BNHA - One Shots

49 - {{ Imagine }}

Imagine 04 - Bakugou Can't Swim
(Not x Reader)
Word Count: 2,267 

(A/N: OK, so similar to the last Bakugou-centric imagine if you read it, I initially rewrote this on ao3 awhile ago. For this, I'm not reposting the whole thing. In the last one, I didn't really keep much of the original in the rewrite. But, for this one, I mostly did. So, I'm just posting that bit. If you want to read the full thing, I'll plug my ao3 again lol: virtual_hug)

⚠️ CW: Somewhat non-canon typical violence on Bakugou's part. Basically, Bakugou punches/hits his friends in various ways which I describe later as causing injury. It's nothing too big, but I thought I should mention that it's there. Also Bakugou's mom(Mitsuki) is in this, in case her and her actions are an issue for anyone. 

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Bakugou didn't know why he was on a call in a stupid groupchat, he never really payed attention to, that was for some reason named, "The Bakusquad". All of the members of the group had pestered him non stop until he agreed to join the call. Now, he wished he had just thrown his phone across the room and ignored it. 

"Alright, everyone's here! Now we can plan our totally awesome, completely amazing, pool party!" Mina exclaimed moments after he connected to the call. 

"Fuck no! I'm not going to any fucking pool party!" Bakugou cursed.

"Come on Bakubro! We haven't even planned it yet, maybe you'll like it then!" Kirishima insisted. 

The second thing Bakugou didn't know was why he stayed on the call. Mina and Jirou had introduced it with additions from Momo (who'd been added into the group just recently). It was going to be a pool party at Momo's house with food, swimming, no interruptions from teachers, and completely following UA's summer vacation recommendations.

"So what do you guys think?" Mina concluded her "presentation" about the party.

"It sounds fun!" Kaminari exclaimed.

"I can't wait!" Kirishima added

"I'm not going to some extra's pool party." Bakugou was immediately met with endless protests and pleas for him to go. Why did they even care so much if he went in the first place?

First, he just outright denied going as he did for most events. Although, it did sound fun (not like he'd admit it), and Deku and his extras wouldn't be there either. But, he wasn't going to budge, so he resorted to petty excuses.

"I don't have a swimsuit."

"You can just use the school one you wore!"

"Swimming fucking sucks."

"You don't have to swim then! There's plenty of other things you can do outside of the pool, and we'll have food."

Eventually, Bakugou took his only initial advice and hung up by saying, "I'm not going" before leaving his phone at the opposite side of his bed. He didn't miss his screen constantly lighting up with texts from his friends throughout the night before he finally fell asleep that night.

"Hey hag, I'm going to a party." He simply told his mom the next morning. 

Of course, he didn't forget the times that were set nor did he forget to shove the school swimsuit into a bag even though he wasn't planning to wear it. Bakugou knew his friends, specifically Kirishima, and knew that right about now the redhead was going to show up at his house to convince him to go.

"What do you mean a–" Mitsuki didn't get to finish as the doorbell rang, just like Bakugou knew it would.

He answered the door somewhat slowly as to not seem like he expected iy and there stood none other than Kirishima Eijirou.