From the Ground Up: Kacchako

Chapter 21: Temper bender

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The game was over and a movie was playing in their small hotel room, however they had split into pairs. Kirishima and Mina were huddled together, eating popcorn and candy. Mina occasionally shot him a dirty look when he knocked her hand away to grab a mouthful of popcorn.
They were on the floor, staring up at the tv as a horror movie played on. Bakugou and Uraraka perched themselves on the bed, almost leaning against each other. A large and heavy blanket covered them, but she still shivered every now and then.

Uraraka was more than conscious of Bakugou sitting next to her, even to the point where she could feel every time his chest expanded to take a breath.
She could smell him, too. Body wash, a faint smell of smoke, and something slightly sweeter she couldn't recognise. His hair was a mess of spikes and he almost looked tired as he watched the movie. He'd been very still for the past hour, and he wasn't looking like moving anytime soon. She'd chewed it over for a bit, deciding whether she should make the first move...
Screw it. She thought, and closed the distance between them. With a slight bounce she pressed herself into his side and lifted his arm, wrapping it around her. After dangling her legs into his and nuzzling her head into the side of his chest, she felt warm and comfy. A slight bounce rocked his chest as he chuckled quietly, and tilted her head up with his free hand, his thumb and forefinger under her chin.

Her eyes were a dark chocolate brown in the dark room, large and luminous. His had gone crimson, darker than blood. She could stare at them all night.
Her hand unconsciously slipped up around his chest as he leaned down pressed a kiss to her lips.
"Damn!"
Mina screamed, startling both of them. They looked up at the same time, confused. Mina stood up and placed her hands on her hips.
"We're out of snacks"
"But-"
Kirishima began, but she stopped him.
"I'm gonna go get some more, Eijirou, you're coming with me"
He held up his arms to the tv like a sulking child.
"But the movie-"
"Now,"
She said, and pulled him up. Uraraka caught Mina winking at her before the door shut behind them.
Mina, if I live, I will kill you. And also thank you.
She thought, quietly. When she looked back to Bakugou he was staring down at her.
"What?"
She said, he smirked.
"Nothing. You're just damn cute"
She felt the heat of a blush rise on her cheeks, and smiled. He leant down again and started another kiss, burying a hand into her hair to hold her head steady. When the kiss didn't stop and instead got deeper, she felt a sudden bolt of bravery and straddled him, cupping his jaw with both her hands. His hands gripped her thighs gently, squeezing harder and harder as she began to move against his hips.
"Ochako-"
He warned between kisses, his grip tightening even more.
"Be careful,"
She stopped and pulled back enough to look in his eyes.
"Why?"
He gave her an 'Are-you-stupid' look.
"They could come back any minute"
She shook her head, her hair falling out from where it was tucked behind her ears.
"They won't be, Trust me"

Before he could say anything else she seized his lips in another kiss, their tongues dancing together along a dangerous line. His hands moved from her thighs to her back, feeling along the groove of her spine and pushing her shirt up as they went. His nimble fingers popping the clasp on her bra and then spreading over the bare skin of her shoulder blades. Her hands couldn't move quick enough over his shoulders and down the muscles of his stomach. Her hands had begun working at the knot on his pants when a knock on the door sounded.
"Kacchan! Are you in there?! We have to go downstairs!"
Deku...
Bakugou broke away from Uraraka's lips quickly enough that it surprised her. The rage she saw in his eyes was enough to kill the mood. Run, Izuku. She thought, but didn't get time to voice it.

The next day, back home.
Inko set down her coffee onto the table with a happy smile, regarding Mitsuki with fondness.
"Mitsuki, it's been too long!"
The blonde nodded.
"Indeed, I thought this would be a good chance to catch up, with the children away for the next few days"
Inko nodded, her hair bouncing. She was about to say something when her phone buzzed violently once in her pocket. Mitsuki peered over the table to see.
"Oh, is that your Izuku? Is something wrong? Oh, even better! Is it your husband that I barely see anymore..?"
Mitsuki wiggled her eyebrows, but inko blushed and shook her head.
"No, it's a notification I set up. It buzzes whenever something comes up on the news that could be related to Izuku"
Mitsuki looked impressed.
"nice! I should get that for my son. But I'd probably only get notifications on swearing outbursts and verbal harassment of children..."

Inko gasped and held her phone close to her face.
"Oh no! Somethings happened!"
Mitsuki perked up.
"What is it? Has something gone wrong?"
Inko held her phone out, and the Bakugou took it. Quickly she skimmed over the news report.
Breaking news, graduate U.A student getaway gone wrong.
Just last night a terrible accident occurred at a mountain retreat hotel a group of final year students were staying at. A room was blown to pieces by an anonymous doer, sending both students Katsuki Bakugou and Ochako Uraraka Lansing into the snow outside. Luckily, no one was hurt badly...
She didn't read the rest, she went straight to the photo. A room had been blown out, fire inside the wreckage and debris everywhere. The damage was limited to that one room, though. She growled and held the phone tighter.
Katsuki, you little brat! Stop making messes for me to clean up!
She handed the phone back and took a hasty sip of her coffee. She swore, she'd knock the sense out of him when he got back. Who blows up a hotel room?! And why?! Inko looked worried that death was at her door.
"Oh, my! What if it was Izuku? He still loses control sometimes...oh, what if-"
"This wasn't your kid,"
Mitsuki said, leaning back in her chair and regarding Inko with calm boredom.
"It was my son, Satan."