Stupid Bunny. (Bakugo's Demise.)

✨Chapter 47✨

"Kat, why don't we go to my dorm?" You asked him, but it was too late as you were already on his floor in his hallway.

Why suggest that now?

He thought you were an idiot.
"Dumbass, we're already on my floor."

"And you don't have condoms in there."

"HUH?"
You gasp, but shortly cut off by Katsuki shoving you into his dorm to silence your reaction to that.

Your brows furrowed, turning to face him.
"I may not have protection in my room, but I definitely do ha-"

Your phone buzzed in your bag, loudly at that.
"Handcuffs?"
You finished pulling the device out and taking a look at it.

"Ohh, it's an alarm. I need to go downstairs."
You said, looking up to him.

"Hah? An alarm for what?"
He asked, turning as you were now walking past him towards the door.

"Gotta take my pills Katty- O."

He was expecting something way cooler than pills, but that sounded oddly suspicious as you reached the elevator.

And he wondered what that meant, but would soon find out. And he had all night to ask you, so there was no rush.

But he was about to say something as the elevator door dinged.
Only to be interrupted.

You made your way to the kitchen, grabbing a glass from the cabinet and fishing through your bag to find the pastelized container for your medicine.

He put a hand to the counter, watching you put the case onto the marble and click it open.

At first he thought nothing of it, until you took the packaging out. And it wasn't just regular allergy medication.

Each was a different color for every day of the week. He could see from his spot that those days were also numbered on the side of the tin packaging.

"It's monday, right?"
You asked him.

He nodded. "Yup."

He waited to ask.. His curiosity getting the best of him.

You fumbled with the back of the packaging. It being your worst nightmare that you sometimes couldn't poke your nail through the tinfoil in the back.

Katsuki continued to stare, before blurting,
"I didn't know you were on birth control?"

That seemed like it might be something vital to know. Why wouldn't you tell him?

You were confused, looking down to the medication. "Huh? Birth control?"

You even had a stylized casing for it.

"That's what it looks like."

You finally got it open, popping the pill to your mouth and taking a sip of water.
Your brows furrowed. The idea hadn't ever been brought up.
And it only now just occured to you, your mom has been giving you birth control without the packaging.

"How long you been taking those?"
He asked. Not too bothered you didn't tell him, but wishing you would have.

You analyzed the packaging. And that is exactly what birth control looks like.
The days of the week, the coloured pills.
All of the words written on it to tell you when to take it and how to start.

"Like.. A month or something ago?"
It hadn't been too terribly long. But time seemed to go by so utterly slow.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me?"