ALERT [ BAKUGO X OC/READER]

Weird

Crystal and Bakugo were studying silently on the floor, taking notes atop her coffee table. Though she still didn't understand why he suddenly had a change of heart and was acting weird. She was considering that he was just jealous and wanted Kyosuke away from her, but she figured she was just getting her hopes up.

She didn't need this - especially when the exams were so soon - and convinced herself not to do anything stupid, that she just had to tow through until the exams finished.

Other than asking each other questions about the topics they were going to be tested on, they didn't speak.

After reviewing the whole year of Japanese literature and English, she was beginning to get sleepy, her eyelids heavy. Food. Emergencies call for food.

"I'll be cooking some late dinner," she whispered huskily, as she approached the door.

Bakugo forced himself up, looking at her expectantly. "Find me something."

"Sure.."

She walked into the kitchen, letting her body steer itself and ignoring that she stubbed her pinky toe on

Looking inside the fridge, she saw a pack of fries. At that moment she was craving something fast, hence she decided to just dunk some minced meat into a pan with all the seasonings, fry some fries and top it off with some jalapenos and cheese. All within fifteen minutes.

Bakugo sat the table in front of her, his mouth watering at the sight of the delicious combination. "Gimme," he grabbed the plate, salivating even more as its strong smell wafted into his nose.

He grabbed the longest, most-covered-in-cheese-and-everything-else-fry, and tilted his head up to consume it.

A moan left him. "Fucking good..."

Crystal smiled proudly as she sat across him and took her own piece. "Tell me 'bout this Miyamura idiot."

"Kyo?" She swallowed another fry. "Why?"

He shrugged. "There's something about him that I don't like."

"You mean, how he kissed you?" She choked as she laughed.

"How he touches you. It's fucking annoying." Bakugo grunted.

She laughed and tilted her head onto her hand, "are you jelly?"

He stopped eating. "What do you think?"

Crystal's eyes widened at his forwardness. She knew not to do anything too forward but she couldn't help it. "What," she leaned forward, "do you think I think?"

He leaned forward close enough for her to see deep into his eyes. "You tell me."

She sighed silently disappointed. "Let's get back to work."