Untouchable - A 1215 Fanfiction - Bakugo Katsuki X OC

Episode 10

When I opened my eyes the next morning, the boxes from last nights unpacking session with Bakugo were still messily shoved into the corner, and I grumbled to myself as I wondered when I would break them all down and take them out to the recycling.

I guess I'll postpone any homework I have and just get it done today after school.

I got dressed in my uniform and quickly made my way out and to class, the others were already out and about and they waved to me with smiles.

"Hey Mitsuha!" Uraraka grinned as she skipped over to me, "Aizawa told us why you moved in last night. If Bakugo gets too much, all of us are willing to volunteer to take you out!"

I blinked in confusion, realizing that Bakugo must not have told anyone about what happened last night. I couldn't think of a reason why he would, and if he did tell anyone he would have also reminded them not to say anything.

"Sure thing. Thanks alot, Uraraka-san."

She smiled, and walked with me half way to the school until we had to separate to go to our different classes. I didn't go to watch class 1-B for their morning training today, which I usually did. Class 1-B is mornings on Tuesday's and Thursdays and class 1-A is mornings on Mondays and Wednesdays. Sometimes they did some exercises on Friday in the afternoon, but their other written classes were just as important as field classes were.

When lunch time rolled around and the bell wrung, I looked up from my gross doodles to the clock. Somehow the time was passing rather quickly today.

Last night seemed kind of like a dream now.

"MITSUHA!"

I yelped, jumping in my seat as I turned my head to the door, where a few other students stood frozen in utter fear in the presence of the Bakugo Katsuki in all his glorified rage. He spotted me almost immediately, and stomped over to me.

"H-hi?" I stuttered out, to which he frowned.

"Come on already, we're going to eat lunch together."

"Huh? What do you mean? I usually eat-"

"You're eating lunch with me whether you like it or not! Lets go!"

I quickly grabbed my bag as he took my wrist and led me out of the classroom, though he stopped for a second at the door,

"AND STOP FUCKING STARING AT ME!" He yelled to my classmates, some whimpering in response.

I grunted as Bakugo continued down the hall way, his ears were red and I smiled wearily at the thought of him being embarrassed. I almost tripped trying to keep up with him though, but once we were closer to the cafeteria, he slowed down.

"Did you bring lunch?" He asked.

I pursed my lips, shaking my head lightly, he sighed and led me over to get some food.

Once my tray was full, and then filled a little more because Bakugo insisted I needed to eat more, he dragged me back to a table where Kirishima and Mina sat.

"Mitsuha! Good to have you!"

"Thank you." I nodded hastily, sitting down beside the girl as she patted a spot, Bakugo sliding in beside Kirishima.

"Have you unpacked yet? Everything was kind of rushed for you, huh?" She asked, her mouth full of food.

"Jesus, lady, chew and swallow before you speak." Bakugo scolded, annoyed.

"Sorry, mom." Mina rolled her eyes.

"Yeah well you know what your 'mom' is about to beat your ass for indecency!"

I snorted, giggling lightly at Bakugo's come back, and the three all silenced as they stared at me. I paused, the suspended silence was kind of horrible, and I looked at Bakugo for a little help.

Mina broke the silence instead, "You haven't smiled in a long time, Mitsuha."

My eyes widened and tears welled, and I turned back to my food and quickly blinked them away, shoving some food in my own mouth.

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Struggling at my shoe locker to do my code properly, I cursed as I failed once again. I knew the code, and I swear I'd done it right five times in a row, but for some reason it didn't want to open.

"God, whats taking so long? Did you seriously forget your code?"

"Eh?" I turned, Bakugo stood a few feet away staring boredly at me, "What are you doing here?"

He sighed, "Waiting for you, dumbass. I am your body guard now, aren't I?"

"Y-yeah but, you only have to be there if I want to leave the campus."

He ignored what I said, stepping in front of me and taking my lock in his hands, "What's your code?" He asked, to which I hesitantly responded with.

Opening the door, he stepped aside to let me switch my shoes. Though when I pulled out my shoes, there was a letter tucked in the back. Tilting my head, I reached in and pulled it out.

"What the hell is that? You get love letters?"

"No." I replied quickly, there was no name on the envelope, "I've never gotten a locker letter before."

"Well open it already."

I sighed and ripped it open, pulling out a piece of folded paper and opening it to read it. It was full of fancy hand writting and hearts and smiley faces, signed by all the girls in class 1-A, and most of the boys.

~Mitsuha-chan!
We know things have been hard and stressful for you, but if you need us, you can talk to any of us! We'll be there to listen and give advice if we can! We hope to see you smiling again soon, we want to continue to learn from you about quirks!

"Jeez, did everyone hear me crying or something yesterday?" I asked as I stared at the letter.

"No. And even for those who noticed, no one said anything." He confirmed, watching my tears stain the paper, "They could see you were upset and alone and they've always been worried. They decided to step up and actually do something after Aizawa told them about your kidnappings." He exclaimed, sighing, "They all want to be friends with you, even if you don't want to be friends with them. A bunch of extroverted lunatics."

I sniffed, staring hard at the name I didn't expect to see on the paper. 'Todoroki' was written in perfect hand writting, with a little added note saying 'lets talk soon'.

I wiped my eyes, and Bakugo asked if I was ready. With a deep breath and a nod, I walked side by side with him out of the school and towards the dorms in a peaceful silence.

"They want me to help make dinner tonight, Katsudon. It was Yaoyorozu's idea, and since they all suck at cooking they begged me for help."

I sweat dropped as he spoke, over confidently as usual, "Do you like Katsudon?" He suddenly asked, his voice gentle.

"Yeah." I grinned, "It's one of my favourites!"

"Good." He grumbled, and as he blushed he quickly added, "Cause you better fucking enjoy it!"

I snorted, "I will, I will."