In the hero world, you were either a pro or just an average sidekick. Surprising to most, Misaki Haruka at a very young age had already moved quickly up the ranks. This was mainly due to her powerful quirk that many feared during her younger years...
The following morning I woke up to a throbbing pain in my head. My eyes darted around my room as my mind filled with the memories of the previous night. My body cringed as the images of last night aggressively flashed in my mind.
I look down to see Bakugou's black shirt draped over me causing a crimson blush to paint my face as I hide my red face with embarrassment. I really made a fool of myself last night. Turning myself over on my face I lay there for a minute trying to push out all the spurts of memories that continued to appear in my head.
Kirishima trying to calm me down, Bakugou bringing me home, and Shoto trying to flirt... wait, Shoto!
I jump up and look around my room for my phone. He was probably worried what happened to me last night when I never returned back to the group. My stomach was in knots as I crawl along my bed searching feverishly for my phone. Reaching the end of my bed my hand pushed down on the edge causing me to roll off the side. I felt my eyes widen as my body rolled off crashing to the floor with a loud thud. The landing was a lot harder than I expected as I cried out before I rub my head in an attempt to relieve the pain.
God that was not what I needed right now. Turning my attention behind me I see that my phone was nicely placed beside my pillow in my bed. Pressing my palm into my forehead as I try my best to collect myself. I'm a fucking idiot.
I crawl back up into my bed and click the home button on my screen as the small light blinded my eyes. As they slowly became less squinted and adjusted to the light I noticed I had 4 missed texts and 6 missed called from Shoto...
My heart sank thinking about how I told him I was going to be back but never returned. He probably really hates me right now. I sigh as I quickly unlock the screen and open my messages fearing the worst.
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Did I text Shoto back last night? I don't remember doing that. Before I could continue to think about it Bakugou was in my doorway.
"what the fuck was that loud noise!? Is everything alright!?" He said with a panicked expression. Looking up at him with my messy hair while sat at the middle of my bed. The comforter and blankets were thrown on the floor around my bed after my previous attempt at finding my phone so I could imagine it was an odd scene for him to walk in on. He breathed heavily as he stood there stoically as he shook his head, it was obvious he ran up the steps as he leaned against the door frame.
"Yeah, I just fell..." I say setting the phone down at my side. At first I tried not to look him in the eyes because I could feel my face blush with embarrassment, but eventually looked up and met his crimson eyes with mine. Bakugou's expression softened as he walked over stopping only once he was in front of me. A half smile went up the side of his face as he began pushing back my bangs as he inspected my head.
"You're such a cluts Pouty" he smiled before sitting down beside me. I completely forgot I was in just his oversized T-shirt as I felt my face become even more hot.
