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Izuku Midoriya was happy with his life for the most part. He had a great mom and mostly great friends. (Ahem-- Bakugou) There were always little things that set him off, but he was okay.
One thing about his life that was different wa...
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//Bakugo Katsuki POV\\ Wednesday, 3:35 p.m
We walk up the stairs with a comfortable silence as I become more used to having his hand intertwined with mine. We arrive at the door and as I get ready to shove it open, Ei speaks up.
"H-hey.. Uhm. Katsuki.." He speaks softly as I snap my head towards him, the lack of nickname gaining my full attention.
"Are you.. Are you okay? You seem.. Well.. Distracted? No, worried. Do you want to talk? I care a lot about you, and.. Well, I'm here for you." Ei speaks with a soft smile and holds both of my hands, his actions making me blush harder than I should. The hell?
"Yeah, I mean- Fuck. Yes, I'm okay. It's nothing worth talking about, honestly. You don't have to worry, Eijiro." I sigh heavily with a smile. Nothing's wrong, but Eijiro caring about me like this makes me feel.. I don't know. Loved?
"Okay, okay. I won't pry. But, I love you, alright?" Ei states again and I nod.
"Can we go in now?" I grumble as Ei gives a laugh and a nod. I roughly shove the door open and shove my other hand in my pocket. Almost everybody is scattered in the common room beside a few people like Deku, Mina, and Jirou. I look up and notice That Uraraka is running towards me with Iida doing his stupid hand motions telling her to "StoP RuNninG."
"Bakugo!!" Uraraka yells as she stops in front of my face, Ei looking at us before backing away and leaving to talk to Denki.
"What the hell do you want from me, Pink Cheeks?" I stare down at her, who seems to be pouting like an idiot.
"What did you do to Deku, Hm?!" She puts her hands at her hips and I swear if she doesn't get to the point I will blow her face off.
"The fuck?"
"Well? Did you murder him?? I mean, you seem like you would know since you told us he was sick, but... What kind of sick? What did he have?" She started off joking and progressively sounded like she was interrogating me. I was about to respond to get her to leave me alone when I realized that Deku isn't actually sick. What the hell am I supposed to tell her? Fuck.
"He..Uh," I started, only to just give in. He is her shitty friend, so it shouldn't matter if she knows. "He wasn't actually sick. Since you are his stupid friend, I'll tell you that he just seemed upset the other day and I had to wake him up this morning which is unlike the nerd. He also had fucking blood on his sleeve so I already told Aizawa. You better keep your mouth shut to the other extras, though. The nerd probably wants to be alone. Now, leave me the fuck alone." I stated to her blandly as I almost walked away only to see her expression change. She looked paler and seemed to be shocked as she muttered something like, "Blood..?"
"Did something happen? Why the fuck do you look so scared?"
"O-oh! Uh, nothing. I'll.. I'll l-leave you alone now!" She giggled awkwardly as she ran off towards the elevator. I squinted at her receding figure and shrugged before walking over to Ei.
//Uraraka POV\\
I knock lightly on Deku's dorm, anxieties pooling in my stomach as I worry about what could've happened. I should've checked up on him earlier.
