Prompt — in which you are unknowingly texting Bakugou

Content warning — bullying, enemies to lovers,

Message!— I don’t know if anyone is interested but the quirk you🫵 yes you reader! Is similair to the Ultraviolet power of Violet Parr from incredibles if any of you were wondering what your quirk entailed :p.

Part 3

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“Wooo! Go Y/N! Beat his ass” Mina screamed from the side lines as you slid across the training grounds. It was set up like a city—tall buildings and narrowed alleys.

You forced yourself up and around hearing him before you could see him—Bakugou. The crackling of his palms followed by ear ringing blasts that sent concrete flying as it crumbled. But you were ready this time—prepared. You weren’t going to lose as easily as you did last time you both fought in the gym. A large purple shield grew before you halting the giant blocks of cinder. You could see him following close behind. His narrowed red eyes locked onto you as he blasted himself through the air toward you.

You dug your heels into the ground keeping on of your palms in a fist as the other began swiping the air and Bakugou for a moment faltered as those blocks of cinder were repelled back at him. Each one that touched your forcefield became like a bullet for you to send back. One clipped his foot and sent him hurtling through the air and into one of the building windows. You grinned dropping your shield and booking it in the opposite direction to put some space between you two.

Again you heard him before you could see him and he was angry. A large blast was aimed directly at your back giving a quick glance over your shoulder to see his crazed face half blocked by his fizzling out stretched palm as it emitted a force that sent you flying forward. Your ears rang and lungs burned but you needed to save yourself from the fall—thats what does the most damage in these fights. Bakugou knows Aizawa won’t let him ever use his blast as a full force so he relies on the shockwave to damage his opponents. The tips of your fingers found themselves mid air and a purple bubble formed around you, shattering the minute it hit the ground and taking the impact of your fall as you clambered back onto your feet to face him.

He came to land harshly on his feet before you. His cheeks pulled into a snarl as his eyes found yours. Bakugou loved being able to battle you because it gave him the opportunity to prove what a weakling you were. That quirk of yours frustrated him—what a waste on someone like you. He dug his heels in and raised his palm up seeing your eyebrows hitch in slight panic. You readied yourself—you had been preparing, spending countless days with the others training your forcefield to become more resilient and now was the moment to see if it had worked.

Crackles—thats what could be heard as his palm sparked and fizzled. You touched the tips of your fingers together and readied the moment to deploy your field—not too early not too—

Buzz!

Your shoulders instinctively dropped at the sound of the buzzer going off. Immediately you found Bakugou’s eyes and he looked pissed. His jaw tight as his teeth gritted against one another watching his classmates—girls mainly run to your side and cheer for you. You survived five minutes in hell with Bakugou—more than anyone has today. Kirishima almost got his hand on Bakugou’s shoulder to soften the blow that he tied with you but the seething blonde swatted it away and stomped off.

Kirishima rolled his eyes and made his way over to you with a smile. A smile that made you feel warm all over—though so did the adrenaline and sweat. He gave a big toothy grin and placed his hand on your shoulder instead.

“Congrats! You’ve officially survived Bakugou!” His words made you giggle and you just shrugged your sore muscles with a hum seeing the blonde stomping off to the changing rooms.

What a sore loser.

…

“Hey Y/N, you’re coming to Mirio’s party right?” Ururaka’s voice pulled you from your lunch as you looked up to find her.

“Oh yeah—Mina mentioned it. I have tons of homework so i’ll see!” You replied and this time Kirishima chimed in again.

“Aw man you have to come! He throws the best parties!” He whined and you smiled with another shrug—too nervous to speak sometimes with him.

You went to respond but the ping of your phone caught your attention more than Kirishima did. You pulled it out and couldn’t help the small grin stretching on your lips. One that didn’t go unnoticed by some of your friends who had picked up on your almost constant texting with someone.

DynamightX has sent you a message!…

DynamightX: how’d your training go?

XAmethysta_: no hi? How was your day?

DynamightX: its only 1pm days barely started

DynamightX: why would i ask

You snorted at his reason.

