Neighbours (Kacchako)

A drunken act

Saturday/ ??? / 09:34

Beep beep beep beep

- Mmh..

The brunette's half awake arm searched around for the blaring alarm that woke her up.

Beep beep be-

- Shuuusshhhhh, my head hurtssss. Complained Uraraka while adjusting her eyes to the little light there was in the room.

- What time is it..? Mina ? Called out Uraraka rubbing her face.

- 'Cheeks, keep it down.. grumbled Bakugo laying next to her trying to bring more of the bed's blanket on his side.

- Sorry Bakugo.. Wait. BAKUGO??! Yelped the girl in shock. She blushed furiously and pushed him off the bed with her foot.

- What the-!? Pink Cheeks ! Shouted back a now seriously annoyed blondie.

He stood back up crankyly while pressing onto the bed for support, he was shirtless with a pair of grey sweatpants loosely hanging from his hips. Bakugo was like the spawn of Aphrodiate sprinkled with a similar attitude as Ares, Uraraka didn't have to wonder anymore to why he became a model.

- Watch it Round Face, you're drooling on my bed sheets. Smirked Bakugo brushing his hand through his hair.

He knew what he was doing and it was messing with Uraraka's head..or it possibly could be the beginning of her horrible hang over

- Bakugo... why am I wearing your shirt, in your bed..with you ? Asked Uraraka wearily as she awaited his answer.

- You don't remember ? Questioned Bakugo avoiding his neighbour's eyes as he searched through his closet for a clean shirt.

- N-No.. shyly answered Uraraka trying hard to recall the previous night. I just remember dancing with Mina, drinking.. a lot. And then you-

The girl stopped mid sentence and looked at the blondie's back muscles move as he slipped on his "Just Do It." T-shirt.

- I ? He said nudging Uraraka to continue.

- I don't..know. She said looking away again.

Bakugo slumped down on the bed next to her. A soft smile covered his face.

- Well I can't say I'm not offended, 'Cheeks. I had even promised you I'd make that night unforgettable. I'll just have to do better next time.

Another wave of heat rushed to Uraraka's face. Ideas of what could've happened yesterday evening were flying from one corner of her brain to the other.

Was it possible that she got so drunk, her want to kiss Bakugo again tripled and ended up with her acting on her impulses??

Her lips tingled at the thought of their shared kiss from the party. The brunette looked at Bakugo who was already staring at her as if trying to read her most inner thoughts.

She felt vulnerable all of sudden.

She had not a single clue to what happened to her. But he knew. He knew everything while she stayed in the dark. Mixed feelings and needs clashed. Logic and heart fought for control.

Without realising, Uraraka's unsettled expression plastered her face, this made Bakugo clear his throat while standing up.

- Nothing happened. He said slowly, making sure she listened to each of his words. You and Mina got really drunk, Jiro offered to bring her back home and well.. since we're neighbours, it made sense for me to be the one to drive you back to the apartment.

Uraraka hung to every syllable he pronounced.

- And since you, I presume, left your keys in your hand bag which is with Mina. He said eyeing the girl who turned red a little at that notion. I didn't really have a choice. I brought you over to my place.

- Right.. well why am I in your clothes then ? Asked Uraraka realising the tension in her sentence.

- You'd be embarrassed if I told you. The blondie smiled innocently.

- Did we..?

Bakugo's red eyes moved to Uraraka, still sitting on his bed, in his clothes, hair a complete mess with a flushed expression on her face.

Get your shit together!  He thought to himself.

- No. Bakugo finally answered.

- Oh. I mean- That's- but why..the clothes ? Managed the brunette fidgeting with the black shirt she was wearing.

- You puked on yourself. And me. Said Bakugo keeping a straight face.

Uraraka momentarily died, came back to life and wished she could die again. She had puked on her hot, model and possible crush... She buried herself in his pillow and laid on her stomach keeping her face hidden.

- I told you you'd be embarrassed. Chuckled Bakugo.

- Leave me aloooonneee... whined Uraraka wanting to disappear into the depth of the blondie's bed.

- Why ? Are you disappointed that we didn't do it ?

Uraraka jumped up from where she laid and flung the pillow to his head.

- OI ! The blond model yelled receiving a full force blow to the face.

- Dumbass ! Shouted back Uraraka as she rushed out of his room.

She didn't have her clothes, she was locked out of her apartment and the guy she liked was a royal asshole who didn't know when to keep quiet and how his words affected her more than she wished.

- Uraraka ! Bakugo's voice resonated from behind her, she ran to the bathroom and locked herself in. She crashed to the floor, hugging herself.

- Cheeks..- I mean Uraraka.. I'm sorry. That was shitty of me to say. Bakugo said outside the bathroom door.

No reply came from her.

- Uraraka..?

Little sniffling sounds echoed through the apartment. Bakugo felt a shiver spread through his body. She was crying..because of him. He wanted to punch himself.

After a moment, the lock quietly clicked opened.

The brunette pushed the door slowly, keeping her stare away from his eyes.

- Can I use your phone..? I need to make a call and get my keys back. Half whispered the girl.

Bakugo wanted to take her in his arms and apologise again and again but decided it was best to do as she asks. He nodded and went to get his phone.

Uraraka made the call, Mina was on her way.

When her pink haired friend arrived, the brunette said nothing to Bakugo. Simply left to her own apartment leaving behind her regretful blond neighbour.