Swiper (Bakugo X reader)

Chapter thirty eight: suspiciously not like him

Have some fluff for the heart.

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"Are you ever going to tell her?"

"Shut up dumb hair, I'm thinking!"

Katsuki and kirishima sat in the dark common room waiting for you to return from yet another long day curing Mythics. Roughly a week had passed since the treatment was proved to work and Katsuki was still no closer to confessing to you. You left early in the morning and returned late at night often too to talk to anyone. He never found the right opportunity.

Working your way through a number of treatments a day was as exhausting as it was fulfilling. School had to be on hold for a while and you were ordered not to use your quirk in any circumstance other than during the poison removal.

Kirishima shook his head and smiled at his ever angry friend. "It's been over a week Bakubro are you sure you're ready? Expressing your feelings was never your strongest skill."

"I know! What? You think I'm a chicken or something huh?" Katsuki growled back while bobbing his knee up and down. Kirishima had been helping Katsuki for a while now to make him finally tell you how much you had messed with his head but so far the there never seemed to be a right opportunity.

Your chair was empty in class, and your friends felt like they hadn't seen you in weeks. Aizawa was also visibly tired from escorting you through the whole process and was longing for a break of some sorts. So class 1-A decided to ask for a day off. For them and for you. Aizawa contacted the research lab and filed a request for a free 24 hour slot. It was accepted but kept secret from you until now.

The class wanted Katsuki to be the one to tell you. Turns out Kirishima couldn't keep a secret as well as he thought he could, now the whole class suspected Katsuki's feelings for you. Some weren't shocked at all, whereas others feared for your life.

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You dragged yourself out of the car alongside Aizawa. You rubbed your saw arm as you both sluggishly made your way towards the doors of Heights Alliance. Upon entering the common room, a warm gust of air seeped into your bones and immediately made you feel even more tired.
You opened your half closed eyes to see a blurry Katsuki storming towards you with kirishima following after him.

Katsuki snatched your wrist and pulled your sleeve up to see the multiple pin pricks from the syringes that take your blood samples. You could see him sneer and pull you by your shoulders over to the main sofa. Aizawa passed all three of his students without a single interaction and shuffled off to his room to sleep.

Kirishima leaned on the edge of the sofa while Katsuki pressed small bandages to the many pinpricks of blood for what felt like the hundredth time in a row. He violently tore the dressings from their packaging before ever so gently covering your arm with them.

He nodded harshly and sat back into the sofa, cracking his knuckles and running his hands roughly over his eyes. "It's past your bedtime isn't it?" You smiled lazily as you looked at the clock on the wall that read 10:14.

"It's passed yours too dumbass." He growled back. Kirishima sat down on your other side and stretched upwards. "We should all probably get some sleep. We've got a long day tomorrow."

You scoffed and rubbed your aching shoulders. "It's Saturday tomorrow. You guys have the day off to do whatever you want. I've still got more work to do." You yawned.

"No you don't." Katsuki mumbled. You rose an eyebrow at him. You thought he should know better than anyone what you're doing. "What do you mean by that?" You shuffled in your seat to face him more.