ғʀᴀᴜᴅᴜʟᴇɴᴛ ➳ 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘮𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘰

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 31

You were discharged in the afternoon. Mina and Kirishima came to pick you up. Giddy from the morning events, you wobbled behind Mina and Kirishima on the way back. They were blabbering on about something, but all you could think of was Neito.

You still could not understand his words.

" Y/n? Are you listening? "

Kirishima's voice pierced through your thoughts.

" What? Sorry, could you repeat that Eiji? I didn't get that. "

Mina and him sighed to each other as he repeated his words.

" I said, Im thinking of calling him out tonight outside the dorms to confess. Private and Manly. What do you think Y/n? "

His plan was quick and direct. Perfect for the picky explosive blonde.

" I think it's great Eiji. I'll be rooting for you. We all are. "

You gleamed, proud of Kirishima. You already knew Bakugo had taken a liking towards Kirishima but he was always too embarrassed to talk about it. It was going to go well.

Arriving at the dorms, everyone was at the living room, ready to welcome you. Warm gestures enveloped you as bombarding questions filled the room.

" Y/n, are you okay? "
"Y/n, what happened?"
"Glad you're okay Y/n. "

Similar phrases bounced of the walls as you reassured everyone.

" Thanks guys. Im fine. I'll just be exempt from the practical examination. No big deal. "

Concerned looks were etched on everyone's face. Quick to brush them off, you turned your back to head back into your room. Bakugo trailed behind you, giving you a small pat on the head to congratulate your discharge.

As he lowered his hand, you noticed his bruised knuckles. Staring at the blue back tone of his calloused hands, you cocked your head to the side.

" Bakugo, why are your hands bruised? "

He clicked his tongue.

" Tch. Gave someone the punishment that they deserved. "

Eyes widening at the sudden realization of what he did, you halted your tracks.

Sure, everyone was at the living room and you were near the elevator, but they were still able to see you.

Clenching your jaw tightly, you grabbed Bakugo's wrist and dragged him to your room.

" Fucking Y/n. LET ME GO. "

The hot tempered idiot was shrieking bewilderedly.

" I told you to leave him alone. DID I NOT? "

Absolutely livid, you used your index finger to vigorously poke his chest. God, you wanted to slap him but you were better than that.

" What's done is done Y/n. He got what he fucking deserved. He didn't even fight back. He knows he deserves it. "

The snarky comment made your blood boil even more. Was he being serious? You specifically told him not to and he had to be a stubborn bitch.

You should have known something was off was Neito wore a long sleeve shirt when the sun was hot out. The sweltering heat was unbearable and the long sleeves would have made it worse.

" Bakugo, go and apologise now. "

You glowered at him, seething with rage. His face was in disbelief.

" WHAT DO YOU MEAN APOLOGISE? HE FUCKING DESERVED IT. "

" JUST DO IT BAKUGO. I TOLD YOU NOT TO AND YOU DID IT. YOU'RE IN THE WRONG HERE. "

At this point, both of your were spouting loudmouth insults.

" FUCKING FINE. ME SAYING IT DOES NOT FUCKING MEAN I MEAN IT. "

Giving up on the unending situation, you rolled your eyes and shoved him out of your room. Followed by out of the dorm, and into 2B's dorm building.

" Y/n? Is that you? I heard you were hospitalised. What are you doing here? "

Kendo came walking towards you, with a worried expression.

" Im fine Kendo. We're looking for Neito. "

" She is. Not me. "

Bakugo grumbled under his breath.

" Neito..? "

Kendo looked at you with slight discomfort. She turned her head at Shinso, who gave the same exact look.

" Kendo? Is there a problem? "

" Um...Not really, I'll call him down. "

Her face looked hesitant. But at least Neito was around.

" Thanks Kendo. "

Yanking Bakugo to the living room, both of you took a seat on the plush couch. The both of you waited in silence, in order not to disturb the rest of 2B.

A soft 'ding' came from the elevator as Neito came striding towards you.

" Y/n! and... Bakugo? "

" Hey Neito. Bakugo has something to say to you. "

Giving a sharp push onto Bakugo's back, he stumbled his footing in front of Neito.

" I'm not fucking apologising. "

He asserted, red eyes never leaving the blue ones.

" Bakugo. Do it. "

" It's fine Y/n. He doesn't need to. "

Neito smiled as he slowly turned to take his leave.

" But- "

" I said it's fine. Now please go and rest. I know you're tired. "

His voice was deep and commanding. Almost as if...he was mad. Your heart dropped at the change in tone. As your mind cowered in fear of the Neito's dark expression, you reluctantly agreed and returned back to 2A's dorm.

Plopping onto your bed, your head was muddled with thoughts of Neito. Was he hiding something?

Something was off.

But you just could not put your finger on it.