Feelings are Weird [Male Reader]

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|[Y/N]'s POV|

I'm on the trip to school, glancing around. I normally come later than most so my walk to school is pretty peaceful.

Soon enough I arrive at school. I look around for a certain group, and once I find it, I approach it.

"Hey, guys!" I call, Kirishima looks at me and smiles "Hey, [Y/N]!" he responds. Bakugou scoffs and glares at me. "Wait, where's everyone else?" I ask, looking around the two "Dunno, man." Kirishima responds, looking around with me. instead lay my eyes on Bakugou "Hello, kitten~" I greet, smirking. Bakugou blushes and looks away, flipping me off.

I and Kirishima talk about random things, and what we had done yesterday. Kirishima is my go-to person to talk to when Bakugou is busy or something along those lines. But then the bell rings and Kirishima runs off like normal. I walk with Bakugou to the class.

The entire walk to class is silent, no talking whatsoever. Correct me if I'm wrong but is Bakugou holding his fucking breath?

|Bakugou's POV|

We make it to the classroom and I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding. My cheeks feel warm and my hands, clammy. My throats clogged and the same fluttery feeling is in my stomach. Dammit [Y/N]... He always makes me feel this way... I fucking hate him so damn much.

I see the loud bastard come into the room and I already no today's going to be shit.

Halfway through I see [Y/N] talking with Deku... Wait, the fuck? Why is he talking with fucking Deku?! My head perks up as I watch over the two of them. They're both smiling and I can hear them talking about each others day. Then, I hear [Y/N] call Deku cute. Fucking Deku! That role is reserved for me, and me only! Ugh, why do I even care?

Deku looks me dead in the eye. I glare at him with as much anger as I could manage. My face feels hot again, but there's no fluttery feeling in my stomach anymore. I'm just plain pissed. Deku's eyes widen and he looks back at [Y/N] with a worried expression. Fuckin'- he should be worried. That little prick.

The rest of the class is just [Y/N] talking with people other than me! Fuck- I hate him so much! First, he goes and makes me feel all gross, then he pisses me off by talking with others?! Fuck him. Fuck. Him.

When the bell rings I'm already up and out the door, not wanting to spend another second with that asshole. But of course, he fucking follows me. "Hey, kitten, wait up!" He calls. I don't wait. Fuck him. He sucks ass.

However, when he does catch up he looks at me "Damn, what's got you all fired up?" he asks. I scoff "Fuck off, it's none of your business." "As your best friend, it is." He replies. Fucking- "You're not my best friend." I say back coldly "Are you sure about that?" He asks. I glare at him "Yes. We're not even friends. You're just here. I don't respond-" "And you also don't tell me to leave" "Fuck you." I look away. Dammit [Y/N], I'm feeling the feelings again. Dammit!

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|2nd POV|

During lunch, you talk with people other than Bakugou, as it's obvious he's angry. I mean, look at him, he's glaring at every single person you talk to. He's not in a good mood. However, you know he'll get over it. He always gets over it. Sure, he has a grudge, but he will calm down and probably forget it until it comes up again, y'know, like every normal human being.

Anyway, after lunch you pretty much skipped through everything, talking to people occasionally for entertainment.

When it was time to leave for the end of the day you had already gotten tired. Luckily, the school was closed tomorrow and you didn't have to worry about going.

You walk towards Bakugou, considering he looks calmer. "Hey, kitten" You greet. Bakugou looks at you "Hi..." he mumbles. You look around for a moment, not wanting to rush him "Are you doing anything this weekend?" You ask, keeping your eyes soft and calm. Bakugou fidgets, looking at you. "Why?" He asks, raising his eyebrow. "Well, I wanna hang out with you, duh." You respond. He nods. "Yeah no.". You nod "Thought so.". Bakugou grimaces at you "What?" "I said I thought so... Despite how nice I try to be you never want to hang out. The last time we ever really hung out was when our moms forced us to play together after school when we were kids" you say, looking at him.

|Bakugou's POV|

The pain. It's back. He sounds so depressed, yet his face looks as though he honestly didn't care.

I look away, I don't want to see his face. "But it's cool, it doesn't matter." he finishes. "Why didn't you talk to me during class or lunch?" I ask quietly. Y/N looks at me "Uh, because you didn't want to talk to me?" he says, looking at me. The pain gets more apparent. Fuckk... "Whatever," I respond, walking faster. Fuck him. He always makes me feel this way... Ugh...

|[Y/N]'s POV]

Bakugou speeds up, so I speed up as well. We walk the entire way back silently. When he does his usual sharp turn I just walk.

When I make it to my place I unlock my door and walk in, closing the door behind me. I'm extremely tired so I simply change from my uniform and get into my bed, pulling the covers over myself and staring at the ceiling. The sweet sound of silence fills my ears as I stare into my ceiling. What should I do tomorrow? No ones free and Bakugou simply doesn't want to go... Ugh. I turn on my side and stare at my bedside. I close my eyes, sighing. The feeling of the mattress pushing against myself. My breathing becomes shallow and I feel my heartbeat slowing, soon enough falling asleep.