Bakugo

Opening your closet, you pick the most gym appropriate wear you had. Which, when you sifted through clothes, hadn't been many.

"You better not fall behind or I'm not waiting for you"

Usually, with Bakugo, that sentence would be true, he never waited on anyone. Never bothered to cater to those slower than him. If you wanted to walk with him somewhere, it was not on him to make sure you were fast enough. Though, when it came to you, that wasn't always true. Just for you, he slowed his steps. Not by much, just enough that he was always in your sight. He learned this habit after what happened to you, Katsuki kept himself where he could reach you if you needed him.

The walk to the gym wasn't that long, a few minutes, and you were already walking inside. Machines lined the walls, a boxing ring off to the side, and a little vending machine next to it. A small homey space smelling of sweat.

"You brought a friend huh?" The clerk smiled, "I don't think I've seen you bring anyone here before."

"Tch whatever old man let us through."

"Sure sure kid, don't blow anything up"

Hell broke loose afterwards, Bakugo making sure to work every bone in your body until it was on fire thrice over. He didn't bother going easy on you either, in his mind, you could be whatever you wanted if you just put the effort to do it.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT DUMBASS?" He yells as you drop on the floor exhausted.

You watch him from the ground, your eyes picking up on his every movement. Somewhere in those eyes, you saw it. Underneath that explosive bravado was a thorn bush. It wrapped around his heart, dug in until it tore him to shreds and no amount of explosiveness could cotraize that wound. Guilt.

"You're leaving for UA." You state.

He doesn't reply for a while, "yeah."

"Well I guess you don't have to worry about walking me home anymore." You smile.

Happy, you were so happy you could combust right on the floor you laid on. You had waited to hear him say that since you two were in kindergarten.

"I have ten months to make sure your ass can keep yourself safe. You can't use me as an excuse anymore so get the hell up extra." He hissed, moving away from you towards the next thing he wanted you to do.

And you forced yourself to do just what he wanted.

Despite his workouts being intensive, grueling, and inhumane. You kept your whining about it to a minimum, because you knew exactly where it came from.

"Heeeyy... you seem alone, wanna hang out with me?" A boy from your class walked close, his presence skin crawl inducing.

Monsters picked the victims that looked like they would offer the least resistance. Ones who kept their head down in class, never talked too loud, and for the most part scared easily into silence. Unfortunately, that happened to be you.

He didn't bother to speak as he leaned closer to your frozen body, that cage of memories keeping your body in staises. All while you watched it happen from somewhere outside your body.

There wasn't a warning — no yelling or screaming, just an explosion.

"Bakugo what the hell man?" The boy screamed, "It wasn't what you think i swear okay?"

You wished your body turned to see, see as Katsuki beat the shit out of him. But you remaind frozen, every inch of you unwilling to move.

"Hey." Bakugo stood in front of you, "You're okay now dumbass, I'm going to take you home now, alright?"

He doesn't immediately grab you. Instead, he brings his hand directly to your line of sight, then to your own.

He was warm. Sweaty, as usual, but warm.

That warmth climbed all over your body as you hyper focused on it. Your mind pulling you back from that out of body state, he was warm, so warm and sweaty and it was the best feeling in the world because it wasn't that empty feeling.

"We're here." Bakugo muttered trying to keep his voice below his obnoxious volume, "give me your shit."

This was how it went, you the picked on and bullied kid. Dissociation your only other friend. And he, your saviour.

Your caretaker, the one who helped you make it home safe. Walked you home at night, yelled at the guys catcalling you for you, beat those creatures who dared go near you uninvited. But he also never treated you as incapable.

It's why you were here, training with him. Walking home with him at his insane pace, studying with him at his top-of-his-class rhythm. He never treated you less then, always someone who could be his equal.

A large grin formed at his lips as he watched you try to dodge. It was futile.

"Too slow moron NOW DIE"

Bakugo threw you on the mat for the second time. Those sharp eyes staring you down, that guilt still there, thorns digging ever so tighter as the day went on.