XAmethysta_: doesn’t matter lol. Training went good

XAmethysta_: remember that guy that beat me up I tied with him.

DynamightX: bout time was sick of listening to ya complain

You rolled your eyes ready to reply when your name was called pulling your attention away and back to your friends quickly switching your phone off.

“Your quirk has gotten a lot stronger (Y/N)” Midoryia this time was speaking to you and you nodded.

“Yeah well it’s all thanks to you guys helping me train! Kirishima especially!” You nudged Kirishima with your shoulder making his cheeks tinge pink as he scratched his neck.

Bakugou’s brows twitched at Izuku’s comment on your quirk but he kept his attention on his phone waiting for the reply—your reply. But it never came and he huffed sticking his phone back into his pocket. He turned his attention back to you and felt his stomach turn off his lunch before him.

Tied—of all people he tied with you.

“What about your invisibility thing? Would that not be useful?” Midoryia continued and you shrugged picking at your food.

“Yeah but I don’t really have a handle on it. It takes a lot of mental effort and even the smallest break in my concentration nulls it but! I’ll be the best hero when I get control of it” You replied and of course Midoryia was busy scribbling this into his note book.

Bakugou scoffed at your response—you? The best hero, please. You only tied today because he ran out of time any longer and he would have smoked your ass. He was going to be the best hero.

“If it wasn’t for that timer i would have kicked your ass” His voice cleared the chattering table and made your face immediately turned sour, finding his eyes.

“Yeah? How about a rematch to prove it” Your fingers curled into your palms. Bakugou’s own palms warmed as his lips twisted.

“Don’t need to already beat your ass the last time—charity work done for the year” charity work?—he calls turning you black and blue charity work!.

Immediately you were on your feet. Your chair screeching back and falling with a thud as your hands slammed onto the lunch table. Bakugou was just as quick huffing over his lunch as you both glared at each other.

“You—Your such an asshole! Seriously what is your problem?!” You snapped and he only grinned, getting a kick out of winding you up so much. He hadn’t even noticed the plastic beneath him smoking.

“Umm—guys maybe cool your jets? Everyones starin” Kaminari piped up and you glanced round seeing a few other tables of onlookers.

“Kaminari is right! It’s very rude and immature of you both! Think of our class reputation” Iida’s scolding was the straw that broke both your backs.

Both you and Bakugou grumbled a ‘whatever’ before storming off in opposite directions away from the lunch hall. Both wanting to get as far as you two could from each other. The rest of the table just relaxed their tensed bodies and began small chatter until Mineta spoke up.

“Those two should really just get it over with and hook up” His words made everyone’s eyes widen and Kirishima choke.

“Wh-what? What is that even meant to mean!” Mina asked shocked—this was weird even for him.

“C’mon guys! Its so obvious the tension between them!” His snotty voice made them all roll their eyes and disagree.

“Yeah, tension from wanting to kill each other, not—not hook up!” Kaminari exclaimed and Mineta shrugged.

“Mmh—well, when it happens don’t say I didn’t call it” Mina chucked a rolled up tissue to stick to his head at his response.

Seriously? You and Bakugou hooking up?.

…

You groaned as you stared down at the homework sheets in front of you. Pen long forgotten beside you, fingers grasping at the hair close to your scalp with a defeated sigh. You were horrible at this subject. It had been literal hours since you first sat at your desk to try and get it done—no way you would be going to that party if this wasn’t done.

Ding!

The sound of your phones notification made you perk up, wondering when you had taken it off silence from its discarded location in a nook above you. You grabbed at it and swiped up seeing a familiar name across your screen.

DynamightX has sent you a message!

DynamightX: oi u dead or somethin?

XAmethysta_: why? Would u miss me if i was?

Bakugou sat with his back against his head board and snorted. What a dumb question—obviously? If you died people would miss you—maybe that included him. You instead sunk back in your seat and scrolled up remembering

DynamightX: nah be glad to get rid of you. Headache u are.

XAmethysta_: rude. I’ll just go back to ignoring u then.

DynamightX: no u won’t. Whats got ya so busy from replying to me earlier.

