It Was Supposed To Be Them

Chapter Fourteen

Bakugo's POV:

I didn't leave my dorm at all while Red was gone. Today was making him feel better so he's not as nervous as he was going to his parents. Why couldn't I have gone with him? I wouldn't even go inside. I'd just sit in the car. 

I sighed and plopped down on my bed. I just changed into some jeans and a black muscle shirt. I was thinking about working out a little before the competition this weekend. I was too stressed out about Red. I hope he is okay. I know his mom is a bitch, but he only told me that she likes to yell at him, that's it. 

I sat up and looked over at my desk. I glanced over the drawings. This stupid idiot. How can he be dealing with so much shit and still have the strength to make everyone smile? How could he make me smile when I'm the asshole. 

I felt a pain in my stomach. Right. I promised Red I wouldn't think like that. It's a little hard when I've accepted it a long time ago. Sure, the three idiots we hang out with don't think I'm that much of an asshole and can deal with me. 

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I walk over to my dorm door and open it. Pinky, tape dispenser, and oversized Pikachu were standing there. 

"What the hell-"

Pinky raised her hand to my face to stop me from talking. She looked up at me with a simple smile. I stood there confused. 

"How long have you two been dating?" Tape dispenser asked as Pinky lowered her hand.

"Why the hell do I need to tell you?" I asked crossing my arms with my usual annoyed look.

"Shut up, Baku," Pinky argued. "We're your friends. Tell us." 

"Tsk." I rolled my eyes. I then sighed. They knew we were dating anyway. "A week?"

Pinky gasped. Wannabe Pikachu handed tape dispenser five bucks. 

"Were you two not going to say anything?!" Pinky argued, placing her hands on her hips. 

I shrugged. "It's not a one-sided relationship, Pinky. Why don't you wait till Red is here?"

Oversized Pikachu had a confused look. "Where is he?"

"He's with Mr. Aizawa." Damn it. I can't tell them what's going on. Red could hardly tell me what his home life was like. "They're just getting some stuff done before the competition. Red offered to help a few days ago."

"But, were you going to tell us that you two were dating, Bakugo?" Pinky asked. 

I shrugged. "I don't fucking know. That's more ... of Red's thing."

"We're your friends, Baku," Pinky said with a smile. "You can talk to us as well. I mean, I think our squad has been the only ones to see your soft side."

I growled. "I don't-"

"You do," Pinky argued. 

"We speak Bakugo, too," Tape dispenser added. "We're your friends."

I honestly didn't know what to say. I've never really been in this situation. When I was younger, everyone looked up to me, like Deku. I'd admit it, but I did look down on the two. Right now though, I'm staring at them as equals. 

"Do you think you'd want to pack up with us?" Kam-Oversized Pikachu asked rubbing the back of his neck. "It's going to be a long bus ride tomorrow."

"Sure." I shrugged. "I'll make sure you idiots don't forget anything."

They all chuckled. 

I heard my phone chime. I pulled it out of my pocket and saw the text message Red sent me. I smiled and ran to my closet.