Accused

Away from me

Midoriya POV

Katsuki and I arrive at the dorms at around 7 am.
I am thankful to him, that he was going to take care of me, 'cause even when I told him it isn't necessary, I secretly hoped he would stay by my side.
Even if I feel kind of save near him, my emotions made me fear he would leaf me or stop caring about me just like the time he found out I was quirkless.

"Oi, Deku. You okay? You're being too fucking quiet, aren't even mumbling and shit. I still don't understand why you stopped me from beating that fucking excuse of a teacher to a pulp, he deserves it.", the taller boy next to me says in his usual irritated voice, looking at me with concern, only visible in his crimson eyes.

"I'm fine, don't worry Katsuki. And I stopped you because I didn't want you getting in trouble for beating up a teacher, it also would've been difficult to explain to the class why Aizawa is beat up, if he could even come to class afterwards."I explained to him.

We are now entering the dorm so I break eye contact with Katsuki and mentally prepare myself for whatever was to be expected, because at this time more and more students would start to head to the common area of the dorms. Students like Iida and Yaoyorozu who have a scedual for the day to train, do homework and eventually study for exams, people like Uraraka and Kirishima who are determined to become better and start the day with an early training routine and others like Todoroki who just stand up early for no particular reason.
And considering Katsuki and I normally don't get along that good there will most likely be questions as to why we were walking to the dorms together and why we were up this early to begin with.

"Deku-kun, there you are, I was starting to worry about you, your phone was on one of the couches in the common room, but you weren't anywhere around and when I went to your dorm you didn't answer the door! And now I see you come in here with Bakugou, what happened?", asked a worried Uraraka walking up to me quickly, with my phone, which I layed on the couch this morning, in her hand.

"Uraraka-san, sorry for worrying you.", I apologise while she gives me my phone.

"It's fine, but what are you doing with Bakugou of all people?", she questioned, dragging me a bit farther away from said blonde by pulling me by my wrist.

Before I can even respond to her question I feel myself being pulled back and out of her grip, my face being buried in the chest of whoever pulled back, strong arms wrap around me in a protective manner, while mine just hang limp on either side of my body.

"Fist of all, don't you fucking dare dragging Deku away from me again. Second, it's none of your business what the nerd and me do in our free time. And third of all, I am supposed to take care of him for the time being, so he will be with me nearly all the time. Now screw off and leave us the fuck alone.", I hear the person holding me say in a deep, raspy voice, revealing them as none other than Katsuki.

A/N:
Fist of all hi!

Thank you all so much for the nice and encouraging comments!

So, I've decided to make this a bakudeku story (because I love possessive and caring Bakugou), there will be other ships as well.
Those other ships will be gay, lesbian, straight and poly ships.
If you want a particular ship let me know and I might use it for the story.

Hope you enjoyed the chapter and wish you a nice day!