ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ 𐀔 "For your dreams, lightswitch."
𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 a nightmare-ish girl and an explosive boy try not to kill each other as they become heroes in their own stubborn ways and... lovers? What the fuck?
slowburn katsuki bakugo x teasing!oc
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𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭-𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬
A lunch break sounded heavenly to the indigo-haired girl, and she was one of the few who took advantage of it while in the waiting room. Most others were either in the cafeteria or taking a deserved break elsewhere.
Asumi happily pulled open the fridge door and grabbed the can with a big "ASUMI" scribbled on the side in bulky Sharpie. Another yawn escaped her lips as she shut the door, using her other hand to try to pop the energy drink open.
Frustrated that it didn't work after a few tries, she dug her keys out from her stuff and brought them over to the center of the room near one of the tables. She stabbed a hole in the top—not the best idea, but it worked.
She set the can down to take a sip, only for her eyes to fly toward the door as it slammed open. Bakugo came storming in, not even sparing a glance her way. The usual.
She merely leaned against the wall, sipping her drink as he rummaged through the fridge.
"Do you have to slurp your heart-killer so loud?" he snapped, slamming the fridge door shut and grabbing a bottle of water.
"Do you have to throw a tantrum during my lunch period?" she retorted, earning a scoff in response.
Her attention turned to the brightly colored can in her hand. "And what did you call this? A heart-killer?" She snickered. "Didn't realize you cared so much about health drinks."
Bakugo shot back, "I don't plan on being defeated by some lousy drink."
She didn't reply but mockingly tilted her head. He wasn't wrong, but would she admit that? Of course not.
Instead, she took another sip and pushed off the wall. "What a way to go."
An imaginary tick mark appeared above his head.
"I'd die drinking this. They're pretty good," Asumi continued, just to be a jerk, walking out of the room before Bakugo could bury her six feet under with his glare.
It was no use in the end—he followed her, determined not to let her have the last word. His stomps were quite evident as he stormed after her. Asumi bit back a grin as they strode quickly through the hall.
"Do you hear yourself? Look at what's in it!" Bakugo ranted.
She blinked in surprise when he reached over and snatched the can from her hand, but had no time to process the theft as he started reading off the ingredients while they walked.
"And look at how much sugar is in this. Twenty-seven grams. You're basically maxed out for the day," he fumed, continuing to surprise her with every word. Who knew he was such a health freak?
"Eighty milligrams of taurine," he said angrily. "Do you know how much taurine is recommended a day?"
Asumi stared ahead as they continued their fast-paced, almost angry walk, shoulder to shoulder. "I bet you're going to tell me."
