Roommate's

Tutoring and Battle Plans

Bakugou's pov*

"How the hell do you not get it!"

This god damn dunce! I fucking told Aizawa this wasn't gonna work!! "Come on Bakubro don't be too harsh, he's trying!"

Shitty hair layed on his own bed while the electrical socket sat at a desk in their room staring at his homework. "I...I just don't. I don't know, it's...." He groaned slamming his head into the table.

Shitty hair seemed to be off the bed fast to make sure he was okay. I do have a little sypathy for him, he is fucking trying to learn it but god damnit how do you teach him anything?!

"I've fucking explained it TWENTY TIMES BY NOW!!"

Dunce whimpered "I...I know, I'm sorry!" and for a second there I saw shitty hair glaring! Fucking glaring! That shit took me by surprise. He took a breath before calmly but very clearly saying "I think he needs a break, and so do you. Cause I don't think you're actually mad at Kami your just taking your bottled up anger and stress out on him. So why don't you go take a breather bro before you say something that crosses a line..."

I opened my mouth, thinking I was gonna start screaming at him but nothing came out. I sighed before pushing myself up and walking out of the room. That fucking shitty hair.

"Bottled up stress" I muttered glaring to absolutely no one.

The hell is he thinking. I'm not...

Well...

Ok so maybe he is fucking right. All day I've felt like just punching something although sadly that flaming pile of shit isn't here this time for that.

As I was walking somehow I managed to bump into someone knocking me down. "Oh young Bakugou, you should probably watch were your walking."

"All Might?"

"Oh hi Kacchan!"

"Deku."

Of fucking course that nerd is hanging around All Might. When is he not? I haven't had very many issues with Deku for a while, Todoroki managed to get the two of us to part way get along. I still find his mumbled ass annoying as fuck but the thought of him being around me doesn't make me wanna blow up the moon. Pff didn't even mean to do that. Assasination Classroom watchers would get it.

"Uh, young Midoriya I think it would be best if you let me speak with Bakugou."

Broccoli hair looked at me confused "Is something wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just need a word with him."

Deku nodded and walked away as all might watched to make sure he was gone. "Yeah? What do you need?"

"I figured I should tell you the pros are about to have another meeting and we'll come up with some sort of plan."

I raised an eyebrow probably well using my rbf "And?"

"When did you guys suddenly start informing me on matters. Aizawa may not have known a lot but I'm willing to bet that you did."

The deflated all might sighed "You're right. I knew."

With those words I glared harshly at the pro. I had already known that but fuck hearing it from him makes it worse!

"I probably should have told you..." He started before I could break out in a fit of yelling "but Nezu didn't want anyone who knew to tell you anything until we were fully sure of things. And honestly I think that was for the best rather than to get your hopes up."

"Get my hopes up?! There nothing to get my hopes up for! Your fucking talking like we won't rescue him!"

Another silence. What the fuck is he trying to say?!