me, right now." I scoffed as Takahashi came sprinting down the sidewalk. "What's with the boots, short stuff?"

"Well, I heard that it was supposed to rain this afternoon. So, I have to be prepared, Bakugou." She smiled as she came up beside me. "Also, how come you decided to wait up on me this morning?"

"I wasn't waiting on you. I just happened to take a little longer than normal to get ready this morning." I rolled my eyes.

"Sure, you did." She giggled. God that sound was so annoying.

"Whatever." I huffed as we started down the sidewalk together.

"Is that how you plan on ending all of our conversations?" I could feel her looking at me.

"So what if it was?" I glared down at her.

"I don't know, I was expecting a reply with something that I could branch off of more though." She furrowed her eyebrows as she stared down at her feet.

"Fine. Care to explain what happened last night?" I mumbled as I shoved my hands into my blazer pockets.

"I thought I already did." She said as she tilted her head to the side like a little puppy.

"Then just tell me about your quirk. You're the one that wanted to talk on the way to school." I growled.

"Whatever. It's not that interesting though. All it I can do it make armour and occasionally projectiles if I'm in the mood. However, whatever I do uses the sugar from my inside my body. So unlike you, and basically everyone else, sugar is healthy for me. In fact, I have to injest at least three times as much as you would on a regular day for me." She made soft hand gestures as she talked.

"What's a normal day for you exactly?" I was generally interested in her quirk at this point, but my voice was just as uninterested as it had been the whole time.

"A day where I don't use my quirk." She answered.

"I call bullshit! There's no fucking way in hell that you have to have that much sugar." I shook my head.

"I would place a bet on it, but I value my life." She shook her head as well.

"Value your life? We're not talking a life or death situation here." I scoffed.

"Actually, we are. If I don't get enough sugar, my body starts breaking down the sugars that my body needs to function. You know, the stuff that you have in there." She said as she poked me in the side.

"Don't fucking touch me like that you god damn cavity." I growled, no way in hell I was letting her find out that I was ticklish.

"I'm sorry, Bakugou." She was staring at the ground again. Why is she so much like that damn Deku? She's so sensitive that it makes me sick.

"Don't fucking apologize, okay. And you better not fucking cry. Shitty Hair and Raccoon Eyes will never let me hear the end of it." I rolled my eyes.

"You really need to call people by their names, Bakugou. It's Kirishima and Ashido." She said as she glanced over at me, and I could see that she had come awfully close to crying because of my earlier outburst.

"Alright, I'll think about it, Takahashi. Just wipe that pathetic look off your face." I glanced down at her again, and a smile spread across her face. "And...uh...did I ever thank you for the help with the English homework last night?"

"No, I asked, but you just told me not to push my luck." She shrugged.

"Well, thank you." I mumbled as we walked through the gates of the school.

"No problem, Bakugou. If you need help with Yamada-sensei's work ever again, just text me and I'll be right over." She smiled up at me. How is she so happy all of the fucking time? It's weird.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just keep that between us, I have a reputation to uphold. People come to me for help with schoolwork, not the other way around." I grumbled.

"Your secret is safe with me, Bakugou." She let out a content sigh as we walked down the hallway.

"Good." I nodded as we came to the class 1-A door.

As we stepped in, Pink Cheeks ran up to Kyandi. "How come you didn't answer my texts last night? I needed help with my half of the project for English, but when you didn't answer, I gave up."

"Ochako, I'm sorry. I was busy with something else last night, I feel so bad now." Kyandi apologized as I made my way to my seat. I had expected someone else to have picked her for a partner, you know, because she's fluent in English. I guess Pink Cheeks got to her before Kaminari did.

"That's a great idea, Ochako!" Kyandi's loud cheer caught my attention from across the classroom.

"Does anyone here need help with their English projects?" She raised her voice so that she could be heard over the many conversations being had.

"I do!" Pikachu waved his hand around like mad. He was working by himself because everyone knew he was dumber than a box of rocks.

"Me too!" Pinky squealed.

"I quess that counts me as well." Soy Sauce raised his hand.

"I think mine and Bakugou's is coming along pretty good, but I wouldn't mind having you look over it." Kirishima said as he raised his hand as well.

"I-I could use some...uh...some help with my project too." That damn nerd called from the back of the classroom.

"Good! Then the six of you, well with Midoriya's partner that would make seven, can come over to my place tonight and we can work on them there." Kyandi smiled as she clapped her hands.

"Trust me, I'll be there." Dunce Face winked at her. Give me a fucking break. Does he have to flirt with every female that walks through that door?

"Sounds like fun!" Racoon Eyes smiled.

"If I can get Bakubro to come, we'll both be there." Kirishima nodded.

"Umm...what if my partner can't come with me?" Deku asked.

"Well, that's fine. Then, I'll work with you a little more since you're by yourself." She nodded encouragingly.

"O-okay, thank you." God he makes me sick. There's no way I'm going if he's going to be there.

"No problem, Midoriya!"

"Can everyone sit down and be quiet now? Class is about to begin!" That Robo-fuck shouted from the front of the classroom, sending Takahashi and Pink Cheeks scurrying to their seats.