#hch4

"It took a couple days after they returned from their internships to realize he’d normalized Bakugou singling him out to make his intent on beating him to the ground known. But it took an extra day to come to terms with the realization that he’d thought about what makes for a good war declaration while waiting in line for bubble tea."

“Hey, you! Frostbite!”

“…”

“HEY! HEY, I’M TALKIN’ TO YOU, YA BASTARD!!”

“…”

“GIVE ME THOSE! TRYNA IGNORE ME, HUH? WELL, NOT SO FA—”

Shink.

“OH, WANNA PLAY, THEN?! COME AT ME!! BRING IT ON, ICE PRINCE!”

Ka-boom.

“You.”

“LOOK ME IN THE EYE, WHITE CHRISTMAS!! NOWHERE TO RUN! AN’ NOW?! NOTHIN’ TO HIDE BEHIND! YOU’RE GONNA PAY THE HELL ATTENTION TO ME!!”

“You blew up my earbuds.”

“WHAT, YOU BLIND OR SOMETHIN’?? NEEDA REPEAT IT TO MAKE SENSE IN THAT DAMN HEAD O’ YOURS?! I AIN’T LETTIN’ YOU GET AWAY CUZ IT’S TIME TO GET FREAKIN’ SERIOUS!!”

“No.”

“NO?? THAT ALL YA GOTTA SAY, HUH?! THEN, GUESS IT’S MY TUR—”

“Fine. The longer we stand here by the entrance of the classroom, the more likely you’re going to be late.”

“WHAT SCHOOL DIDJA EVEN GO TO?? WHAT WORLD, HUH?? YOU’RE GONNA BE FREAKIN’ LATE, TOO, ICE PRINCE! DUH! OR DIDJA FORGET?!”

“Corusan Middle. I graduated with top marks. I didn’t even need to show up on time. Or at all. Nothing ever went on my record, Bakugou. This incident won’t, either. But it will go on yours. The property damage, this poor excuse of a blockade. Unless you let me in.”

“…”

“…”

Pop-pop-pop.

“Spare me.”

“Get the hell outta my face, you bastard.”

“Thank you.”

“Bakugou.”

“Icyhot bastard.”

“Tch. I will delight in crashing into you next time you try something as stupid as refusing to get out of my way.”

“My note. You got it? Right?”

“Yes, you helpfully signed it.”

“And you burned it? Right??”

“Yeah, I was there.”

“Tomorrow? You’re dead. Cuz I’ll be the one crushing you, your ice, your flames, all of it.”

“Goodbye, Bakugou.”