♡Fuck You, Too♡ || Bakugou x Reader [DISCONTINUED]

Ch. 29: The Therapy Days

• { chapter 29} •
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|T h e  T h e r a p y  D a y s |

《1st POV》

I stare at my breakfast in the canteen feeling lost and empty again. I didn't know what happened. No, of course I knew, but I couldn't believe why I just had to have another nightmare of Father.

It's strange to feel normal after a sudden trigger. I hated this so much and been slowly feeling discouraged.

"Hey, Ice Pop."

But, I can't act so down in the dumps right now. "Angry boy," I smiled and he scoffed as he walked over.

He had a plain black shirt under a denim jacket and ripped jeans to match his black converse. Oh like the fashion boy he lowkey is.

I also noticed Todoroki wasn't here, but maybe he was ordered to stand back. He set his backpack down and sat next to me. "So..how are you?" He asked, but his eyebrows were bent with uncertainty. I wonder if he knew.

"I'm fine now that you're here," I said in a teasingly manner. He only scoffs, but I noticed the streaks of blushes by his face.

"Oh, how's the weather? You're dressed differently today; it suits you."

"Well, w-wanna go outside?" He asked trying not to accept the compliment, and I nodded.

"Ahhh, it's a really cool day~" I sang breathing in the fresh air. Just then, Bakugou squatted down, his back facing me.

"Let's a take a walk, I'll carry you," he quietly said.

I blinked but climbed onto his back. He bounced me up once to fix his grip and began walking. "Ne, why are you carrying me like this?"

"Why not?" He growled with a shrug as I leaned on his back and peered over his shoulder.

"Well, anyway, how about you? How are you, Katsuki?"

"Ah..you're always on my mind..." he shrugs shyly pouting to the side, "You always make me worry..."

"I promise to be back in a week, so you don't have to," I bonked him on the head with a knuckle.

"[Y/n], are you really okay?" He croaked as his face lowered with hurt to the ground. "I heard...last night...you...."

I inhaled and let out sigh, unsure of myself either. I descended myself and wrapped my arms around his neck, resting my chin on his shoulder.

He smelled nice. Nice? No, his scent was alluring, urging something I shouldn't do as I stare at his side profile: Kiss him.

Should I do it? I really want to...Maybe just a peck, a quick one. Maybe it's one of those childish things and it wouldn't be a big deal. I should kiss him.

Bakugou's eyes shifted toward me, and I suddenly redden foolishly thinking he might've read my mind, but he just noticed I hadn't answered him. His eyebrows..no his whole face was fine as hell.

I just gulped. "Mhm, it was a nightmare," I hummed, but my heart's pounding, and I'm hoping it isn't some sudden manic episode.

"Do you...want to talk about it?"

"Not really," I shrugged almost letting out a nervous laughter. "I-It's too much for me right now."

"Mhm, I understand," he nodded, "but let me know whenever you want to. I'm here to listen to you." And I smiled flattered.