Bombs Go with Wings

Rescue Mission

Bakugo's POV

I paced on my balcony. Its 4:10. Just to spite me, she's going to arrive on the nose. I sent her another text. Her location had been in the same spot for the last hour and a half. Was she being held captive? Did she ditch the phone and run? Why the hell did I decide that I was going to be the one worrying about this? I stormed into Kirishima's room. He was fast asleep and the least idiotic. I shoved him awake.

"Dude, what the hell Bakugo?"

"There's a situation."

The tone of my voice must've resonated with him because in seconds he was on his feet getting dressed.

"Brief me brother"

"You watch too many cop shows"

"Yeah? And? I'm basically an expert and that's why you woke me up. Brief me."

I rolled my eyes, "I talked to Kai-"

It was his turn to roll eyes now "you woke me up for girl problems"

I clocked him on the head, "Fucking LISTEN to me dammit"

"Kai snuck out, I have her location on my phone, she was supposed to be back by now and she's not. Something is wrong"

"So we're stalking now? Sounds good to me, we should wake Kaminari"

"No, I'm almost regretting waking you up. We need to move NOW." I dragged his ass with me to the vent and threw him in.

"Fuck this is tight."

DONT even go there.

I squeezed in behind him. How the hell did she even get through with her huge ass wings. I checked my phone, no response to my texts, no call back, no movement. Something was WRONG.

Kirishima and I followed the phone GPS to a building. It looked..... Rough. She lives like this? I checked the time again, 4:26.

"How do we know which one is hers?" Kirishima asked, "also, we're gonna have to fight this out? We don't have our gear."

"Sometimes heroes don't have time to prepare, we just have to improvise."

"Kai is strong and she lives here, if there's an issue, there will be a sign of a struggle, lets go inside and see"

We'd be going in blind, but that seemed like the best option. Kirishima and I could handle it. We pulled up our hoodies and went inside the building. It was shady, we turned the corner and someone ran straight into Kirishima and knocked him to the ground. Before I could react a knife was held to my throat.

"Hey birdy, what happened to our 4:15?"

"Jesus guys." she held out her hand and helped Kirishima to his feet,

"I'm fine. See?" She looked at me in annoyance, she wore a black hoodie and looked beaten to hell

"What happened? You look like shit"

"Bakugo-"

"Shut the fuck up shitty hair." I turned back to her,

"We had an agreement. 4:15, you're not there, I come out, I kick some ass. So whose ass am I kicking. Who did this to you."

"I am fine, I'm sorry. I lost track of time, we need to leave now."

I narrowed my eyes, "You're only saying that because you don't want me to go up the stairs."

"Bakugo, she's fine, we need to go" Kirishima started up again,

"No. Something isn't right. And now I'm pissed." I got in her face,"You made me come out here, someone is getting their ass kicked and that's on you."