Your lips curled into a small smile. One thing this boy hates is being left on read.

XAmethysta_: homework like loads of it.

Bakugou snorted—homework? Seriously, for almost four hours?.

DynamightX: homework? You can’t be that dumb.

XAmethysta_: dumb?! I’m not dumb i just have a lot of it plus its my worst subject :p

DynamightX: send me a photo see if i can help u add 2 and 2 together.

You rolled your eyes at his teasing and pulled your camera up, snapping a quick photo and hitting send not even realising the U.A symbol that you forgot to crop out. You both still hadn’t shared much of your personal lives together—even though you talked so much. You both sort of set up unconfirmed boundaries—no names, locations all those things.

Bakugou sat up in his bed with a jolt as he stared at the symbol of his school on your homework sheet. You went to his school—you. He could have walked by you in the hall, lined up for lunch beside you. You could even be in his class!. He scanned the photo for any other hints of who you could be but nothing, just the back of a wooden desk and that sheet.

He had done this exact homework earlier. He got up from his bed and moved towards his desk pulling the sheet from his book-bag and laying it on his own desk—hesitant.

DynamightX: u have all week y u trying to do it tonight?

Would you be going?—To the party. He wanted to know.

XAmethysta_: becuzzzz i have a party tomoro! And if I don’t get it done I can’t go!

Bakugou chewed on his bottom lip feeling entirely split in two as he pulled his camera up and snapped his completed homework—finger hovering over the send button. He sighed and pressed it quickly as if it was hot to touch. It was your turn to sit up with shock as you stared at the exact copy of your homework he had just shared with you.

He goes to your school—have you passed him in the hallway? Sat near him during lunch?. You immediately began furiously typing a reply—multiple. Bakugou’s phone pinged sporadically with notifications from you.

XAmethysta_: oh my god!

XAmethysta_: we go to the same school! Omg

XAmethysta_: hey! Reply what is your name!

XAmethysta_: who r u! Pleaseee u have to tell me!

You were jittery with excitement. You hadn’t even guessed his quirk having pretty much given up and instead teasing he had no quirk but this just confirms it—well he could still be quirk-less if je wasn’t attending the hero course like you. Bakugou did not share your excitement instead he felt dread. He didn’t like a lot of people—nor did he know a lot especially those who weren’t in the hero course. Why pay attention to anyone who couldn’t keep up with himself?.

What if he already didn’t like you? What if you were someone in his class?!. The thoughts going through his mind made his nose curl and brows knit together. His phone still pinging from more messages from you. He sighed.

XAmethysta_: hellooo! You have to tell me who u r!.

DynamightX: No.

XAmethysta_: what?! What do u mean no.

DynamightX: i mean no don’t tell me ur too dumb to not know what no means.

XAmethysta_: shut up ik what no means. Why won’t u tell me.

DynamightX: u tell me who u r first.

This made your fingers halt their movement on your keyboard—suddenly feeling jittery from nerves too. You were hesitant of telling him who you were. What if he knew you? What if he didn’t like you in real life?. What if you didn’t like him?—that would be hard you liked basically everyone you knew—forgetting about that blonde boy who shares a class with you.

DynamightX: thats what I thought.

You rolled your eyes almost hearing the attitude through the screen. You puffed your cheeks with a sigh and began typing again. A new idea having popped into your head.

XAmethysta_: if u r in my year and totally not some creepy old man…

DynamightX: HOW MANY TIMES. I’M NOT SOME WIRD PERV!.

You snorted at the capital letters and spelling mistake. He hated you teasing that he was some weird old man pretending to be a student.

DynamightX: weird*

XAmethysta_: well if ur not that…I take it u know about Mirio’s party.

DynamightX: obviously

XAmethysta_: then why don’t we meet there!

It was perfect in your mind. A big party where you could get a little liquid confidence to help meet this boy and if it went bad all your friends would be there. Bakugou’s brows raised slightly at your proposition—not a bad idea for once. He quickly began typing a reply.

DynamightX: ok sounds good.

XAmethysta_: great! So who r ur friends!

