Hot-headed Love (Katsuki Bakugou x OC) *UNDERGOING EDITING*

Chapter Twenty-Two

"Nobody else will know, but at least we have this little secret about how fucking strong we are."

The internships have ended and Lena was on her way to Katsuki's house so they could walk to school together. She came a little too early, but she had some desserts she had made yesterday. After they were discharged from the hospital they all had a day left with the Internships. Endeavor didn't want Lena to do anything much after being injured, so he just told her to go home and lightly train.

Of course, she didn't listen to him. She spent the whole day trying out new recipes with foods she doesn't usually work with. The majority of foods and desserts came out amazing, but also she made too much each time. She saved some for the next week of dinners, and are gonna give some to the Bakugou's as well.

She walked through their door, not bothering to knock at this point in their family-like relationship, and waltzed into the kitchen when Mitsuki and Masaru we're preparing coffees.

"Hey, Mitsuki! I brought food!" She hollered, placing the plastic bag of containers on the island where the two were leaning on.

"Lena, what a surprise! Are you and Katsuki doing anything?"

"Nah, he actually doesn't even know Im here. Figured I'd come because I haven't seen him in a well, and I miss you guys like crazy too. Also, I have lots of leftovers that I can't get rid of on my own."

"Oh, what'd you bring?"

"Well I guess a couple of actual meals, for maybe lunches or dinners, and a couple of desserts too.' She pulled out half a cake, "I thought maybe this, us four and over a coffee?"

'Yes! Let me just make them. Why don't you call your boyfriend down?" She joked.

"Oh, fuck off." She laughed, her relationship with Mitsuki that far that they swear to each other as much as she would with her own son (although definitely not as malicious as the mother-son duo.)

Lena walked up their staircase and walked into his room, of course, at the worst possible time.

He had just gotten out of the shower (prepare for the biggest story cliché) with his towel loosely hanging around his waist. His whole body was still wet, and Lena was dazed for a moment, obviously stupidly attracted to him.

"I always forget just how good looking you are." She says casually.

"Doll Face? What the fuck?" He jumped, tightening his grip on his towel.

She checked him out, and made sure he noticed. "Just come downstairs, cutie. I brought cake."

Every once and awhile she'd challenge him with flirts. He's not one to ever flirt, but he's also not one to back down from a challenge. They always like to see who'll take it the furthest.

He cleared his throat. "Stay with me instead, why don't you?"

She turned on her heel and made her way back down, "Not while your parents are waiting. Wouldn't want them to walk in on anything."

He quickly dried up his hair and got dressed in his uniform.

'She's so fucking stupid.' He thought to himself with a little smile on his face.

'He's so fucking stupid. Thinks I'm only playing with him.' She thought. She already has too many feelings; too many emotions cluttering her head that she never wanted to involve love into the mix. But lately she's been thinking about him, and how she really feels about him.

Could it just be pure friendly rivalry? Can he just be motivation and fun to her? Or is he something more, something deeper than competition and laughs?