BakuDeku One-shots

A Bittersweet Coffee Kiss

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(Izuku's pov, because yes-)

9:20 am

I got absolutely no sleep last night...I was up all night studying for tests and quizzes we'll be taking soon, and didn't go to sleep until three in the morning... I just really needed some coffee. So, that was my mission! Coffee. Coffee. Coffee!

I forced myself out of bed, almost falling in the process. 'So clumsy..'

Walking out of my room and down the hall twords the elevator, I took note of someone rushing twords me. Very, very quickly. That's when I recognized my pink cheeked friend.

'Uraraka-san? What is she doing on the boys flo-'

Suddenly, she hugged me tight, nearly knocking the wind out of me. "Deku-kun! Good morning! I was coming to get you!'' She looked up at me and gasped.

'Uh-oh..what's wrong..?'

"Deku-kun! When did you go to sleep last night?! You look utterly exhausted! My goodness!" She grabbed my wrist and started dragging me.

"You need some coffee, stat!" She huffed as she pulled me into the elevator, clicking the button to take us to the ground floor. It all happened so fast, and I still wasn't fully awake, so it took me a second to process why the room seemed to move up and down.

"I was actually going to get coffee.." I hummed, running my fingers through my unruly green hair, trying to tame it just a bit.... I failed.

Uraraka nodded, and as soon as the elevator doors opened, she grabbed my wrist again and started pulling me along like a puppy on a leash. I just followed, to tired to put up a fight.

As we entered the kitchen, all I heard was yelling.

'Kacchan... Of course..'

"Shut the fuck up, shitty hair! I'll fucking kill you!" There Kacchan was, sparks igniting in one of his palms, the other firmly holding a laughing Kirishima-kun against the wall. By. His. Neck.

I wasn't gonna ask. I wasn't exactly in the mood to have an explosion blasted at my face! Who was ever in that kind of mood anyway?

Uraraka just rolled her eyes and dragged me past them. And, as we pasted, I could've sworn I saw Kacchan's cheeks flush a pink color. Although, I couldn't say for sure. I was really tired, and my mind could've been playing tricks...

'Kacchan blushing? What a funny joke.'

I was forcefully sat down at the table by Uraraka. "Sit. I'll make you some coffee." She hummed and ruffled my hair. She always made me coffee when I needed it. Even though i make my own the same way she makes it,hers still somehow always tastes waaaaay better then mine. She's magic! That explains it.

"Thank you, Ochaco... You're such a saint.."

I heard a loud scoff from behind me, so i looked over my shoulder to see Kacchan staring daggers at Ochaco. If looks could kill, Uraraka would've dropped dead, right then and there. No questions asked.