He's Perfect | Bakudeku

Chapter Five: Oblivious

   S-Sorry for such a short chapter last time... >//<

Izuku's POV

 H-H-He called me adorable?!

  Bakugo moved his gaze to stare into Izuku's eyes. The green haired teen let out a small sqeak and he saw Bakugo bite his lip.

"K-Kacchan.." Izuku said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Shut the hell up, Deku," Bakugo growled as he pushed the smaller boy away, a faint shade of pink dusting his cheeks.

   Izuku flinched and looked down at the ground. A million thoughts where whirring through his mind. Why did he bite his lip? He looked like he wanted to say something...  W-Was I doing something to t-t-turn him o-

   The boy was snapped out of his inner rambling by Bakugo dragging him to the back room. Izuku then remembered the incident he had with his previously injured hand and knew Bakugo was going to tend to his "wounds" again.

Bakugo's POV

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, KATSUKI?! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING STARING AT HIM AND THINKING ABOUT-

"Kacchan," Deku spoke. "U-Um.."

"What now?" The blonde snapped.

"Don't worry about my hand. Let me go finish washing the dishes."

"Hell no. Leave 'em there, I'll do 'em tomorrow."

"Please?"

"No, dumbass. You're gonna fucking whine about your hand again."

"I won't. I'll go home if you don't want me here."

  Bakugo stopped and whipped around. "I never said I didn't want you here." His grip tightened around the green haired boy's wrist. "And you're not going home alone."

    Izuku had a faint blush on his cheeks as he nodded.

(After Bakuboi is done being a mom and helping Deku's boo-boo...)

Izuku's POV

  Bakugo ordered Izuku to sit and stay out of his way as he finished cleaning up. Izuku agreed and he waited for the blonde boy as he drummed his fingers on the table.

  Suddenly, Bakugo emerged (from Hell) from the back of the coffee shop.

"Kacchan owes me tea..." Izuku pouted.

"Tch.. whatever.. I ain't turning the coffee machine back on to make that shit.. Just do it yourself." He grumbled.

The green-haired boy sighed. "But it won't taste the same.."

  He felt Bakugo grab his arm and yank him up out of his chair. "Fine, damn it! I'll make it! Just fucking go home already! I'll do it when we get there, loser!" He dragged Izuku out of the café.

Bakugo's POV

  Idiot.. Making me do this shit for him.. he thought as the locked the door. He turned and felt something drop on his head.

"Haaaah?!"

(*cough* Ahem! ZaCk- Insignificant_Knight AhEm-)

"Gah!" Izuku sqeaked. Bakugo saw him look up to the sky as a few more droplets fell. "Kacchan, look at the clouds!" He giggled.

  The blonde followed the smaller boy's gaze and scowled. The clouds where dark and gray, which promised stormy weather. It suddenly started to pour and Bakugo flinched at the feeling of cold water on his face.

  He looked over at Izuku who was still facing the sky with his eyes closed and a pink blush dusting his cheeks.

   Bakugo couldn't help but grin a little. That nerd looked so oblivious.