What The F**K?!

Chapter 4.

'She's awake... Hm--!' Bakugou thought as he saw Uraraka sit up on her bed, caressing him and petting his hair like a dog.

Bakugou himself had been awake for a while but didn't find the urge to wake her sleeping self up. She's absolutely gorgeous and at all fucking times.

He faked himself and fooled her by looking still asleep. She stared, he could feel it.

'What the fuck is she doin'?' He thought, wanting to open his eyes out of curiosity, but let it be.

She was thinking, and that can be dangerous.

Minutes passed, with only the silence there to disturb. The air is cool and crisp against his skin and the sheets comfy and warm.

He finally opened his eyes and was welcomed with a sunray shining straight into his eyes.

"Argh! Fucking hell!" Bakugou sounded - and expressing the immense pain he was in.

Bakugou sat up and rubbed his eyes, getting slowly used to the brightness in the room.

"pfff-" Uraraka teased, wiping half-dried tears off of her face. Bakugou looked over at her. She looked tired and worn-out, but her hair was also messy as fuck - it seriously looks like a bird's nest!

"What the hell do you think you're laughin' at? Huh?" Bakugou asked, stretching and itching.

"Just you..." Uraraka answered with a smile.

"Why the flying fuck are you crying, again?" Bakugou asked her worried, seriously.

But she didn't answer, she couldn't, it was like something held her back. She was silent.

"Tell me. Now." Again, serious.

She finally looked up at him, slumped over, looking merely ashamed of herself.

Why did such a beautiful and bright morning, look so gray and cold?

It was freezing. Suddenly.

~~~ Fuckin' freestyle angst B) ~~~

"...nothin' special, just--"

"Ochako. You can tell me. I've made you aware of that, way more fucking times than necessary. Whatever it is, tell me"

Bakugou wasn't good at dealing with these kinds of situations, at all. Now he's gotten better (a little, at least) and he just wants to make Uraraka as happy as can be.

"I'm just overthinking again.."

"About what?"

"....--"

"Uraraka, i swear to fuckin' god. If your feelin' lowly appreciative of yourself a-fucking-gain, imma' fuc--... *siiiiigggghhh / grrrooooaaaannn* angel-face."

"...mmhm...?"

"Your fuckin' perfect the way you are, don't ever change, cuz' your fucking amazin'. I can't believe that I actually have to sit, and tell you all this - because you should know it all yourself by fuckin' now."

"It's okay Bakugou, and thank you. But, again I'm just overthinking thin-"

"Fuck no"

"..w-- what?"

"Remember that it's not damn illegal to be selfish at times, cheeks. Think more about yourself and such shit."

"But my goal, the whole purpose of me becoming her is selfish! Yes, of course, I wanna save people and help them be able to become and do what they want the most. To make others happy and content with themselves and their surroundings. To not live in fear of what horrors that may or may not happen to them.