His Drumming Heartbeat

Memories

Somewhere in Japan, a blond male enjoys seclusion.

Washing the dishes after another dinner alone in his apartment at around eight in the evening, Bakugo finds cleaning the silverware to be somewhat therapeutic within the peace and quietness that is his apartment. Eating alone, cleaning alone, sleeping alone, all of those things have become something he is relatively accustomed to having. Even though he isn't moderately alone because he has his cat, there is an eerie quietness engulfing the place—something he caught on to after being here alone for three years.

There have been times where his drunken idiot of friends would crash over after a night of drinking and would have them sleep somewhere in the living room, and all the times he would yell at them for being so loud when he was trying to sleep in his bedroom on the other side of the complex. He recalls that night well, and one of the times, he almost laughed at what the result of their idiocracy.

"I'M GONNA FIGHT 'EM OFF," Sero begins to sing at the top of his lungs.

"A SEVEN NATION ARMY CAN'T HOLD ME BACK," Kaminari practically screams.

Bakugo, fed up with both of their constant yellings, bolts out of his bedroom and sees the two boys singing along to whatever song they can think of singing. When he walks out there, Sero is relaxing in the reclining chair while Kaminari is hanging upside down on the couch, his head almost touching the carpeted ground below him. He leans against the frame of the door with his arms crossed as both of those men continue to sing altogether off cue and pitchy, possibly disturbing his neighbors.

"Can you guys shut the fuck up," Bakugo demands, "it's almost three in the morning!"

"Uh oh," Kaminari starts to giggle, "the pomeranian is becoming feisty."

"Kaminari, I swear-"

"'Kaminari, I swear.' Swear on what? My sexy ass?"

"Your ass is far from sexy," Bakugo rolls his eyes.

"Yeah, but I bet you think Midoriya's is sexy!" Kaminari is a laughing mess at this point, kicking his legs during the process. However, Bakugo is on the verge of knocking some sense into his idiotic blond friend, has a very piercing stare on Kaminari.

Sero stops giggling and begins to sober up and realizes his friend made a pretty big mistake, sure enough; however, Kaminari is still laughing. Within all of that laughing, he loses his balance and falls off the couch is such a weird way: like he did a somersault off of it, but he still managed to hurt his head, face, and knees. He's keening in agony, but Bakugo is trying hard to stop beaming like an idiot because now, there's no need to give his friend the beating of the century. After all, Kaminari injured himself for Bakugo, and his main intention was to hit him in the face deliberately.

"Karma's a bitch, you dunce," Bakugo quipped.

Bakugo showcases a small smile on his face as he finishes up the last of the dishes he's washing, still can't believe he's friends with a bunch of idiots. He sets the towel he used while cleaning the utensils onto a little towel rack he has, leading him to pick up a different cloth to dry the cutlery and put them back into the cabinets.

BAM!

"What the fuck," Bakugo blurts out. Placing the towel over his shoulders, he looks into the living room where he finds a large book on the ground in front of his bookcase. He looks over to his left and sees the culprit, his cat, Blasty, nonchalantly licking her paws, a "zero fucks given" attitude radiating off of her while he stares at her.