𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝗼𝘂𝘁 | bakugo

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    "Ow, what the hell!" you said as you jolted awake. You looked at your arm and saw a small burn mark.

     "Why the hell are you asleep? You have to train dumbass," said a deep and raspy voice. You sat up on your bed and rubbed your eyes. You cracked open your eyes, and they met with red ones. It was, of course, the one and only...Bakugo Katsuki.

     "Well, you could've woken me up in a less..painful way!" you said, crossing your arms.

     After what happened, you assumed that Bakugo would be more strict with what you did during this training, but you didn't expect him to be forcefully waking you up. He plopped down onto the bed next to you and crossed his arms.

    "Are you sure your ok from yesterday?" he said, avoiding eye contact with you.

     "Oh wow, is that 𝘵𝘩𝘦 bakugo katsuki asking me if I'm ok!? This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!" you teased as you cracked a smile.

     "Don't flatter yourself. It's not like I fucking care about anything. I just don't want Mr.Aizawa to blame me for you getting hurt." he shouted. You knew deep down that he genuinely did care. You got up and started stretching, but that didn't work out. Your arms seemed to be still aching from yesterday with all those weights.

"Hey uh, Bakugo...today, can we like just chill? My arms feel crazy numb. I think it's cause of those weights."

"I fucking told you but fine," said the blonde-haired boy. You smiled at him as you plopped back onto the bed. You two sat in silence as you thought of what to do next.

"Oh, oh, let's play a game!" you said as you bounced excitedly. "Let's play questions! We just take turns asking each other questions and the other answers!"

"Isn't that just a fucking interrogation?" he said, rolling his eyes, which caused you to chuckle.

"You go first!" you said to Bakugo, smiling.

"Why are you so fucking annoying?" he said.

"Maybe cause I hang out with you too much," you said, giggling, which caused him to growl in annoyance.

It was your turn again.

"Hmmm... why are you always such a bitch?" you said.

"Maybe cause I have to deal with your dumbass every day after class," he said, mocking your last response to his question.

"Whos your favorite hero?" he asked, sounding uninterested.

"I'm going to have to say Mt. Lady. She's pretty cool," you answered, nodding your head up and down.

"She's too much... I don't like her," he said.

You felt like being bold in the next question.

"Who's the cutest girl in our class?" you said, nudging him with your elbow. He seemed taken aback by your question. The last few questions have been pretty dry, and you needed to spice things up.

"Uh, why the fuck would I tell you?" he said, looking away from you.

"Because I asked idiot," you said while tugging at his arm. "Tell me. Tell me. Tell me. Tell me." you repeated over and over, trying to pressure him into telling you.

"I don't know fucking know...maybe you..." he mumbled under his breath.