He rolled his eyes—of course you would ask questions to try and figure out his identity. He didn’t want to tell you—partly because what if he didn’t like you but also what if you didn’t like him?. He was an ass. He knew his personality clashed a lot with other people but with you he didn’t feel a need to keep up the harshness so much and thats kept you around so far. Would you still stay if you met him? Especially if you were in the hero course. He is a jerk to anyone not in 1-A.

DynamightX: u can wait till the party. Hurry up n do ur homework loser

You replied back with an emoji sticking its tongue out and began to copy almost all his answers onto your sheet. You couldn’t get them all right—for sure your teacher would become suspicious at your overnight transformation in the class.

Prompt — in which you are unknowingly texting Bakugou.

Content warning —bullying, friends to lovers, drinking, smoking.

Part 4

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Today was the day of Mirios party and you were bubbling over with a mix of excitement and stomach twisting nerves. Tonight you would—hopefully meet your online friend. Your chin rested heavy in the palm of your hand—daydreaming. Present Mics loud voice lost to your ears as your mind conjured up possible scenarios of what would happen later.

Would you get along?

Would he be someone you already know?

Hes in your year, that you already know—obvious, since he had the same homework sheet but you weren’t sure what class he was in. If he was in the hero course like you or perhaps he was in the business or support courses. Your mind whizzed with endless what ifs—so much so that you barely registered the shrill sounding bell.

“Hey (Y/N), y’there?” A hand waved itself in front of your glazed eyes and you slowly blinked coming back to reality and finding Kirishima standing in front of you.

“Huh—oh hey! Sorry i was day-dreaming” He just grinned at your reason and handed you your book bag as you headed out the classroom.

“So, you looking forward to Mirio’s party?” He asked. His cheeks stretched in a big toothy smile as you both made your way to your next class.

“Oh yeah—i’m excited. Are you?” You asked feeling your cheeks warm as you kept your eyes forward—even though your attention was mostly on your online friend who you had some mixed feelings for—your feelings for Kirishima hadn’t really gone away.

It was difficult to talk to him sometimes without feeling a strange guilt—though thats assuming your online friend definitely does have feelings for you. That would be silly!.

“Oh yeah! Theres someon—something! I’m really umm—looking forward to” you couldn’t help but force your head up to see his face. His cheeks a faint pink as you found yourselves outside your next class. He scratched the back of his neck a bit embarrassed at his slip up.

You opened your mouth to question him further but then immediately shut it when a thought pushed itself to the forefront of your mind. He’s looking forward to something—someone?. Kirishima is looking forward to something happening tonight—could it be the same thing you were looking forward to?. You hadn’t even noticed your friends beginning to filter in when you were harshly shouldered and brought again back to reality—much harsher this time.

“Move outta my damn way!” His back was to you not even sparing a glance but his gruff voice made your teeth grit as you grabbed at the strap of his book bag—he only ever wore it on one shoulder and tugged it harshly making him falter back.

Bakugou spun with haste to face you. His eyes narrowed and jaw wound tight as you glared up with him just as fiercely. He reached out and shoved at your shoulder—hard, making you stumble back a bit, almost losing your balance. You immediately dropped your book bag and he followed. His palms fizzled as you brought your glowing purple fingertips together.

“You’re such a bully! No wonder no one likes you!” You snapped and he just laughed in your face.

“Yeah? Better than being a weak nerd like you. Whaddya going to do? Form a force field at me?” He feigned a frightened voice as he mocked you. His hand coming and pulling your hands apart—immediately your purple glow diminished and you gasped.

Bakugou only snorted at your suddenly worried expression as his palm continued to heat up around your wrist. Your attempts to pull out of his grip feeble no matter how much you train to become strong he had this advantage over you. His palm only grew clammier and hotter unt—

A single white wrap entangled itself around Bakugou’s arm and pulled his entire body back and away from you. You immediately found your home room teacher—Aizawa with glowing eyes and raised hair as he wrapped Bakugou’s arm completely up and dragged him to his side. His hair falling back down but his angered expression stayed.

