ethereal (k. bakugo x reader)

☁︎ ︎𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕤 ☁︎︎

  You woke up being carried in someone's arms, the person grumbling under their breath. Although your vision was still blurry, you glanced up at the person who was carrying you. A soft golden light seemed to surround them. This person had ruby red eyes, soft looking tufts of blonde hair, and an all-around gorgeous face. You blushed softly, hazy eyes staring up at the unknown person.

  "Are you an angel?" You whispered, filled to the brim with wonder. The person looked down at you.

  "Are you fucking stupid? I'm gonna drop you, Gas Ass."

  Your vision cleared and you saw a pissed off Bakugo, his face painted with disgust.

  "Oh, my bad. You looked like an angel to me for a sec. You look kinda like Satan, now that I think about it."

  Bakugo promptly dropped you on the ground, making you wince in slight pain. He started to walk away, before you called out to him.

  "That was a compliment, you know! Satan was one of the most beautiful angels in heaven, before he fell."

"I don't give two fucks. Shut the hell up." Bakugo snapped back at you, not bothering to turn back around. You frowned slightly, rubbing your hip as you got up.

"Why were you carrying me, by the way?" You inquired, running to catch up with him.

"That fucking teacher told me to carry you to the nurse's office, but apparently your dumbass doesn't need to go anymore."

"Well, now I might have to, since you dropped me!" You pouted, eyes glimmering with amusement. Bakugo glared at you, inching away from you.

"Why the fuck are you trying to walk next to me? You wanna die or something?" He barked, red eyes piercing into you. You merely smiled, placing your arms behind your head and humming.

"I don't really know why, to be honest. You just feel warm, I guess."

"Of course I feel warm, fucking idiot, that's part of my quirk!"

"I know." You giggled, grasping onto the handle of your classroom's door. "That's why I can't wait to hug you one day, so I can feel how warm you really are."

"Not gonna fucking happen-"

You opened the door to the classroom, revealing the desks that were full of students. They all turned to look at you as you and Bakugo walked in, and stood up, rushing towards you.

"L/N! Are you alright?!" Uraraka exclaimed, eyes filled with worry. "We were all super worried about you and Midoriya!"

"I'm alright, I'm alright." You laughed, scratching the back of your neck. "My hip hurts a bit, but other than that I'm fine."

"Your hip?" Kirishima asked, confused. "Didn't Bakugo catch you and carry you to the nurse's office?"

"He kinda sorta may have dropped me."

Your classmates gasped in shock, looking over at Bakugo. He clicked his tongue, glaring at all of them.

"Yeah, so what if I dropped her? You got a problem?" Bakugo shouted, explosions booming in his hands. Everyone shook in fear, going silent. You giggled at his antics, feeling your heart flutter. There was something about his harsh and brazen attitude that just made you swoon. Then again, you tended to fall for people easily.

"There was no point of bringing her back here, Bakugo, school is about to end." Aizawa sighed, wiping off the chalkboard. Bakugo scoffed and picked up his bag, slinging it over his shoulder and walking out of the room as the bell rang. You picked up your satchel from your desk, rushing out of the classroom. You wanted to catch up to Bakugo so you could talk to him more, even if he didn't want to be friends with you. You trained your gaze on the blonde haired boy, speeding up your pace so you were walking next to him.

"Hey." You said nonchalantly, grinning at Bakugo. He ignored you, eyes narrowing as he kept his eyes ahead of him. You frowned slightly, but otherwise kept your eyes trained on him. "Thanks a lot for carrying me today. Besides the part when you dropped me."

  "Don't fucking talk to me." Bakugo growled, eyes flickering to you momentarily. You smiled, ignoring him, and stretched your arms in front of you, interlocking your fingers.

  "I was thinking about something almost all day today, even when I was knocked out. You know how there's watermelons, right? Does that mean there's firemelons, earthmelons, and airmelons, too?"

  "You're a fucking idiot, of course there's not." Bakugo snapped.

  "There's gotta be! I would be extremely disappointed if there weren't elemelons! Melements? I don't know what they'd be called, but I'm sure they exist!"

  You were starting to make Bakugo question his sanity. Now he was left wondering if you were right about the melons. He furrowed his brows, thinking. You glanced at him, noticed his expression, and giggled.

  "See? Now I've got you thinking!"

  Bakugo snapped out of it, glaring at you. "I was thinking about something different, dumbass, not your fucking elemelons. Why are you even fucking stalking me?"

  "Because I happen to walk the same way, and I wanted to get to talk to you." You hummed, gaze now trained on the sky. "That cloud looks like a snail."

  Bakugo suddenly made a sharp turn in the other direction, ditching you before you could take your eyes off of the clouds. He scoffed, eyes narrowing as he continued to walk away from you.

  "Fucking weirdo."