From the Ground Up: Kacchako

Chapter 10: Dirt

Uraraka didn't remember how long the bus ride was. She'd fallen asleep after about two hours, the bus had only left when all her classmates had loaded onto the vehicle.

She woke with a deep breath being sucked into her lungs and she opened her eyes, looking around tiredly. She felt a pressure on her legs and looked down. Bakugou's head was in her lap, he was holding one of her hands against his chest while her other was in his hair. His eyes were closed and his face was relaxed, soft and made handsome by sleep. She was still tired, and her back was hurting, and when she looked around almost all of the others were asleep.
Making sure that no one was awake to see her, she leant down and whispered in Bakugou's ear.
"Katsuki, I'm tired. Let's switch"
He groaned quietly and shook his head, he'd clearly been asleep. He held her hand against his chest a little tighter.
"Please? My back hurts..."
He huffed lightly, his warm breath rolling across her face.
"Hold on.."
He said, and sat up. Wordlessly he stood her up. He sat down in her seat and spread his legs across the space of both chairs. She frowned at first, but smiled sleepily when he spread his legs on the chairs and held out his arms. She laid back against him, settling between his legs, enjoying the warmth from his body seeping into her. Resting her head back against his shoulder he wrapped his arms around her, closing her into his body as he set his cheek against the top of her head. She found sleep again faster than she thought she would've.

It felt like she'd been pulled deeply inside her mind, memories playing like a blurry movie. Dreams about hands roaming her bare skin, red eyes looking intently down at her, late nights spent watching movies and throwing popcorn into each other's mouths. She could smell chocolate, and remember the taste of his mouth perfectly. There was a feeling like tightening in her chest and she opened her eyes slowly, realising that Bakugou was still holding her, his arms were tightening around her like muscle-cord ropes. He twitched against her in his sleep, murmuring something low and deep. He was dreaming.
"Don't go...sorry-"
She put her arms over his and brought one of his hands closer to her face. His hand was in a loose fist, a few fingers twitching. She kissed the back of it lightly and held it close to her as she closed her eyes again.

Bakugou dreamt of a brown haired girl walking away from him, leaving him on his knees. He'd never been on his knees for anyone like that before. Never. He held out a hand.
I'm sorry! Don't leave again! Don't go!
She turned, the skin under her eyes was read and sore. She'd been crying..
Sorry isn't good enough, katsuki.
I'm sorry...
His eyes snapped open at the feeling of something moving on top of him, and he quickly remembered Uraraka had been sleeping on him. He kept limp to make sure she didn't realise he'd woken up. She held her own arms over his and kissed one of his hands, closing her eyes again. He grinned and kissed the top of her head, snapping to attention at the sound of a camera flash.
Kirishima and Mina had been sitting behind him and Uraraka, and the damn red-head had his phone in his hand.
Y-O-U_A-S-S-H-O-L-E!
Bakugou mouthed, but Kirishima only grinned and waved his phone around, doing a little victory dance. Mina copied him and showed Bakugou her phone.
She'd taken multiple photos.

Bakugou growled and made quiet threats, trying to make sure he didn't wake Uraraka. Kirishima slipped and dropped his phone, they all watched as it landed on Uraraka's stomach with a thud. She moaned and held on tighter to Bakugou's arm, shifting her back against him. She turned onto her side, fitting in closer to his body. Her head in the middle of his chest, one arm folded neatly against his stomach, her other arm around his side and both of her legs wrapped around one of his. He blushed vibrantly, only to be filled with unbelievable anger as the two dimwits took more photos.
"You're worse than kaminari and mineta"

He said quietly, and they grinned at each other.
"New background!"
Mina whisper- yelled, Kirishima nodding excitedly and saying 'do it do it do it do it' Bakugou's lip lifted in a sneer, if only he could get up. Uraraka began to stir gently, and the idiots watched eagerly from the gap between the chairs. She shifted her head against his chest.
"Katsuki? What time is it...?"
He looked out the window, it was on the brink of night. The sky darkening to a dark shade of blue, the horizon shades of vibrant dark pinks and oranges.
"6:00-ish, I think"
"In the afternoon?"
"Yeah"
She took in a deep breath, a small noise coming from the back of her throat. If those two weren't watching them, he would've found it adorable.
"Okay, I'm gonna get up and go to the bathroom"
She said, her voice drowsy.
"O-Okay"
He said, and almost froze. He never stammered!
she sat up drowsily, one side of her hair was pushed up and messy. He smirked at the sight. She looked at him slightly confused.
"Was I- sleeping on you?"
"Yes!"
Mina said, a big smile on her pink face. A mad tint of red bloomed across Uraraka's cheeks and she got up too quick to be natural.
"I-I'll be b-back"
She stammered, and darted off to the toilet at the back of the bus.
"I'll come with you!"
Mina said, and bounced after her. After the girls were gone, Kirishima and Bakugou locked eyes. Bakugou smiled. Kirishima didn't. He had fear in his eyes. Deep fear.

A high pitched yelp sounded down the bus as Bakugou gripped the front of Kirishima's shirt and yanked him forward, smashing his face into the rough material of the bus seat.
"I'm sorry I'm-"
Kirishima began, but Bakugou cut him off.
"Shut up! Now, if you don't send me those photos in the next five seconds they're gonna be picking your guts up off the bus floor"
"I swear I'll delete- wait, you want me to send them to you?"
Bakugou yanked harder.
"That's what I said, isn't it?! Can't you hear, weird hair?!"
"I can! I'll send them, I will!"
"Good"
He let go, and sat back normally in his seat, his arms crossed. Kirishima immediately went on to his phone.