Text Back (Katsuki Bakugou x Reader)

Loyalties

After that eventful weekend it seemed you and Bakugou were in good terms once again. You were a little shy about coming into class after you had exploded that Friday but surprisingly, some of your classmates came up to compliment you on your abilities. The rest were rather quiet and only cautiously glancing over when they thought you weren't looking. You couldn't say you appreciated the staring, but at least they weren't bombarding you with questions.

After School

"Bring down the x then exchange it with the denominator and multiply both sides by y."

"Why would you do that when you can cross multiply the whole thing?"

"Cause you'll miss a step if you do it that way, dumbass."

"I've done mine this way and always got it right."

"Well you're a fuckin' idiot for doing it that way." Bakugou tapped the homework sheet. "This is the right way."

You rolled your eyes and muttered, "You're just making it more difficult..."

"IF YOU WANNA FAIL, BE MY GUEST!"

"I'M JUST SAYING THERE'S A SHORTER WAY OF GETTING THE SAME ANSWER!"

The blond grit his teeth into a scowl. "Oh yeah!? What did you get!?"

"4 and you?" You sent an equally angry glare.

After an irritated squint directed at you, he scoffed and looked away. "That was a lucky guess."

"WHAT! WAS NOT!"

"SHHHH!" The librarian stared menacingly at the two of you. It was only a matter of time before she kicked you both out. It was miracle she hadn't already.

You blew a few strands of hair out of your face. "We've gone over this. There's more than one way of getting the same answer."

Bakugou picked up your paper in disgust. "Your way of doing things is shitty and unorganized."

"Just like your personality."

"WHAT!?" Bakugou's palms looked like they could almost go off. "YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL I'M EVEN HELPING YOU, BRAT!"

"ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT!" The librarian shot up from her desk. "YOU TWO! OUT!!!"

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The sky above was blend of soft orange and yellows when you and Bakugou walked out the school's doors. You both had tests coming up and decided to study together. The material your classes were learning was basically the same so it seemed like a good idea at the time. But this was Bakugou Katsuki you were going to study with. You shouldn't have expected any less from the hardass (said the hardass).

"What's your class like, Bakugou?" You pondered aloud as he walked you home. Other than the subject matter, the students themselves seemed to be vastly different.

"It's stupid," He replied curtly.

You frowned with a pout. "I'm serious. Kirishima, Ashido, Kaminari, and Sero seem like good people."

"Those four are the dumbest in the class."

"Tell me what it's like, Bakugoooouuu," You egged him on. "Are there really tough people in it?" Your words were running as much as your train of thought was. "It's supposedly the class that produces the best heroes, right? Is everyone there crazy strong?"

"No, most of them are numbskulls. I'm....one of the strongest."

His brief pause confused you but you smiled all the same. "Hmm, well, I'd love to see you fight one day. Maybe we can spar."