Sitting in my dorm, resting my back against the headboard of the bed with a small lap table resting happily in my lap, I look over the textbook beside me. Reading over the explanation of many ways of catching fish, reading up on the provenance of food. Taking notes on different ways to catch fishing before answering the questions below, explaining which ways are more ethical and more humane and which ways are rather destructive not only to the fish but to the environment they live in. Tapping my pen against the small table as I bite my lip, debating what to write about overfishing and how to present it.There was already seven bundles of scrunched up paper by my trash can, each of them presented in a way that I thought would look attractive but then ended up looking rather ugly. I was very fussy about the presentation of my notes. If it didn't look nice, in my opinion, then I wouldn't be attracted to read it again. Therefore forgetting everything about that certain topic. So it ended up in the bin. My aim was slowly getting better, only scoring three out of seven so far.
My favourite playlist gently singing into my ears while I work, softly humming along to the tune and muttering the words from time to time. My head bobbing along to the beat as I write up about fish farms before grabbing my pastel highlighters and beginning to highlight key words and phrases. Then making quick notes in another notepad about revision cards, writing down to buy more next time I go shopping for Sakino and I.
The door opening catches my attention, a small smile on my lips as Sakino, my roommate, flops onto her bed as soon as the door shuts. A tired and annoyed groan leaving her lips as she screams into the pillow. Her light blue hair splayed across her back and the bed as she whines. Obviously not having a very good lecture. Her vibrant purple eyes looking toward me as I slip my headphones off to listen to her.
"Everything okay, Sakino?" I ask with a soft giggle, setting my work to the side and sliding off my bed, gently pressing two fingertips to her arm to help calm her stress, watching her tense stature slowly relax at my touch. My eyes glowing as my quirk seeps through my fingertips to her bloodstream, "Rough day?"
"Damn teacher threw my script in the bin and gave me a whole new one," she complains, rubbing the bridge of her nose with a small sigh as she smiles thankfully toward me as I pull away, more calm, "So I have to relearn a whole new part before Tuesday... which is a pain in the ass..."
"Hey, you'll be fine," I reassure her, sending her a smile as I open our fridge and pull out the chocolate cake I made at my own lesson, cutting her a slice and handing it to her, the blue skinned girl eagerly eating it up, her antennae glowing bright yellow to show her happiness, "I'll help you out if you want, my assignment isn't due til Friday,"
"Lucky," she mutters, wiping the plate clean from the cake before handling me the plate for another slice, which I gladly give her, giggling as she devours this slice too, "So how's babysitting?"
"It's amazing, they're so adorable and well behaved," I say with a smile, gently packing my notes and stationary away, placing them in my bag, "And both Mr and Mrs Todoroki treat me like I'm part of the family. I love it so much,"
"So, met any heroes yet?~" she asks with a grin, knowing my soft spot for guys who fought bad guys, who had a strong persona and who could take charge when we got a bit frisky, giggling as I blush a bright red, "Spill the tea,"
"I haven't met any heroes, per say," I reply rubbing the back of my neck sheepishly with a small giggle, "Well... I met Deku-"
"The Number One Hero?! You met the Number One Hero?! Oh my god! Have you got pictures?! Did you get his autograph?!" She asks, fangirling as she was a rather huge fan of the awkward greenette, "(Y/n) (L/n). Tell. Me. Everything."
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Soothe | Bakugo x Reader
Fanfiction"What aren't you telling me?... There's something going on that I'm not being told about (Y/n)... What's going on? Huh?"... "It's nothing, Katsuki... don't worry about it,"... "You'll tell me and you'll tell me now or I'm walking out that door!"... ...