Dynamic Detonators [k. bakugo x reader]

06.

You moved your arms around in weird shapes and positions as you vibed out to the music in your earbuds, rolling up to the school like usual. Only three days in and it had officially reached that time of year where you had grown bored of school.

You grabbed your board, eyes widening at the huge crowd of press flocking at the front entrance. "Aw fuck," you mumbled. You really had no choice but to try to squeeze past them all. Multiple reporters tried speaking to you and it was beginning to grow more and more difficult to push past them all as they bombarded you with questions.

"Please, I just want to go to class," you mumbled, ignoring all of their questions. Funnily enough, your emotions began contradicting yours before you had arrived as you just wanted to get into school already.

"Out of my way you shitty extras!"

Your ears perked up at the familiar insult, glancing up to see Bakugo forcefully shoving his way through the reporters. His eyes caught yours, noticing you were stuck between multiple reports. "Tch," he scoffed before reaching out and dragging you by the wrist with him.

As soon as you'd passed through the gate you let out a sigh of relief, "Thanks man, I really owe you one," you chuckled awkwardly.

Neither of you shared another word as you silently walked to class beside one another. Much to Bakugo's dismay, that silence didn't last long as you both entered the classroom and took your seats. "Sooooo Bakugo?" You drug out the words with a grin.

"What?" He grumbled out.

"How'd ya sleep?"

"Eh?! What's it to you?!"

"Jeez, clam down princess I was just asking."

"The hell? Why?"

"Because that's what friends do!" You grinned, emphasizing the word 'friends' to get on his nerves, and sure enough of had worked. He gritted his teeth and sharply turned his head away from you, "You wish, fart face."

"Aw, you hear that you guys? He gave me a nickname," you chuckled leaning back to your three best guy friends.

The red head diagonal from you chuckled, "Welcome to the club, I'm shitty hair."

"I'm just dunce face," Kami sighed.

"At least he doesn't call you soy sauce face," Sero laughed, "Pretty sure Mina is raccoon eyes."

"Yeah but guys, he literally calls me fart face, you can't tell me that isn't an elementary tier insult," you giggled.

"Shut up already woman!" He hollered from his seat only making you laugh more.

"Honestly, I'm genuinely in awe at how he hasn't tried to kill you yet," The electrical boy said.

"Oh he has trust me, one time he tried to blow my face up while I was on my skateboard. I'm just too much of a bad bitch to die."

"Jesus Christ man," Kirishima chuckled glancing at the blonde who growled in response.

As Aizawa entered the classroom, the room fell quiet as he discusses a few different students result from the trials yesterday. "Today we'll also be choosing class representatives."