Bakugou X Kirishima's sister (Reader)

Chapter 8

You woke up groggily, you reached up for your phone, but it wasn't in its usual spot. What time is it, you wondered. You opened your eyes blinking to find an unfamiliar room. Instantly you sat up looking at your surroundings. The events from yesterday coming back to you, the last thing you remembered was watching a movie with Katsuki. But that didn't explain how you ended up here. You looked around for your phone, you hadn't talked to anyone since you left campus and you didn't want anyone, especially your brother to worry about you. Your phone was nowhere to be found; you must have left it in the living room.

Getting up from the bed you made your way to the door. Peeking your head out you tried to listen to see if anyone was up. The house was eerily silent.

"What the hell are you doing?"

You turned slowly to find Katsuki standing in the hallway. "I, uh, just didn't know if anyone was up."

"It's 11, who wouldn't be up? Well besides you apparently."

With an eyeroll you asked, "Where are you parents?"

"They went to the store or something, I don't know." He paused looking at you again. "Are you going to stay like that or?"

Realizing you were still hiding behind the door you walked out into the hallway.

"So, are you hungry?" Katsuki asked crossing his arms across his chest.

"You know you've been awfully nice lately. Who are you and what have you done with Katsuki Bakugou?"

"Tch, don't get used to it dumbass. The old hag would have my head if I wasn't nice to you while you're here." Of course, he was only being nice because of Mitsuki. "So, did you want something to eat or not?"

"Hmm, how about something along the lines of a 5-course breakfast?" you grinned at your own joke.

"And you're no longer allowed to decide what's for breakfast." He said as he began to walk away from you.

"Whatever but it better be something good."

"Let's go," he nodded toward the kitchen. "and you should probably brush your hair; it looks like shit."

This piece of- "Can I have nice Katsuki back, jerk Bakugou's being rude." You reached up to hair trying to pat it down.

The two of you walked into the kitchen, Katsuki rummaged around pulling out different ingredients. You continued walking and took a seat at the dinning room table. From your seat you could see him working, he was mixing things together in a bowl periodically adding something new to the mix. You caught yourself taking small glances at him when he wasn't looking, or so you thought.

"What? What do you keep looking at?" He said meeting your gaze. You could have sworn you saw a small smile on his face but as fast as you'd noticed it, it had disappeared.

"I, Uh was wondering what you were making." You stammered.

"You haven't figured it out by now?" He raised an eyebrow at you looking at you like it was the most obvious answer in the world. But to be honest you weren't really paying attention to what he was putting in the bowl.

"Um, no?"

With an exasperated look he pointed to the syrup bottle on the counter. "Have an idea now?"

"Yup," you turned your head, you rubbed your forehead using the palm of your hand to hide your face. Were you really so focused on him that you became completely oblivious to your surroundings? In the midst of your mental pep talk to get it together you remembered your phone. You sprang up from your chair and made your way into the living room. Picking up your phone you saw the endless messages. Most of them were from your brother asking where you were and if you were safe. A few were from Mina asking similar things. You opened your phone and scrolled through your notifications; your brothers last message gave you some relief.