Go Beyond (Bakugo x OC)

Passing Thought

KIRISHIMA'S POV
At lunch I sat at the usual table Kaminari and Bakugo sit at with me. I was the first one there, so I waited for them. I don't know about asking Bakugo, but maybe Kaminari will get here first and I can ask for his advice about Haze. I didn't mean to insult her. I just sounded like such a sleaze.

"Dude, are you okay?" Kaminari asks as he and Bakugo sit down with their trays. "You don't look so good." Crap, maybe I can still get the advice and not make Bakugo want to kill me. He probably will try to convince me to stay away from her. Partly because he probably likes her and doesn't want me getting in the way and partly because he doesn't trust her anymore.

I sigh. "I think I screwed up things with a girl." I just have to be a bit vague and hold back on the details.

Bakugo laughs. "Of course you would, weird hair."

"Hey, come on, I'm sure it wasn't that bad." Kaminari defends.

"It definitely was. We were on good terms, I think, and then I said something stupid and she got offended. Now I don't know how to make it right." I wrap my hands around the back of my neck and lean against my elbows on the table.

"Chicks always get offended, it's in their nature." Kaminari says matter of factly, waving his fork around like he's giving a speech.

"And that's why you'll never get a girlfriend." Bakugo points out.

He scoffs. "Oh yeah? And what's your excuse?"

Bakugo gives him a side eye that could mean imminent death for Kaminari, but he shakes his head and goes back to eating.

"Anyway," Kaminari turns his attention back on me. "there's plenty of girls here. Just because you messed it up with one, doesn't mean there's not plenty of potential hotties all around you." He says, his eyes wandering around the cafeteria.

I roll my eyes. "She's definitely not like everyone else."

Bakugo's eyes lift up to look at me. They narrow and I can't help but shift uncomfortably.

"You never mentioned you were talking to anyone. Do we know her?" He asks.

"Um, well yeah, I suppo-," I stop when I see a familiar jacket float by behind him. I look at the person wearing it and it's her.

BAKUGO'S POV
He stops mid sentence as something catches his eye behind me. If he wasn't being so vague, I probably wouldn't care. I have my own issues to worry about. The past few days haven't been the easiest to deal with. Sure, I won the festival, but IcyHot let up so it didn't count. And there's what he said about Haze. Why would he lie? Just so he doesn't have to admit the truth? Sounds like something I would do. But I can't shake this feeling that maybe I was wrong. I couldn't stop thinking about how she kissed me. I mean if she was being sincere then I'm an idiot and I probably ruined everything, but I'm right.

Whatever caught his attention has got him smiling like a complete dork.

"What the hell are you staring at?" I ask.

I start to turn around when he finally speaks. "It's nothing!" He says frantically as he grabs his bag. "I'll catch you guys later." He gets and quickly walks away, practically skipping.

"What's his deal?" I ask Kaminari.

He shrugs and pulls Kirishima's tray towards him. "Don't know, but free food!" He smiles as he piles excess food onto his tray. I roll my eyes and turn towards the direction he went, searching for his ridiculously bright hair.

I see the top of it moving through the crowd of students. Where is this idiot going?

He stops as the crowd concealing him parts revealing the back profile of a dark haired girl wearing his jacket. He's still smiling, so whatever was going on must be remedied. She turns to the side as they start to walk away. You got to be fucking kidding me.

I get up, slamming my hands down on the table. I start to stomp towards them.

Did that little shit thinks her performance in the waiting room was anything more than to make me jealous? Is she still seriously trying to make me jealous by flaunting around in another guy's clothes? The festival is over, why is she still trying to get under my skin?

They leave the cafeteria and I follow. I can just imagine what they're planning. They'll sneak into a closet, knowing I'll kick the damn door in and they'll be half naked. As I round the corner, I hear a door close near the end of the hall.

I knew it.

I make my way through the hall, kicking open doors only to find empty rooms. I can already see smirk on her face when she sees me. She won't be when I blast Kirishima through the wall.

I enter yet another empty room and I yell in frustration, flipping the desk closest to the door. Where the hell are they? It feels like the more I have to search, the angrier I get. I make my way to the end of the hallway. They must have practically ran into this room when they knew I was after them.

My fingers are digging into my palms and I can feel the vein in my forehead pushing up against my skin. They are so going to regret this. I approach the door, ready to kick it down, when I hear a muffled noise. It doesn't sound like the frantic sound of two teenagers together. It actually sounds pretty familiar. Maybe it isn't them, but I won't be satisfied until I check.

I crack my fingers as I open the door as quietly as possible. I give myself enough space to peek through and the sound becomes clearer. It's crying. Haze is sitting on a desk, looking at her lap with tears falling as she sobs. Kirishima is holding her hands as he sits in a chair in front of her. His quirk is activated on his hands. She must be heating up, but why? Did he do something? No, she wouldn't let him touch her if that was the case.

"It might just take time, but you'll get through it." He says kindly.

She shakes her head. "I thought I could handle this. I mean I've been upset so many times since I got out, I thought I would get better."

"Hey, you have." He smiles. "I'm holding you right now and with my quirk, I can withstand the heat."

She quickly lets go and walks to the other side of the room. "I didn't even realize I was doing that." She runs her hands through her hair and grabs it. "I'm so sorry."

He approaches her. "No, this is a good thing." He starts. "You're getting better. If we were back to the day we met, I'd be hollering that my ass was on fire."

She laughs in between sobs and he grabs her hands gently. "I never thanked you for that day, did I? You didn't even know me and you stepped in to help me."

"I just did what others would've done." He shrugs.

"But with everyone in that room, you were the only one." She's right. I didn't even move. I didn't know her, I thought she was a damn villain, but so did he. And he didn't even hesitate.

She pulls him into a hug and buries her face into his shoulder, trying to stifle her cries. He hesitates to hug her back, unsure of what to do when his hands land on her head and around her back. I can't help but feel this pain in my chest.

"If you want, I'm sure Aizawa would let you take the day off. It might not be easy to go back to class." He suggests. Why would she have a hard time in class?

She shakes her head and lets go to wipe her eyes. "I have to do what I told myself this morning. I can't sacrifice my opportunity at normalcy for some guy." Some guy? Is she talking about me? Could I have really been so blinded by my urge to win?

"Great! Let's go back to the cafeteria then. I'm sure Kaminari scarfed down my food, so hopefully we can get more." He smiles gesturing to the door.

Shit. I quickly move around the corner and press my body up against the wall hoping they won't see me. They don't see me as they leave the classroom. I watch as they walk away. She's letting him place his arm around her shoulders. My knuckles are white as my fists tighten. I'm no longer special. She never let anyone touch her but me. And now, I'm nothing more than a passing thought.