ALERT [ BAKUGO X OC/READER]

Torn

"How?" Crystal was punching random keys into the keyboard, wondering what this weird game was.

"Here," Kaminari leaned over, his arm just brushing over hers. Looking closer, Kaminari was kind of cute, with his odd quiff of blonde and soft features. She didn't realize she was staring until his eyes caught on hers. They just blinked for a second, then tore apart.

Game after another, she was losing. Fortnite just didn't make sense. From what she knew there was some kind of fluid they were supposed to run from, yet at the same time, they were to build some buildings and terminate other players.

"Bye!" Kaminari excused himself home after noticing the dark of the night.

Crystal had to wait for his footsteps to reach out of ear range before saying, "He's not as dumb as he seems. He's kinda cute actually. Don'tcha think?"

Bakugo didn't seem to hear her, just clicking on his computer. "Bakugo?"

He simply glared at her, then looked away.

"Are you mad at me?" Her mind was devoid of Kaminari now, "Talk to me," she sat beside him.

"Bakugo? Please?" she begged.

"You're too naive. You just had to look at him like that." He spoke, finally.

"Like what?"

"Vulnerable and innocent."

"What? I don't 'act' all 'vulnerable and innocent' Even if I did it wasn't on purpose." She tried to calm down her tone, fearing her defensiveness would make him think she had a crush on Kaminari.

"Look - Crys... He's gonna think you like him. You're gonna hurt him."

"We barely ever talk to each other. And there's someone else I like..."

He stood up, eyes wide, "Who?"

She was shocked by his curiosity but knew that it was probably her imagination. "Why do you care? It's not like your my boyfriend!"

A lump formed in her throat as the silence stretched. Bakugo was the one to break it. "F-fine then! Fuck off! Get some man!"

"Are you calling me a wh-" Crystal's head throbbed with pain, her vision unstable as she toppled backward.

"Fuck!" Bakugo rushed to catch her. She was burning up.

Her sight spun, and the next thing she knew she was on a bed. It smelled familiar, a bit like Bakugo, she felt comfort in the scent, as if he was spooning her.

"Oh god..." Her eyes were bleeding gold as they flickered between silver and golden, and that never happened before.

The cold sweat all over her shaking body made Bakugo panic, looking for something to do that could help her.

She could feel it. The same sensation from long ago, excluding that hate. That power, the overwhelming rush, and urge to work her powers, her sub-conscious poking at her for absolute control. It's happening - really happening.