Smile | B.Katsuki

•• Chapter 60 ••

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I don't hate everything. It's now just a very strong dislike, like I hate needles but vaccines are great. I have a very strong dislike for this fucking world.

I did my best to calm Katsuki down before he asked me to take him home on the bus. I couldn't blame him. Even if he wouldn't admit it, I knew he didn't want to be alone despite everything he said and I doubt he wanted to see his parents, just yet. It was surprisingly easy to get him out of school. I guess Recovery Girl knew he wasn't alright by the way she smiled at me while I was dragging his depressed ass down flights of stairs. I nearly dropped him once. Well- twice. Ok. I nearly dropped him numerous times but in my defence, hes one muscular 16- year old. Honestly, his triceps are bigger than my head.

The bus was nearly empty with a few seats taken up by old women and men in business suits. As Katsuki demanded, we sat at the back, away from everyone. He quickly fell into my lap which has now left me emotionally tearing my hair out. Sat in the corner of the bus, my left leg was bent resting against the seat while my other leg was hanging off the chair. Meanwhile, Katsuki's lovely little head was right in between my legs. So you can see why I'm sweating like a fucking race horse. Thankfully, those tablets work wonders and I wasn't feeling the sudden urge to throw up over the cutie.

At first I thought he was asleep by the way he was laid on the seats but, he wasn't. I kept my hands inbetween my legs, fiddling with small parts of his spikey hair. He stared upwards, past my face, probably daydreaming in his own little world. I would kill to know what he was thinking about. I thought I knew how his mind worked. I thought I did, but I was wrong. I didn't know how my dad affected him or what I told him would. Like everyone fucking else in this shitty world, I forgot that just like me, hes a kid. Hes made mistakes. He bullied people. He was cruel and mean yet, I truly believe hes sorry. Thats why he'll never be like Endeavour or my fucking dad. Katsuki sees their actions as wrong. He didn't need to know the ins and outs of the story- he just knew. My dad died thinking what he did was necessary. He thought it was okay to abuse the women who was head over heels for him. Katsuki, hes kind and he doesn't want to hurt anyone. Even if I don't know what the fuck hes thinking about it, at least I do know that.

"Hey perv-" I'm still conflicted over his pet names.
"- evening Katcutie" Saying that, by the faces he pulls, hes also conflicted over the pet names.

Instead of staring upwards, he stared at me. Fuck. Hes probably looking from the worst angle possible. Like he can see my gaint chin. My nose hair. Oh dear god. Y/n fucking focus.

"I'm sorry-" For a moment I stopped. I stopped playing with his hair. I simply stopped. Now I stared down at him. Sorry? Sorry for what? He didn't do anything wrong.
"Fuck- don't go telling those extras that I said that-" With red cheeks, he threw both his arms over his face, hiding himself from me. Hold up. Alot is happening. My mind can't even process breakfest. How the fuck am I suppose to handle this? Hes cute, yes- we fucking know that but why is he sorry?

"Hey hey-" Holding both his arms, I slowly took them away from his face, revealing a very embarrassed Bakugou. Hes so fucking adorable. Y/n for the love of God- fucking focus before I fucking throw you off a cliff.

"Why are you apologising?" Okay. Did I say something weird? From the way he looked at me, I might as well said I was pregnant with Mina's child. His mouth fell open. His eyes widening. His arms slowly fell against the inners of my legs. Even his cheeks seemed to turn a darker shade of red.