Why Do I Love You? (Bakugou x Reader)

Ch. 8 - USJ

Bakugou's POV

I feel the motion of the bus come to a stop as I slowly regain consciousness. I blink harshly at the damn light coming through the vehicles' windows.

Looking around, I see Shitty hair staring at me with the dumbest fucking smile I've ever seen. What the hell is he looking at? I follow his gaze to my left arm where I see (y/n)'s head resting against my shoulder.

Oh... Oh. OH. What the fuck? When did she fall asleep? How long have we been sitting like this? How many people have seen? By the looks of it, only Shitty hair has caught on. I give him a rough grunt, signaling him to mind his own fucking business. I look back down at (y/n), who looks completely passed out.

She definitely isn't a pretty sleeper... her mouth is wide open and drool is escaping the corner of her mouth.

Yeah... she's definitely not a pretty sleeper. But the way she looks... it's almost... adorable?

There's a few loose strands of hair that escaped her ponytail. They dance around the frame of her face, so I tuck them behind her ear with my right hand since she's leaning against my left.

That's when her eyes shoot open, blinking once and looking up at me. Fuck. My hand is still holding onto the hair that I tucked behind her ear. I know how this is going to look.

Without a second thought, I push her head away from me and scoot over to the edge of my seat.

"Get the fuck off me, dumbass." I growl at her, pretending to wipe my hand on my shirt in a disgusted look.

I'm not actually disgusted by her or her uncontrollable drooling, I just don't want her to think I was looking at her while she was sleeping. She blinks once more before wiping her face with the back of her hand.

"Sorry..." she says quietly.

I see a light pink haze her cheeks... she's embarrassed. It's... cu- *ahem* no it's not. Fucking weirdo. She's a fucking weirdo.

Y/N's POV

Oh my god... I fell asleep on him? He rolls his eyes and looks over at Kirishima, threatening him to stop smiling. Oh no, this is so embarrassing. Plus, I was drooling... great.

I tuck my knees to my chest and hide my face behind my hands. From the heat being produced, I'd say I'm bright fucking red.

Suddenly, Mr. Aizawa stands up facing us. He tells us to exit the bus in an orderly line and make our way into the rescue facility. We all stand up in anticipation and follow the instructions that were given to us. As I entered the dome-like building, a cold air hit my face.

Holy shit... this is where we'll be training today?

The entire building was covered in different types of rescue scenarios. It covered every possibility; a shipwreck zone to a burning building structure. The air smelt of smoke and sea salt, a combination of every rescue terrain.

Though all the different zones were created beautifully, my attention was directed to the landslide scape. By the looks of it, the sun that came from the overhead windows was most prominent in that specific area. On top of that, all the rocks and mud made it look safe to use the extent of my power. Even though we're supposed to be saving someone, I can't help but feel excited to use my light charge on the huge, rocky mess in the landslide zone.

My heart flutters in excitement and my feet travel in a little 'pitter patter' against the facility's stone floor.

As the rest of the students enter the dome, we all notice a second party standing next to Aizawa sensei. They looked short and bulky, white padded gear covered their body and black glass shielded their head. It wasn't until the figure spoke that I realized she was a woman. Her voice was distorted, like a robot's, but it was clear by her high pitch that she was a girl.