Bakudeku

Chapter 1

-FORGOT TO ADD THAT THERE'S  A LITTLE KIRIBAKU-

Bakugou's POV-

I walked around the corridor. I looked into the classroom directly looked at my spot. Deku was in my spot. His fat ass resting itself in my damn seat! What Does He Think He's Doing!? 

"Deku! Why the hell are you in my chair you damn nerd?!" I yelled at the shrimp. 

"AHh! K-Kacchan! W-well Mineta is sitting i-in my seat." Deku's frail wavery voice cracked and he looked at me. His eyes scared.

"Well you didn't have to sit in mine, Deku!" I responded almost immediately. The spot next to Bakugou's original seat was open. Deku shuffled up, getting ready to move, but I stopped him by putting my hands on Deku's shoulder.

"K-Kacchan, please don't hurt me, w-we could talk this out! We don't need to hurt each other!" He blurted out. Deku looked like he was sweating profusely and he appeared very red. Damn it was cute, but Bakugou would never admit it to anyone or their face. 

Bakugou growled, "Just stay there. I don't want to sit in it today after you infected it with your damn nerd disease thing." Deku sat back down obediently. That pleased Bakugou in every way he could imagine but he only scowled at the kid. Bakugou turned around and sat in the seat next to him. 

Deku's Pov-

Deku was screaming silently as the large man sat down. Deku hoped he didn't as red as he felt. Deku grabbed out his notebook and started to draw Bakugou in lot of detail. More detail than the rest of his drawings. He drew every nook and cranny, crease and fold in Bakugou's arms and chest, forehead ect. He looked at Bakugou's arms to see which one was dominant. For which one was he strongest punch or hit. 

"Wonder if he used his strongest attack yet. Would he only in times of grave danger? Does he kick. Do..-mutter mutter-" Deku kept muttering and wondering. He felt a sharp sting of pain in the back of his head. He immediately looked at Bakugou searching him for an answer. Bakugou looked at him smugly. He lifted up his hand showing off little pops and bursts of yellow, red and orange. 

"Stop muttering, or it will happen again." Bakugou's voice raspy voice rung is hears and filled his head with thoughts like Bakugou destroying him in a fight. Pummeling Deku to the ground, killing him. Deku got scared and shook. The bell rang and Aizawa announced that class was over. Deku quickly got up trying to avoid Bakugou because he knew trouble was about to go down. He hastily walked out of the classroom to only be caught by Bakugou.

"Next time I find you in my seat, you won't be here for another day. Got it, Deku?" Bakugou was grabbing my shirt. In the front. I didn't respond and Bakugou kicked my legs, making me fall. His hand, my shirt and Bakugou's body was the only thing holding me from the ground. He pulled me closer. (I'm listening to Bitch Lasagna rn and my bird, Juniper, is jamming out hhh)

"Tell me, Deku. Will you set your ass in my seat again?!" Bakugou was raising his voice indicating he was getting mad. 

"N-No Kacchan! I won't sit in your seat a-again!" I trembled as my body was getting tired from being held against gravity.

"Good." Bakugou rumbled in my ear. Bakugou suddenly dropped me and I fell to the ground with a "thud". It knocked the wind out of me.  

"By the way, Deku. It would be better if you were dead. Your presence isn't needed in this school." Bakugou stopped and turned his head to say this. I felt my face go pale. I felt hurt inside more than the hard shell I call my body. That was the 3rd time this month. I just got up and pretended to brush it off. I turned around the opposite way and walked the long way to the boy's dorm. I was crying silently the whole way there. As soon as I got to my room, my backpack crashed to the floor as I broke down. I slammed into my bed and cried into my pillow.

Bakugou's POV- 

Bakugou was in his room when he heard a door slam shut. Was Deku really that mad? He could never imagine Deku like that. Maybe it was something else that sounded like a door. After pondering on what the noise was he finished that it was a door. He wanted to check on the squirt. He quietly walked out of his room because his was right next to Deku's. He peeped under the door. He didn't see anything but shadows and carpet. Then he put his ear up to it. The worst noise was emanating from his room. His cries were not loud but almost silent.

 "God...God Damn it! Why?!" He heard Deku yell a bit. Deku cursed! He never cursed. Jesus did he drop his Roman noodles? He left shrugging Deku off. Surely he wasn't the cause of Deku's emotional pain..Was he?

"I need to get sleep without Deku crying, oh my God!" He almost felt bad for Deku. Soon he stopped crying. Bakugou could finally get some rest. 

Time skip-

Bakugou walked into class. He was tired although he got enough sleep. He saw his seat wide open without Deku sitting in it. Yes! Bakugou walked over to his seat dragging his feet along. As class unfolded without interruption, he finally realized that in was abnormally quiet. He looked around and didn't see Deku. Wonder what happened. Deku rarely missed class. The class day seemed to go on and on and on. Until finally the bell rang. I actually ran straight up to Deku's dorm. To check to see if he was okay. I reached Deku's door and pushed it open. He was sitting in his desk drawing. He skipped school!? 

"Deku, seriously?! You just skip class for no reason!?!" I shouted and scolded him. He coward inwards to his seat, like it would give him shelter. 

"Kacchan..please g-get out.." Deku sounded scared and looked like he was about to cry. 

"AArgggh, tomorrow there's a fucking test." I knew there wasn't  but I wanted to freak him out. I left the room. Deku seemed different. But who gives a damn?!