Falling

Smells like you dammit

Uraraka headed back to the cafeteria as fast as she can to finish her meal. Besides, her friends might be thinking why she took so long. Kaminari might think she "fell in". As Uraraka bursts through the doors, she spots her friends still chatting and eating their snacks. She took a deep breath and went towards them. "Hey guys! Sorry I took so long!" she apologized. The group turned their attention towards the brunette and they were just dumbfounded. The blazer looked abit sloppy on her and way too big. "Hey, what's up with that blazer?" Deku asked. "Huh? Oh this? Haha, I borrowed it from........Uhhhh........ Kirishima! Yeah, I borrowed it from Kirishima exactly!" she blurted out. Why? Because no one would believe her if she told them it was Bakugou's. The thought of THAT guy lending his blazer never crossed any of their minds. "But we just saw him pass by with his blazer on," Momo replied. Jirou gasps and points at Uraraka then says, "Are you going out with Kirishima?!" Iida stands up from his seat and spoke while doing his karate chop motion, "That's unacceptable!"

"I thought Kirishima was going out with Mina!" Asui exclaims. The group was in an uproar and Uraraka couldn't find the right words to say. She was just dumbfounded by what they think. "Guys, Kirishima is a good friend. Of course he'd willingly lend her his blazer. Think about it," Deku spoke and the group became silent. They all just nodded in agreement at the simple logic. "Thanks Deku," she says in relief then sits next to him and began to munch on her burger. Deku smiled then turned his attention to his own drink. "I know you're lying though," he thought.

The recess was over and the group threw their trash away then headed back to class.

The whole morning day was fine despite the fact that Uraraka was wearing a big blazer on but nobody decided to bother her. She happily went back to her dorm with no mishaps and quickly took a shower. "I'll get started on it quickly then!" she told herself after she put on her mini shorts. With that done, she grabs his blazer and a bunch of her other clothes then heads to the laundry room of the girls' dorm. There was nobody there and she was fine with it.
She got the clothes and stuffed them in the washing machine. "Which should I use? Roses? Lavendar?" she thought to herself. "Lavendar is fine, I hope," she muttered then added the powder in.

An hour later, she was done with the laundry and she smiled. "It's done! Finally!" she beamed and grabbed her batch of clothes then went back to her dorm. Once she arrived back, she quickly hanged the clothes so they could dry. With that done, Uraraka plopped on the bed and sighed. Though, she felt like she was forgetting something. It hits her. She didn't wash any of her blouses the whole time. "Aaaaahhh! I forgot it!" she screamed as she blushed pink.

The next day...................

"Fucking took me an hour! This is the weirdest shit I have ever yet done in my whole life!" Bakugou cursed in his mind over and over as he went on his way to school. "She better have it by now or else! Aizawa will give me a fucking beatdown for incomplete uniform!" Bakugou thought after. As he entered his classroom, he didn't see Uraraka there yet. "The hell?! She's not even here?!" he shouted in his mind. Bakugou went to his seat and was about to set his bag down when the red idiot came. "Bakugou mah man!" he happily yells and Bakugou grits his teeth in anger. It was only 2 days and he already had a rough week. "Get the hell off of me!" he yelled. "Calm down man. I was just saying goodmorning," Kirishima protested. He just tches and stares at the red idiot. Kirishima is a good friend of Uraraka so Bakugou thought of asking him about her. No choice, the bell will ring in 9 minutes.

"Hey shitty hair, did you see mochi face anywhere?" he asked. Kirishima was taken back by "mochi face" and he doesn't know who that is. "Who?" he bluntly asks. "Uraraka dammit!" he shouted and everyone turned their attention to him. Quickly, they looked away anyway since they're used to him shouting all the time. "Whoah calm down. I saw her go out of the room a few minutes ago," he replied. Went out of the room? Bakugou had a hunch on where she went and he did go there.

In the boys' restroom.....

"Where is it?! Did someone take it?!" she thought in panic as she was searching for her blouse that she left behind. The doorknob began to shake and Uraraka whipped her head around to see it slowly opening. "Who is it?! I'm screwed!" she thought as she stood up, ready to run into one of the stalls. "Mochi face?" the voice spoke. Uraraka was relieved when she saw Bakugou come in. "Bakugou-kun! Thank God it's you," she says with a sigh of relief. "Yeah no kidding," he replied.

"It's a great timing! I have your blazer right here!" she exclaims and grabs it form her bag. Bakugou grabbed it from her hands when she took it out. Bakugou gives it a sniff and stared blankly at her. "Why the hell does it smell like you?" he asked. Uraraka was confused and tilted her head to the right to indicate that she doesn't understand. "My blazer doesn't smell like me anymore!" he shouted. "What do you mean? I washed it, of course the smell would change. Weird," Uraraka replied and Bakugou twitches his eye. "The fuck is up with your smell woman?" he asks in annoyance and she just got mored confused than ever. "I don't get what you're trying to say Bakugou-kun, just say it directly," Uraraka says as she stared at him.

"Dammit, now my blouse smells weird," he muttered as he puts it on. Uraraka hears this and she was taken back by it, and got her angered a bit. "Hey! I did my best to wash that okay?! Did you expect it to be brought to the dry cleaner's or something? Sorry if it smells so weird to you then!" she pouted and Bakugou just glared at her. She backed up a bit at the glare he gave as a response and looks down. "Forget it, here," he says and Uraraka looks up. Bakugou held out her blouse from yesterday in front of her. "What?!" she exclaimed. "You were like a dumbass leaving it. Noticed it after you just left without it. Seriously, I knew you were dumb but didn't know that you were this dumb," Bakugou stated in annoyance. Uraraka happily grabs it and smiles. "Thank you Bakugou-kun!" she beamed.

"Now fucking tell me," he stated. Uraraka stared at him, waiting for him to continue. "Tell me the fuck why your smell never came off!" he shouted. "Huh?!" she exclaimed again.
"It took me a whole fucking hour to wash that single shirt and your smell never came off! I mean how does that even work?!" he asks as he stares at her. "O-oh, that. It's my natural smell, why? Sorry if it smells weird," she apologized and he was now the one confused. "Natural smell? Are you kidding me? How does that work?" he asked. "You see, when I was a child, my mom bathes me in daisies all the time. I guess the smell attached to me or something. Does it smell weird to you?" she asked. It did, ver much. Though he found the smell of daisies quite nice. He didn't know something of that sort so he did find it weird that the smell of daisies never came off from the blouse. Obvious answer, the owner's fault. "Forget it, let's go back. Aizawa will kick my butt again if I'm late to come on," he mumbled then proceeded to exit the room. Uraraka followed shortly after and then went ahead of him. As she walked in his view, Bakugou couldn't help but imagine her wearing his blazer again. I mean, small and shirt girls wearing big clothes always look cute right? Then again, Bakugou snapped himself back to reality. "What the fuck am I thinking?!" he shouts at his conscience. He looked back at her figure then he stared down at his blazer. Bakugou gives it a sniff and his face flushes the lightest shade of pink.

"I think daisies are my new favorite now," he thought as he entered the class before Aizawa beats the shit out of him.