“Bakugou, lets go and talk about a consequence for you” you grinned at the immediate drop on Bakugou’s face and couldn’t help the snicker as he began to argue his defence but was quickly shut by another wrap taping itself over his mouth.

You, however were not in the clear as Aizawa cleared his throat and gave you a pointed look, Immediately you straightened up, picked your book-bag back up and bowed your head muttering an apology.

“I would expect this from him but not from you (Y/N). Anymore of this and you’ll join him in whatever I decide is a fit repercussion” You quickly nodded in agreement and hurried into your class apologising to your teacher and taking your seat.

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Ding!

You quickly shoved your lunch into your mouth and dropped your fork upon hearing the ringer of your phone. You picked it up and smiled seeing a familiar user across your screen—immediately unlocking it.

Dynamight X is typing!…

Dynamight X has sent you a message!…

DynamightX: u still goin to that party?.

XAmethysta_: yeah ofc, r u?

DynamightX: dunno got after school detention and a stupid essay to write for Monday.

Your brows furrowed with immediate worry and you couldn’t help but focus on the disappointment settling in your stomach.

XAmethysta_: what why! What happened???

DynamightX: not important just that girl from my year again

Bakugou kept glancing up at his homeroom door—keeping an eye out for Aizawa. He was stuck in homeroom all day plus an hour after school. Aizawa also wanted a seven page essay on the effect of bullying on peers and the importance of friendships and making connections to aid in his future. His phone pinged again and he gave a quick glance to the door before peering down at his phone under the desk.

XAmethysta_: ‘our year’ im dying to know who she is. She sounds like a real piece of work

He snorted at your reply—yeah, she was a real piece of work.

DynamightX: she is anyways Ive gotta go. Ill lyk if i make it to the party.

XAmethysta_: okay!

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“Sooo (Y/N) what d’ya think is going to happen at this party tonight” Mina asked as she continued to brush her eyeshadow on. You placed the hot iron you were using on your hair down and spun round to face the rest of the girls.

Mina, Uraraka, Jirou and MoMo were all with you in Mina’s dorm to get ready. Tsu and a few other girls were up in her dorm too. You sipped at your cider and gave a half-hearted shrug—replaying what Kirishima had said earlier.

“Umm—people will be drunk?” You answered naively and Mina gave you a pointed look in the mirror. She knew of your crush on Kirishima.

“I wonder who will hook up?. Jirou totally you and Kamanari” Jirou’s face immediately tinted red as she kept her eyes on the floor.

“Well (Y/N)…” your eyes immediately found Mina’s and you shook your head as she gave you a cheeky grin.

“What about you? Hmmm—anyone on your mind recently?” She hummed and you shook your head ready to tell her off. She knew about your feelings for Kirishi-

Ding!

Your eyes left Mina’s and found your phone instead which was charging on the bed. Immediately Ururaka jumped up along with Mina and nabbed it before you could reach it. They kept you at bay as they read your notifications out loud.

“DynamightX?…who is that?” Ururaka asked and you felt your face heat up as everyone stared at you, rubbing your arm sheepishly.

“Just this boy I’ve made friends with online” almost immediately after you spoke they all bombarded you with questions.

“A boy?! What if hes some pervy old man!”

“Where is he from!?”

“Whats his name?!”

“Is he from our school? Do you like like him?”

They finally calmed themselves and waited eagerly for your answer or answers. You mulled it over in your head trying to think of where to begin and how explain it all to them—especially the part where you both are planning on meeting up at this party. You sucked in a deep breath and took a seat on the floor below you. They all immediately followed and you all grabbed your drinks as you began from the start.

…

“So where is he!?” Mina yelled over the loud music and you just shrugged lazily. She only rolled her eyes before grabbing your arm and pointing over to where all your other friends had gathered.

You both made your way over to them and found some seats. Kirishima made room and Mina gave you a not so subtle shove forward to take the spot beside him, however as soon as you did he stood up and announced he was grabbing a drink.

“Mina d’ya want to come with? You don’t have a drink” Kirishima offered and she looked to you before nodding immediately.

