Exactly the SAME (BAKUGOU X BLACK READER)

Jealousy.

*Y/N's POV*

Roughly five days passed followed after your dismay with Bakugou.

You slowed things down with Mirio. You explained that you were having emotional complications. He mercifully understood, giving you the space you needed.

From then on, Mirio only talked to you if you talked first. The third years still aimed to spend lunch with you. You allowed it, with the exception of returning to your usual passive state. Your free time was spent somewhere between the third years, a few boys from 1-A, or your newfound interest in class 1-B and C boys.

        If you were in your dorms, you spent your time laying down in Shoto's lap or maybe leaning on Deku. If you were skating around, you would skate to Class 1-B's dorms. Kendo would welcome you warmly, proceeding Monoma wandering close to you. He would do his best at irritating you, before throwing his arm over your shoulder. Monoma was more or less a friend to talk shit with. Your buddy in 1-C was the real trouble.

        "Stay still." Shinso spat.

        "MOTHERF—"

        You froze in your tracks. "Spin around for me." Shinso laughed, twirling his finger.

        No matter how much you wanted to fight against his quirk, you couldn't.

        "Now, be a good girl and put those pretty hands on your knees."

        Shinso waltzed over to you. "You're such a loser." He laughed, placing his hand on your head.

        Shinso released you. You shoved him, afterwards blowing a raspberry.

        "You're such a dick, I swear." You laughed. Shinso threw you over his shoulder.

        "Ew, what are you doing?" You fake scoffed.

        "Taking you to my room. I'm bored."

        You belted out a blood curdling yell. "SHINSO." You exclaimed, "you DIRTY FUCK—"

        "Wow. So you don't wanna play my switch?"

        "I'm not answering because you're just gonna brainwash me." You huffed, crossing your arms.

        "No, I'm not." Shinso sighed. "You wanna play the switch, yes or no?"

        You huffed again. "Yes."

        Your body froze in place. "Now, tell me how much you adore me."

        Shinso loved to play tricks on you. One of the best things about him was that he understood you both wouldn't be anything serious, let alone anything at all.

So, that was your dynamic.

As you were making your way to find a spot at lunch, a third year flagged you down to eat with them. You gladly walked over.

"Wassup." You greeted.

"Hey, Y/N!" Nejire said sweetly.

"You trynna avoid us?" Tamaki joked.

"Oh, so you talk now?" You teased.

Tamaki buried his face in his hands, quietly murmuring to himself.

Before you could take a seat at the table, a certain pair of arms wrapped around your waist.

"Off." You demanded.