I stared at the cat and then at him. He then placed the coat on me. The coat was very warm, which I very much loved.
"My name's Hitoshi Shinso." I finally stood up and wore the coat. "T-thank you." I looked at the cat again.
It wasn't like I knew exactly what the cat was saying, but I was also a cat hybrid myself.
"You've been taking care of this cat for a while now, haven't you?" He froze and I kept listening. "Is your quirk talking to animals?" I shook my head.
"I can only understand a cat. It doesn't matter. We better get inside and get the cat food. She's hungry." I smiled down at the kitten who purred when I put its head.
_ _
Shinso and I sat in silence, staring at the cat. "The cat's injured." He sighed. "I... I didn't know." He held his hand out towards the cat. The cat, without hesitations, walked up to him.
I watched, interested.
"Her leg. There is a broken bone and we can probably take her to the vet-"
I noticed him staring.
"Your... quirk is like a cat, isn't it?" It wasn't the flashiest quirk, but it definitely is amazing for medium and close range combat. He smiled.
"Well, there's one thing I know about cats; they hate being wet." I shivered and nodded. I really did hate getting rained on.
"Here, please wear it." He took his hoodie off. He was wearing a suit underneath. I shook my head. "Aren't you cold?" I asked him.
"Take it. I owe it to you for helping me rescue this cat. The cat would've been in pain longer if you hadn't told me what was wrong with it."
I walked towards him, trying to grab the jacket. He chuckled. "Don't worry, I won't bite." Shinso grabbed my arm and took the wet rain coat off of me. "Yuri." I said.
He hummed and I for the hoodie. It smelt nice.
"Imara Yuri." He grinned. "You're Ground Zero's personal assistant." I nodded "How did you know?"
"I knew I've seen you somewhere before. I'm actually quite a big fan." He said shyly at the end, causing the both of us to blush.
I petted my head, trying to fix the hood. In that moment, I did something to embarrassing that I just wanted to disappear.
I purred.
Noticing what I just did, I looked at Shinso's face.
Please tell me he didn't notice.
He was grinning, but there was a furious blush on his face. Shit, of course he noticed.
"I didn't know you purred." He repeated the action, causing me to arch my back in satisfaction. I closed my eyes. Shit! Stop it!
"S-shins-so?" I placed my hand on top of his to prevent myself from more embarrassment.
"I'm just teasing. Although, hearing you purr may be the prettiest sound I've ever heard."
_ _
I texted Amachi telling her I would be late. My clothes were all wet and I looked like a mess. She said it was fine. I then proceeded to thank her for her patience.
"By the way, Bakugou is pissed looking for you. I might have accidentally told him that you were like, an hour late to our da- I meant meeting." I gasped. Before I could say anything, Ms. Amachi hung up the call.
I groaned in frustration.
51 missed calls from Bakugou and 107 unread messages.
At this point, he's just being clingy.
I decided to dial his number. Not even at the first ring, he already picked up.
"-WERE YOU?" I pushed the phone away from my ear. "You were cut off, I'm sorry. Could you please say that again-"
"I SAID WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?" I furrowed my eyebrows. Should I lie?
No, why would it even matter if I told him the truth about Shinso. Oh, well.
"I met Shinso on the way. It was raining and I needed his help." I opened the door to my house, revealing Bakugou sitting on the couch angrily.
I gasped. "Bakugou?"
"WHY WERE YOU TALKING TO SHINSO- HELLO?"
I hung up the phone and walked beside him quietly.
"I already knew you were behind me. Now, tell me what the hell were you-"
He looked at me and looked downgrading the hoodie.
Shit, I forgot to give it back.
I crossed my arms to try and hide the unfamiliar logo. He could probably smell Shinso's perfume.
"Is that his hoodie?"
I looked at Bakugou. His eyes were soft, yet angry.
"I was very cold and he offered me his hoodie. Nothing else happened."
I don't even know why I have to explain myself over something so little.
"Besides..." I started, taking the hoodie off. It revealed the light fabric underneath. You could see my bra.
"Would you rather have me walking around with or without the hoodie." He peeled his eyes away and pulled down the hoodie to cover it, placing his hand over his face.
"Whatever! Take it off. Now."
"Bakugou- what-"
"I said take it off. Now."
I sighed and took the hoodie off, placing it on my lap. "What are you-" He grabbed the hoodie and held it in the air. The second I stopped worrying, the hoodie was burnt to a crisp. I gasped.
"Bakugou! What the-"
"If you wanted a hoodie to wear, you could've worn mine, dumbass. you're so dumb that you piss me off." He started to take his black hoodie off. With a soft, yet aggressive expression, he handed me his hoodie.
I couldn't help but smile.
"Bakugou, you're still going to have to get the exact same hoodie back for Shinso." He groaned and plopped down on the sofa.
"But he's annoying!" He whined. I chuckled lightly and sat down next to him. I wore the hoodie on top of my shirt.
"You burnt his hoodie. So, please. Buy him a new one." He growled. "You're such an old hag, telling me what to do." He turned away and hid his face, embarrassed. I shook my head.
"Are you still going on a date with Amachi?" My face turned red. "I... I wouldn't call it a date..."
The blonde rolled his eyes and bashfully commented on my sentence. "Pft. You wish it was a date, you raging bisexual." I hid my face from the blonde. "You look like shit, so please go and change. I'll tell Amachi that you're going to reschedule."
I frowned. I don't know if I should be offended that Bakugou said I looked like shit or sad that Amachi and I aren't going on a date.
I sprinted upstairs, hesitant on taking a shower.
_ _
I turned the lights off and walked over to my room. I put on formal clothing and dried my hair, grabbing my heels on my way.
I put on my stockings and headed downstairs.
"Are you ready to go?" I jumped a little when I heard Bakugou's voice behind me. "Sir. You scared me." I chuckled awkwardly.
He then groaned when reaching for his phone, looking at the screen with angry eyes.
"Deku wants to meet with us." I smiled. "Great! I can set up a schedule-"
"No! I'm starting to think you have a crush on that green-haired bastard." I let out a chuckle. "Deku is just a really good friend of yours. He also became a good friend of mine." I said and put my heels on. Bakugou followed.
"And what if I do have a little crush on him?"