“Yeah, (Y/N) i’ll get yours!” You told her what you wanted and she went off with Kirishima. You looked around at the party. It was packed—pretty much everyone from every year and classes were here. You couldn’t help but search the crowds wondering who could be your online friend.

Was it really Kirishima?.

Or was it someone else? What if it is Mineta?!. You hoped not and decided it couldn’t be. Your eyes staying on the huge crowd.

“Bakugou! You came!” Kirishima called as he and Mina rejoined the group. She handed you your drink which you immediately pursed your lips after taking a sip—how strong did she make this?.

Bakugou gave you all a once over with a grumble. His eyes immediately found you and he scowled reaching a pointed finger—tensed ready to jab it into your thick skull when Kirishima wrapped his arm around his shoulders and dragged him off to the kitchen to grab a beer. You shook his reaction off—definitely wanted to tell you off for getting him a detention and instead allowed yourself to be dragged up and off to the dance floor with a few of the girls, surrounded by endless others with loud music pumping around you ultimately you soon forgot about your online friend as you knocked your drink back

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“(Y-Y/N)! T-The boy! Your on-online friend” Ururaka hiccuped as she spun round from the bathroom mirror to you. Mina almost immediately came to life at her words—previously slumped over the bath which was no longer clean.

It had been hours—literally. Since you had checked your phone having forgot—how could you forget?! Stupid. You wanted to enjoy as much as the party as you could. thinking about meeting him was making you nervous—what if it was awkward? Or you already knew each other?. You clumsily fished your phone from your pocket again and swiped up seeing a bunch of texts from him. Your legs almost buckled when the found the back of the toilet seat lid as you sat down and tried deciphering his words through blurred vision. He had sent a message almost every hour—every hour?! What time was it?.

DynamightX: oi when we meeting?

DynamightX: u too busy with the party?

DynamightX: ok seriously have u got wasted? Not like u to not reply.

DynamightX: whatever knew u wld back out last minute.

That was his last text—twenty minutes ago. You immediately began typing a hurried reply as Mina slumped back over the bath and Ururaka tried telling you what to say as she tried to read the texts. Your words were misspelled and horribly spaced but hopefully he understood.

XAmethysta_: noo srory i jst got like caerrid away. Wri

XAmethysta_: wru?

Bakugou was downstairs in the kitchen as it was the least populated. Everyone had had their fill and stayed put on the dance floor. His two friends Kirishima and Kaminari stayed by his side, trying to snoop onto his phone as he texted you back. A bit annoyed. He didn’t really drink tonight too worried about meeting you and not wanting to embarrass himself to being somewhat sober around his wasted friends was extra annoying.

“Yo! Did you guys s-see me with Jirou?!” Kaminari grinned big and cheesy as he kept his eyes on her. She was dancing with Momo.

“Yeah dude totally wicked!” Kirishima grinned back as he stayed close to Bakugou trying to peek over his shoulder.

“Bakugou seriously who ate you tex—“ Kirishima was cut off.

“What about you Kiri dude. Y-You told Mina yet?” Kamanari stuttered and watched his red headed friend’s face turn the same colour. Kirishima immediately began trying to usher out a response.

“Wh-what? No. She’s been with her friends all night man. I haven’t had a chance” He said with a sigh.

“Dude look! Shes back down from the bathroom. C’mon tell her now” kaminari pointed over to the three of you coming downstairs. His drink sloshing over the edge of his cup and onto Bakugou.

“Oi dunce face watch it!” The blonde scowled as he shoved him away and stormed off out the back.

You all joined the two boys in the kitchen—not seeing Bakugou or where he stormed off to. Kirishima immediately finding small talk with Mina as you checked you phone seeing another message from him.

DynamightX: come out back to the side of the house.

That almost sobered you up. Your stomach twisting as you replied with an affirmative and glanced at Ururaka. You just pointed to your phone and then to the back door. She gave you a big smile and rapidly nodded her head. You just gave a small smile back and grabbed your drink, knocking it back and making your way out.

