It Was Supposed To Be Them

Chapter Thirteen

Bakugo's POV:

I woke up to myself laying on top of Kirishima. It was the first time I woke up before my alarm. I lifted my head off his chest and looked at the time. We had to wake up in a couple of minutes. I slowly sat up, trying not to wake him up. I failed miserably because our legs were tangled. 

He groaned as he stretched his body out. I sat up next to him. 

"Morning, Red." 

I watched his eyes flutter open. He smiled and sat up. "Mornin, Katsuki." He rested his chin on my shoulder. 

I kissed his cheek. "You can lay down longer. We still have a couple of minutes till we have to get ready for class."

He looked over at the clock and then back at me. "Then, that means we can cuddle more."

"What?"

He wrapped his arms and pulled me back on top of him. He started laughing as he tightly hugged me. 

"Oh, yeah?"

I pushed his arms off and turned around. I held his wrist downs and hovered over him. He kept his stupid grin on his face. 

"What are you smiling about?"

He lifted his head and kissed me on the lips. I pushed back and we kissed for a moment. I let go of his wrist and he wrapped his arms around my neck. After a good while, I pulled away. 

"I'm glad to see you in a good mood," I said with a smile. 

"I'm in a great mood." He said resting his head on his pillow. "I'm going to hate this afternoon, but I'm in a really good mood."

I stared down at him. "How are you so happy all the time?" I asked sitting up. 

He sat up, making me sit in his lap. He wrapped his arms around my waist. "Because I can. Why are you always in a pissed off mood?"

"Because everyone pisses me off," I argued. 

He raised an eyebrow at me.

I growled. "Okay, not everyone, but fucking still. You didn't answer my question."

Red shrugged. "I don't know. I guess because I want to make everyone else happy in the process."

"Tsk." I rolled my eyes. It's not like I didn't believe him or anything. It's just that I didn't know how else to react. He's the sweetest fucking person anyone has ever met. 

He leaned his head down and rested it against my chest. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, placing one hand on the back of his head. 

"I'm scared." He mumbled, barely able to hear him.

I wouldn't blame him. He has to deal with a bitch that threatens and yells at him. I would never want him anywhere near her ever again. 

"It's going to be okay," I say as I brush through his hair with my fingers. "Mr. Aizawa will be with you the whole time."

He nodded but kept his head resting on my chest. 

I wanted to tell him that he doesn't have to go, but he needs to. He needs to face her and realize that he's better than he thinks he is. His mother's yelling has affected him too much. He needs to confront her. 

We sat there for a while before my alarm went off. I almost wanted to ignore it. 

"I have to go get ready."

He pulled me closer, hugging me tighter.

I chuckled. "Come on, Red. It's our last day before leaving for the competition. We need to make sure we will win."