𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘈𝘓𝘠𝘡𝘌𝘋 •𝐛. 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢•

3. Netflix Nap

After classes ended, (Y/n) met up with Bakugou outside. He seemed pissed about something, so they decided to leave him be. They still walked alongside him, they just kept their mouth shut. After a few minutes, (Y/n) couldn't bear the awkward silence.

"What got you into a pissy mood?" They asked genuinely.

"Shitty Deku is what. He was being a crybaby like pretty much everyone else in class. Something with a famous person attempting suicide or some shit," Bakugou explained. (Y/n) hummed in response, knowing exactly what he was talking about. "The shitty teens who call themselves my friends don't get involved with it. Except for Dunce Face. He wasn't even at school. He probably stayed home crying like the soft ass he is." (Y/n) internally sighed in relief. If "Dunce Face" had been at lunch, they surely would've recognized them. Sitting at Bakugou's table was a really risky move, but now (Y/n) knew that none of them know them except for the one who was absent. So they should be safe for now.

"What would you do if you met someone famous?" (Y/n) asked.

"I'd show off to them so they can talk about me online and show everyone how I'll be the most rich and successful person in the world," Bakugou answered with a proud smirk.

"What if you hate them?"

"I'd still do it. Anything to get more fans."

"What if you didn't know they were famous?"

"What are you getting at?" Bakugou asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Just answer the question," (Y/n) said, shaking their head.

"If I didn't know they were famous then I would end up passing up an opportunity without realizing it," Bakugou replied. "Now answer my question."

"What if I told you someone famous goes to UA, and that you've interacted with them before, but didn't know it?" Bakugou was silent for some time.

"Who."

"I'm not saying."

"Tell me who."

"Why? So that you can pester them for your own selfish reasons?? Think about what you're after Bakugou. Think about how others would feel. Can you not be so selfish for once??" (Y/n) snapped. Bakugou said nothing, but continued walking. (Y/n) scoffed quietly, moving ahead of him.

"Walk behind me."

"What? Why?"

"Just do it extra," Bakugou said, speeding up slightly.

"Scared someone's gonna come up behind you or something?" (Y/n) asked, immediately regretting it when Bakugou's whole aura changed drastically, and not in a good way. "I.. I'm sorry Bakugou, I shouldn't have said that-"

"No. It was an honest question and the answer is yes. Ask why and I'll fucking murder your dumb bitch ass," Bakugou cut them off. (Y/n) stayed quiet and fell back behind him as they made their way to the bus station.

When they got to Bakugou's house, his parents weren't home. Bakugou muttered a few curses and walked in, kicking off his shoes and heading to the kitchen. (Y/n) took off their shoes and went upstairs to Bakugou's bedroom, dropping their backpack on the floor. Taking out their phone, they read through some comments and liked and replied to a few of them. Bakugou came up shortly after.

"The old hag and the old man are on a business trip for the next week, I guess they got a high paying customer in America or some shit. They're leaving me in charge of you, so don't be a bitch to me, alright?" Bakugou explained.