He always made sure you learned how to take care of yourself. Never how to rely on him, but how to help yourself when you needed it. Bakugo only let you rely on him whenever you couldn't rely on yourself, all those years of him not teaching you martial arts were because you froze at violence. Not because you were weak, but because your mind pulled you away from the scene. But now, now that you pulled yourself together enough, now that you learned how to pick the pieces left in your cage, now that he couldn't be there anymore. He'd teach you.

Because he had failed at saving you once. At the worst time in your life, he heard you screaming but just couldn't run fast enough. His tiny child legs, his too low of a voice, his tiny firecracker explosions. Didn't do anything.

So here he was, guilt always gnawing at him.

"Well that was fun." You croack on your bed.

"Tch, try not to be so predictable next time" He snatched your phone from your hand.

"Ba-chan give it back" you whine while trying to grab it out of his hands.

"THE HELL DID YOU JUST CALL ME DIPSHIT?" His scrunched face was too funny.

"BA-CHAN BA-CHAN BA-CHAN" You repeat still trying to grab your phone from his hands.

Warm sweaty palm meets your face as he tries to push you away from him, disgusting to most but feels nice to you.

"STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME YOU FREAK"

"Don't worry you won't have to deal with me as much in a few months." You retort.

Your phone flies over your head and lands on the bed. Bakugo now standing cross armed and clearly unhappy.

"Yeah yeah whatever."

Ten months from now he would be busy achieving his own dream.

It was why Bakugo was easy to love. He was his own person, you were your own. He never forced his care, only his skills, never once made you inferior despite being caged in your own mind, just you. He trusted you, believed in you enough to go be his own person, become the strongest hero.

💥 Bakugo never yells at his partner as much as the others. Usually, his tone is very grumbly and tense but he doesn't usually yell. He only does that when him and his S/O are play fighting

💥 Bakugo is the one who does the cooking, most of the time at least. The reason was that his S/O tried his food once, and their eyes lit up. Now he does it just so he can see that sparkle.

💥 Bakugo and his partner were the No. 1 in the contest Heros in Love during valentine. Ever since then, the two were known to dominate that chart every year.

He doesn't sleep, doesn't even have a home, it was stated in a Japanese fanbook (I believe) that he will rest for a few minutes in a break room before flying on another mission.

Hawks is a hardworking hero who will do whatever it takes to save people and support those who can shine.

He killed twice not because he wanted to, but because he had to. It killed him inside because he, out of everyone, understands that the line between villainy and civilian and hero are so small. He cared deeply about Twice because he saw himself in Twice, he saw his past in him too. But, he also knew that Twice was a dangerous villain, he could have hurt so many people and killed so many folks. Because of that, he made the decision that best suited the situation to save people.

This was a tragedy, a loss, and a reason to grieve, for Hawks and for the fans. People can hate that Twice died but calling Hawks a murderer for SAVING 1-A and the Heros from being over turned and killed is not productive. It's a disservice to Twice's story.

I will go into more detail in another post but my point is that people can and should hate Hawks if they don't gell with him. However, I'd rather it be for reasons that aren't misreading and misinterpreting the story just to prove how right they are.

Besides, Bakugo wasn't raised to abuse others to get his way, but use his own power to get the approval of others. Therefore, he won't actually even try to do this kind of thing.

Also, Bakugo may seem like an asshole — and he was one and acts like one — but inside, he actually cares about people, it's why he's a hero and not a villain. He wants to be number one based on his power, his power to beat the villain, and keep others safe.

Bakugo looks up to All-Might, the symbol of peace, the symbol of joy and prosperity. He understands all of that, and he respects and admires it. He just acts as himself because he doesn't want to be anyone else.

He especially wouldn't want to be someone like Endevour.

Bakugo, however, did think he could become like him in the future. It's a big part of why he changed in the series, because he was disturbed by that idea.

The two are similar in the same way that they want to become number one. They both want to he the strongest there is, for different reasons.