Inmate

𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝

I had no idea what questions to ask him. I sat for a moment and stared at my notebook as I came up with a question.

"In the cafeteria.. Was the fight just for fun, or had someone caused you to get angry?" I gave him eye contact as I asked my question.

"Someone made me angry." He grunted and returned the gaze.

I wrote in my notebook as I asked another question.

"How did this person make you angry?" I looked up at him after I finished writing to see he was still staring at me.

"They were talking about you." He said lowly before looking away from me. My lips parted and I gasped a little.

"O-Oh." I took a second before continuing.

"What did they say and why did it make you so angry?"

"I don't wanna answer that." He closed his eyes and got as comfortable as he could, trying to go to sleep.
I sighed and wrote in my notebook.

"It would help me do my job if you told me. If it's about me, it shouldn't matter to you." My voice was firm as I spoke to him.

There was a long, awkward pause before he said something.

"Two dipshits behind me.. they were gossiping like damn schoolgirls. They said you had sex with them"

My face turned red and I looked down.

"I.. have not done such a thing.." I wrote quickly in my notebook. Why would people say I've done explicit things like that?

"That's why I beat the shit out of them. Because I know you didn't do it."

"Thank you.." I mumbled and finished writing.

My face was still burning red. I changed the topic to get my mind off of the fact that Bakugou... cared.

Why else would he have beaten them up? If he didn't care he would've just left them be.

"Oh I brought candy.. Would you like one?" I pulled some candy out of my bag and showed it to him.

He smiled and chuckled a bit.

"Give me the peppermint." He reached over, holding his right arm out to take the candy.

I unwrapped the peppermint and placed it in his hand.

"Looks like you." He chuckled before slipping it in his mouth, staring at me as he did so.  I hiccuped, shoving a candy in my mouth to distract me.

"Don't think too much of it, candy cane." He crunched down on the peppermint, breaking it apart in his mouth.

I let out a breath, about to ask another question before my phone buzzed. I pulled my cell out of my pocket, checking the notification.

A text from.. him.

I stared at the message and gulped before looking back up at the blonde, giving a nervous smile.

"A-Anyways!" I began. He gave me a curious look as he knitted his brows.

"How.. often do you feel angry? And how do you manage to control your temper?"

"I'm always angry. I used to beat things up to control it, but I have nothing to beat up now. I punch the walls instead."

I though for a moment before looking at his hand that was cuffed to the bed.

"Have you ever tried to draw how you felt?"

"You think these shits give me stuff to draw with? Pfft. Please." He chuckled and looked up at the ceiling.

"Besides. Drawing is for babies." He kept his eyes on the ceiling.

I sighed and stood up, placing my things on the chair I was sitting on.

"Wait here."

"Not like I can go anywhere, Halfie." Bakugou snorted.

Mentally beating myself up for that stupid remark, I walked to the door, opening it to face the guard from earlier. Figured he would be there anyways.

"Excuse me sir, but would you be kind enough to un-cuff the inmate? It's a little hard to do what I need to do while he's lying down."

He glared at me.

"Again, I could just tell my father that.. you're not letting me do my job.." I faked a sniffle and rubbed my eyes. The cute act always works.

I heard him choke on what he was going to say, quickly going inside and un-cuffing Bakugou.

"Thank you, sir." I smiled and closed the door as he left.

Bakugou looked at me, shocked.

"How the.. the fuck?" He knitted his brows once again, sitting up and rubbing his wrists. I took my seat.

"You can't draw while your lying down, can you?"

"I can do anything, you little shit." He scowled.

"Mm.. I don't doubt it." I sighed, not wanting to argue with a guy that had such a large ego.

"You know I could kill you right now if I wanted. Aren't you scared?" Bakugou chuckled and grabbed my wrist.

"No. I'm not scared. Because I know you won't hurt me."