Poison || Katsuki Bakugou

2.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHAT AM I DOING!? WHO EVEN ARE YOU!?"

I yell back at him. I've never let someone talk to me like that and today was not going to be the day. Even if we were in a life or death situation. He kept his back to me scoffing as he ignored my statement. This fucking idiot thought he was just going to walk all over me? HAH!

"I CAN HANDLE THIS ON MY OWN YOU KNOW!" I yell once more in the direction of his back as he keeps his gaze on the villains. It annoyed me how he was trying to be all professional after he just came in at the tail end of the fight. Probably because he wanted the spotlight. All these new heroes are the same.

"TAKE A LOOK AT YOURSELF, YOU FUCKING IDIOT! JUST ACCEPT THE HELP!!" The blonde haired boy yelled causing me to look down at all the cuts into my skin from the villain's quirk.

With a sigh I except his help, but I'll be damned to let him take all my thunder after I did most the work. Rolling my eyes as I stubbornly stood beside him fending off the villains.

As I shot out more vines I looked through the corner of my eyes at him. He was so intense as he pulled the pick locates in his machinery exploding off more blasts. He was a bit intimidating to watch as he almost looked happy beating the crap out of these guys. He didn't even look like he tried very hard as each large explosion kept coming without pause. I felt drawn to him and couldn't help my gaze from looking over throughout the fight and even as we wrapped up the villains for the police. Who the hell was this guy?

As soon as the villains were defeated the mass media swarmed the blonde boy and I. I couldn't even see him anymore through the crowds. Even though my legs and arms burned in pain I smiled for the cameras and sucked it up. Nothing I couldn't fix later. As the last interview finished up I felt my whole body wobble. I was completely drained.

Leaning against a city wall down some alley I collect myself and try to gather my breathing. Feeling eyes on me I quickly straighten up thinking it's another interview but am unhappy to see the blonde haired boy. I couldn't help the scowl that grew on my face as he gave me a cocky smile.

"Well done hero" he scoffed crossing his arms.

"You know I didn't need your fucking help out there? I'm fine on my own without you or anyone else" I bark as his eyes widen from my statement. It was clear no one has ever talked to him like this. I was surprised as his cocky smile returns back to his face. That wasn't the usual reaction I got when I yelled at someone.

"Yeah, you sure as hell looked like you fucking had it" he points his finger at the cuts along my thigh. "Why don't I take you to the hospital quick so you can get patched up"

I look down at the cuts on my leg and feel my knees buckle a bit. Looking back up at him as he stepped closer. Extending his hand out I slapped it to the side.

"Don't touch me..." I say sharply as he pulls his hand back like I was some hot flame he was nervous to touch. After a short pause, his hand drops to his side as he cocks his head at me.

"What's your damn problem girl?" He said loudly causing me to shoot my head up as he continued through grit teeth, "why can't you just fucking accept my help.." 

"Cause it's not that bad. No need to stand around here with me. I can do it myself. Just run off and be a show off somewhere else" I almost growl as I wave my hand at him like some garbage.

"Pfft, whatever chick" I watched as his shoulders lowered before he turned to make his way down the alley. Truthfully, I would have really appreciated the help, but there was no way I was going to get this random guys sympathy. As I said, I'm not in the market to make friends. I just cared about my family and protecting the city I loved.