The end of the hour was drawing near when Bakugou snuck out from his hiding place. His thoughts fresh with the words exchanged between Todoroki and Deku.
Out of all the emotions swirling around in his mind, frustration seemed the most imminent. What with Todoroki's revelations and Deku's response, it was no wonder why he felt so conflicted. He was annoyed at being ignored and yet unsettled for what lie ahead of him. What exactly could their bout mean for him...and should he be worried?
He was walking towards another tunnel when he stumbled across a different scene. Now his confusion was even more jumbled.
In front of him was his friend, Kirishima, sitting on the grass with his back leaned against the wall and a soft expression on his face. But that wasn't what had thrown him for a loop. No, it was that you were cuddled onto his lap snoozing away while the red head absentmindedly played with your hair. Not only that but you were wearing a short skirt and a matching crop top.
He blinked several times, thinking the image would fix itself if he did. Was today a dream? Was he going to wake up and realize that it was all a nightmare?
"What the hell are you two doing?" Bakugou barked, announcing his arrival. He cocked his head at Kirishima who looked alarmed by his sudden appearance.
"Oh, hey," the red head replied in a hushed tone. "You might wanna keep it down. (y/n) isn't feeling too well; she's taking a nap."
His answer took him aback for a split second. You weren't feeling well? Bakugou's initial coldness wavered briefly before switching back to why in the hell you and Kirishima were so snuggly.
"Break's almost over and this dumbass is taking a nap?" He scoffed and kneeled by your side. Your form looked small the way you cocooned yourself close to the red head. You were so peaceful he almost didn't want to wake you up, but something about how Kirishima hung over you protectively didn't sit well with him.
His agitation was furthered more when his friend gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze and whispered in your ear. "(y/n)? Hey, we've gotta get going..." You murmured in response. With a light sigh, you nodded and nestled deeper into Kirishima's tender hold.
Bakugou felt the urge to knock his hand away as he witnessed this. Instead, however, he pulled you upright by your arm jolting you awake.
"Mmm!" You grunted, pushing at the object that had grabbed you. But Bakugou was resistant.
He slapped at your cheeks softly enough so as not hurt you, but hard enough were it would irritate you. And irritate you it did.
Through strained eyes you punched the object, successfully managing to shove it off of you. You then crawled backwards and bumped into a pair of arms. You weren't too keen on being touched, however you could tell there was no malice in these hands. They held you, but in a comforting way.
Your awareness flurried into focus as you finally took in what the hell was going on. You had come outside with Kirishima and he let you take a nap on him while you two waited for the break to end. But now Katsuki was beside you rubbing his nose and grumbling curse words at you. How did he get out here?
"Katsu...?" You questioned drowsily. The hands on you must belong to Ejirou then. Sure enough, you turned around and were met with his softened gaze.
His smile was almost brighter than the sun shining down on you three. "Welcome back to the land of the living," He chuckled. "How you feeling?"
"...much better," You responded through a yawn.
"I bet. You weren't the one punched in the goddamn nose!" Katsuki growled, massaging the injury.
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Text Back (Katsuki Bakugou x Reader)
FanfictionYou were living the best years of your life. Or so they told you. In reality, high school wasn't really a musical, but what made it better was the end goal. You attended UA, and like most hero schools, the classes were rigorous. However, you never...