Your Ship WILL Sail (BNHA)

Bakugo x Uraraka

Before we start: do you ship it?

BAKUGO'S POV

I don't know why, but every time that stupid nerd comes within a few feet of Uraraka I get pissed. More than usual. I can't stand watching him laugh with her. He doesn't deserve her. I turn my gaze away from Deku, the anger inside me dying down as I stare at Uraraka. Her smile could melt anyone's heart, even a grinch like myself.

"Dude, are you staring at Uraraka?" I feel my face heat up ever so slightly as I tear my gaze away, staring at Kirishima.

"THE FUCK? OF COURSE NOT!" Kaminari smiles, a mischievous look overtaking him.

"Bakugo likes Uraraka! Bakugo likes Uraraka!" He sings, squealing as I slam my hands on the table, creating an explosion that shuts him up. The cafeteria goes silent, the whole world staring at me. Including Uraraka, who's suddenly standing. I stare back at her, her eyes wide with terror, my heart heavy with regret. She suddenly turns and runs out of the cafeteria, tears falling from her eyes. I tch, shoving past Kaminari and storming out of the cafeteria after her.

URARAKA'S POV

Deku and I are sitting together, saving a seat for Iida next to us.

"Wanna play truth or dare?" Deku asks, taking a bite of his sushi. I smile, nodding.

"Truth or dare?" He pauses for a moment, then mumbles through his food.

"Truth."

"Aww, no fun!" I pout, crossing my arms. "Hmm..." I narrow my eyes, bringing my hand to my face as I think of a good question. "Why are you so green? Was your dad a bush or something?"

"A bush that can breathe fire?"

"Oh." We both start laughing, Deku almost choking on his sushi. That only makes me laugh more, my face turning red from me not breathing.

"Okay, okay. Your turn." Deku gasps out, his face just as red as mine. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth!"

"Now who's no fun?"

"Hey, you didn't do dare, I'm not going to do dare!" We both chuckle, the normal color returning to our faces.

"Okay, fine. Do you have a crush?" I freeze, my heart fluttering in my chest. I bite my bottom lip, glancing at Bakugo, who's yelling at Kirishima. I return my gaze to Deku, shaking my head innocently. I know he likes me; he doesn't have to know I like his childhood... bully? Friend? I don't really know what they are.

"Come on, Uraraka, you have to like someone!" I shrug, poking at my food. My appetite suddenly gone.

"Bakugo likes Uraraka, Bakugo likes Uraraka!" When I hear Kaminari singing that I look up from my food, trying not to seem too interested, but my heart can't stop fluttering. Does he really like me? Bakugo looks angrier than usual. He stands up, slamming his fiery palms onto the table and creating an explosion loud enough to silence Kaminari and the rest of the cafeteria. I stand up in surprise, fighting off the tears building up in my eyes. We make eye contact, which only brings more tears. He hates me. I can't stay here, there are too many people, too many eyes. I have to get out.

BAKUGO'S POV

Uraraka has run down the hallway, finding a restroom and slamming the door behind her. I quicken my pace, gently knocking on the door. I can hear her attempting to silence her sobs as she leans against the door.