You stumbled out. Your head snapping in every direction as you tried to spot who it could be. There were a few stragglers out back—not even a handful all cooped up near the back door and deck area. Your fingers picked at each other as you continued walking around to the side of the house coming to a harsh stop when you spotted him—Bakugou.

What was he doing here?.

His head snapped up to you and immediately his brows furrowed and eyes narrowed into a sour expression. He just tsked his tongue and turned his attention back to his phone, leaning against the wall ignoring you for once. You just slumped down onto your butt against the wall and pulled your own phone out—ready to text him when a very annoying and familiar voice called out to you—rather rudely.

“Oi! Beat it” His growled tone made your skin warm. He was always so rude—what for?.

“I’m m-meeting someone so you b-beat it!” You hiccuped back and he just barked out a laugh.

“Yeah? What some boy? As if anyone would want to get with you!” His remark didn’t have its usual reaction from you. Instead of getting angry and wanting to snap back your eyes stung and nose felt runny.

You just stumbled up on weak knees and turned fully to face him feeling your eyes get wet as he glared back at you. His expression never faltering—great you’re a cry baby too. You chewed ok your lip and decided against replying to him. You did not want to give him anymore satisfaction and instead focused your attention back onto your phone.

XAmethysta_: i’m here wru?

You didn’t even register Bakugou’s phone pinging.

DynamightX: ur clearly not cuz im also here.

He, however noticed your phone’s ping.

His stomach dropped deep down to below his feet—was that possible? For a stomach to go so low. He immediately texted you again and looked over seeing you reply and hearing the notification. He began shaking his head—silently. Bakugou was too stunned to speak. His mouth dry and throat thick.

You were slower at noticing. Of course you’d be slower—you were drunk. You looked up and around to see where he could be—DynamightX when you found Bakugou looking at you with a horrified expression. He’s never looked at you like that before? This was new. You rolled your eyes ignoring the brute and texted him again—immediately though this time looking up to see if you could see him but all you heard was..

Ping!…

Your brain worked slower than Bakugou’s. The thoughts that soon became entangled did so slowly as you glanced down at his lit up phone and back to his face. It slowly dawned on you. The same expression he wore on his face—you now mirrored. Your heart was in your throat as you felt your stomach twist with sick.

“N-No—y-you can’t be him” the way you said it was full of disgust. Bakugou—Bakugou was DynamightX? Your friend—who you confided in, joked with, teased, laughed, vented—everything! For the past months was Bakugou?.

Bakugou didn’t say anything. He just began walking storming by you so quickly but unlike usual—unlike in the halls of your school where he would shove, bump and trip wherever and whenever he could. Bakugou avoided even coming close to your body. You couldn’t help what you did next—maybe you could but you were blaming it on the alcohol and the need to know it was true. You swivelled round and grabbed at his hand but he was just as quick and ripped it from your grasp and pushed onwards.

He made his way back into the kitchen and barged through his friends with you trailing behind—shocking a lot of your friends. Except Ururaka who slapped Mina’s arm as she pointed to the both of you. The two girls even in their intoxication coming to the same conclusion and immediately tried to follow your lath through the sea of people still on the dance floor.

Bakugou rushed out the front door and kept his eyes forward. He ignored your calls as you continued to chase him. His palms hot and clammy followed by an uneasy stomach and an even more upset mind. He kept going until a purple shield formed itself abruptly in his path causing him to falter and almost trip. It dissolved as quick as it formed and he sighed—feeling heavy in his chest as he turned his body slightly and looked over his shoulder at you.

You were crying. He had never seen you cry before.

He didn’t know how to feel about it.

His fingers found his hair in frustration as he fully turned to face you this time and sighed heavily once more.

“Stop—theres no point” thats all he had to say?. You began spouting words in response before you could even think any of them through.

“Stop? Thats it? I-I.—we’ve been talking for months. We were—are friends. I—theres clearly a different side to you!” Your words even made you cringe but you couldn’t help it. He—Bakugou was your friend online. You had spent so much time talking together—to the point where you could have developed feelings for him—of all people.

Of all people it could have been it had to be him.

Bakugou just ignored your words and turned back around giving you one last glance over his shoulder.