Toxic Thoughts

Chapter 16: Games

The next two days went by with no trouble. Or at least no unexpected problems. There were still the usual complaints about training and the whines about the boring lectures. Bakugou had also noticed that the stares he was getting from the class changed from curious to more pitiful. He absolutely hated it. The fact that Midoriya had been acting super guilty wasn't helping his paranoia either.

He knew that damn nerd told them something, but he didn't know what exactly and that was more frustrating than anything. Beside that everything had been going surprisingly well. Katsuki had been letting his guard down more, letting his scowl and angry persona falter when he was cooking or drawing little doodles in the sideline of his notes. He'd been allowing more people around him and stayed in the common room longer than usual.

Don't be fooled, he was still snarky and explosive, just like always, but at least he was somewhat trying to give affection a chance. To convince himself that not everyone hated him and that some people actually cared for him. Right now was Friday, the day of the sleepover that the class had been planning for about three days by now. Aizawa had arranged that Mineta was going home for the weekend, meaning he couldn't make the girls uncomfortable.

It seemed like Ashido and Hagakure had planned some games to play with the class and Bakugou was asked which kind of snack he preferred at one point, so he was pretty sure that would be there too. When school ended, he was kidnapped to Mina's room so he could do her make-up. He had to admit that he expected lower quality stuff. Her make-up was actually quite okay and everything was already chosen and bought based on her skin colour, so he wouldn't have to search for the perfect colour that long.

"Sit still damnit" Bakugou grunted as he put some mascara on.
"Sorry!" she giggled.
"Nobody has ever done my make-up before! I'm so excited to see what it looks like!"
"Just shut up and don't move" he hissed, continuing his work. It didn't take him that long to finish up and she squealed at the result.
"Oh my God! I look amazing! Thank you so much Baku!"

"Tch, of fucking course, I'm amazing as hell" he spat, rolling his eyes at the nickname. At least it was better than Kacchan...
"So are you going to do your own face too or are you going to leave it like that?" she asked.
"Excuse me princess but do I have to remind you that I'm fucking handsome without make-up? I don't need that crap to be beautiful" Katsuki stated with much sass.

He didn't know why, but when he spend too much time with Ashido, he automatically started acting like that. It was as if she infected him or something. Disgusting.
"That's right, you're a motherfucking queen!" she exclaimed, raising her hand.
"Hell yeah!" Bakugou shouted, slamming his hand down on hers, giving her the high five she was silently asking for. She laughed, still admiring herself in the mirror.

"Who knew that hanging out with you could be so much fun!" she giggled, taking out her phone and taking pictures of herself. Katsuki was suddenly grounded by those words, reality hitting him like a brick in the face. He was hanging out with her... And he was having fun while doing so... A week ago, he wouldn't have thought that was possible at all.
"Come on, we need a selfie together" she stated, puling him closer.
"No, not gonna happen" he grunted, pushing her away.

"I did your face, now give me the recipe, that was the deal"
"Ugh, fine, it was fun while it lasted" she shrugged, walking over to her messy desk and pulling out a paper from under a stack of books.
"Here it is"
He snatched it, quickly glancing over the sheet and folding it up to put it away in his backpocket. With that he walked out of the room while raccoon eyes was still studying her reflection.

If she wasn't careful, Ayoma would see her as competition. That damn sparkles is in love with his own image and nobody could convince Katsuki otherwise. When he went down to the common room later that night to start cooking, he noticed there were a ton of futons laying around and the couches had been moved so there was more space. The tables were also shoved up against the wall and it seemed like the whole floor had turned into one big sleeping area.