𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 〆 𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐅𝐈𝐂

02 STUDYING WITH BAKUGOU

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5:15 pm

Sighing softly, you click out of your messages and set your phone down, stepping off of your bed and towards your dresser. You pull open the first drawer and immediately grab a black lounge tank and a pair of black sweatpants. You slam the drawer shut and take off your pajamas, tossing them to the side to be found later when you return. It was true lounge tanks were truly not your thing, but you had to wear them because of how warm your quirk made you. Similar to Bakugou and Todoroki, you were naturally warmer than most. And wearing sleeved shirts was also a waste of money because more than likely you would burn the sleeves off by accident, as it happened multiple times when you sneezed, got flustered, or frightened. You couldn't really continue to waste your money on buying new shirts, you had other necessities you had to buy.

Hastily, you rush to grab your phone, pencil case, and textbooks before exiting your dorm and the female section of the second floor dormitories. You were the only female on that floor for some odd reason, and you were directly in front of Midoriya's dorm. You knew they placed students on the same floor as others for specific purposes, such as Kirishima and Bakugou. Kirishima was the only person Bakugou trusted, and he was most comfortable around him, hence why their dorms were right beside each other. It was probably for the best that they were together anyways, seeing as they helped each other grow tremendously in their first year.

You enter the elevator and press the button for the fourth floor, patiently waiting for the elevator to take you to your destination. You silently drum your fingers against your textbook, tapping your feet lightly against the floor. You feel the elevator and let out a silent ding, signaling that you reached your destination. You patiently wait for the doors to open, bolting for the male dormitories once the elevator reveals itself to the fourth floor.

The textbooks jostle in your hands as you speedily walk towards Bakugou's dorm, but you only glance at the doors you pass, looking for Bakugou's. Finally, you find it. A plain black sign with white writing spelling "Bakugou."

Shifting your supplies to your left arm, you use your right hand and knock twice before clutching your supplies with both hands. Bakugou hated constant knocking, those sounds irritated him easily. One time Kaminari had been drumming his nails absentmindedly on his desk for a couple of minutes, and Bakugou had been gritting his teeth so hard you were sure he was going to chip one of his teeth. He also blew up the papers on his desk, scaring the entire class.

It wasn't the greatest experience.

Bakugou opens the door, and you cock your brow. "So, are you going to let me in?"

He scoffs and widens his door, exposing the inside of his room. You remember how in your first year Bakugou let nobody enter his room, and now you understood why. The hot-headed Katsuki Bakugou had an entire bookshelf of romance novels.

"What the hell?"

"Shut up."

Turning back to face Bakugou, you see the tips of his ears are red. His face still holds his signature scowl, but instead of looking at you he glares at the ground. You giggle and shake your head, causing Bakugou to look up at you.

"What the fuck are you laughing about Hot N' Cold Bitch?" He crosses his arms over his chest, puffing out his chest.

You smirk and say, "Nothing, Grenada. I think it's nice that you have a soft side to you. Makes you less intimidating."

His eye twitches and he grits his teeth. "I am not soft!"

Internally shaking your head you decide to agree with him, setting your supplies down on his table before sitting down. You open your notebook and pull out your homework sheets.