♡Fuck You, Too♡ || Bakugou x Reader [DISCONTINUED]

Ch. 4: By Your Side

• {Chapter 4} •
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○ B y  Y o u r  S i d e ○

《1st POV》

"Konnichiwa, [Y/n]-chan!" Uraraka suddenly called cheerfully as I had entered the classroom.

I remove an earbud respectfully and bowed quickly. "Mhm, konnichiwa U-Uraraka...Izuku." Moving to my seat, I kept an eye out for Bakugou, prepared for anything since yesterday's happening. 

The moment I took my seat, Bakugou had walked in with his usual bothersome expression, a backpack strap over one shoulder with his hands in his pockets. He walks down my aisle stubbornly not breaking his glare.

Raising an eyebrow, I shift my bored eyes toward the board. Having some guts to touch my shit, Bakugou yanks my earbuds off just before leaning down on me like a Karen getting upset at a manager. 

"Ne, Icy Bitch, how are you? Hope I didn't burn you yesterday," He snarled sarcastically.

Icy Bitch? Still using that lame nickname from the 6th grade? Pathetic! Rolling my eyes, I just put my earbuds away and continued staring ahead.

"Oi, oi, oi! Ignoring me?!" He barked.

"Just shut the fuck up, Bakugou," I groaned tiredly. 

"Or what, Icy?!" He challenged, nearing me even deadlier. 

Hastily, the seat next to me shifted, and I rise from my seat too, placing a hand on Todoroki's chest to stop him. Aware of my command, he just sends a glare at Bakugou before settling back down, and I did too.

I turn to Bakugou then, not knowing what to say except glower upon each other. "Bakugou," Aizawa's weary voice called. "Take your seat now."

Growling to himself, Bakugou walks past me. Hearing the desk move right behind me, I freeze. He's been behind me this whole time?!

"Now, today's class will be lecture," the teacher announces before earning a few groans from the class. "We will go over some tactics a hero must accomplish..."

As I zoned out Aizawa's voice, something hallow flicked against my head before it dropped onto my desk. I knit my eyebrows to see a crumpled paper...definitely from Bakugou.

Huffing with exasperation, I uncrumpled it and read the messy lettering: "Your a dumbass" 

Taking out a red pen, I crossed out the 'Your' and revised it to 'You're'. Then wrote "I'm sure you're the dumbass here :)" I carefully rolled it up before tossing it behind me so effortlessly as Aizawa's back was facing the class.

I heard a small bang from Bakugou's desk, and I smirk with self-satisfaction as Aizawa sighed and turned around. "Is something the matter, Bakugou?"

"Tch, no....e-except the fact that Ice Cube's head here is too big for me to see the board!" Bakugou cried, earning some snickers around the classroom.

"Ehh?!" I flinch, whipping my body toward him highly offended.

"But it's all good now, she moved," he smugly grinned, leaning on an elbow. Oh how I wanted to slap that smirk off his face!

•●•● Later That Day ●•●•

Walking home by myself today, I encountered voices quarreling around the corner, which was the playground that stood there since I was a kid.