"So... tell me again what happened?" Ochaco mumbled, handing you a mug of hot chocolate.
You currently sat on the couch belonging to said brown haired girl, or rather her and her husband. You had shown up suddenly at her door, tears pouring down your face and your form collapsing into hers as soon as she let you inside.
She had allowed you to get comfy while she fetched you a warm drink in hopes of it making you feel better. And now, buried underneath a warm blanket and idly sipping at the chocolate liquid, you were ready to speak to her about what had occurred a while ago.
"I had a fight with Katsuki... a really bad one." You mumbled, tears still held at the meeting point of your eyeballs and skin. "I-It was really bad Ochaco..."
"What happened? You guys never fight." She mumbled, leaning in closer to you and wrapping her arms around the depressed friend.
"He came home a little worse for wear... so I got worried and tried to help. He kept insisting he was fine, but he was covered in bruises and scrapes and broken concrete... so I kept pushing him.
And then he told me to fuck off cause I was getting on his nerves. So of course I got mad back and told him I was only trying to help. And after that... it was just a screaming match until I ran out.
He tried to follow me... but I told him I didn't want to see him."
You collapsed into your arms and let out a deep breath, breathing in the air and attempting to stop all the thoughts of those terrible things you told him. You knew he could take care of himself, but you could not help but worry about him and his line of work.
"Hey. Hey." Ochaco gently took your hands in hers. "I've known Bakugou for a long time, and he's just being a bit grumpy. I'm sure he'll come back around and you two can make up."
"That's the thing though Ochaco." Your tears finally poured over, mouth trembling and gasping for the air. "He told me we were through when I ran out..."
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Kirishima had no idea why he was here, but apparently he was not the only one to get the text message. Kaminari waved his hand up as well, gesturing to the bar.
"You get his strange text too?" The electric hero asked, the hardening hero nodding.
"You got any idea what it meant?" Kirishima asked.
"Nope. Should we go in and see?" Kaminari flashed a smirk towards the entrance and striding in.
The two strode in and spotted the familiar blond at a booth by himself. They walked over, each taking a seat on either side and watched as he realized his friends had actually come.
Bakugou smirked, raising a half empty mug and pointing to the empty pair of glasses and pitcher of beer. Both males shrugged and accepted his offer, knowing it was rare for Bakugou to ever give something away.
"So what's gotten you into the bar mood? You usually hate this kinda thing." Kaminari brought up, watching as Bakugou ungracefully sipped his mug.
"We're fucking Celebrating." Was all he said, his voice not matching the tone one would expect with that word.
Silence echoed him back, but the pairs of red and yellow eyes urged Bakugou to give more detail. The ash blonde smirked and then slammed his mug down with a hard bang, causing a few patrons to glance their way.
"I'm a free man once again!"
Kirishima and Kaminari exchanged glances both finally understanding what was happening: he and (Name) broke up and he was taking his pain away by drinking himself silly. Sure he had started out growing angrily beating his rage away, but this was no better.
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My Hero Academia Imagines
Fanfiction~A Collection of Requested BNHA Imagines~ REQUESTS ARE: CURRENTLY CLOSED! Take care of Bakugou when he gets his wisdom teeth out, Kick Endeavor in the balls while defending Shouto, have class 1-A throw you a surprise party, adopt a cat with Todoroki...