Vaguely hearing the hum of his classmates' chatter as he walked past the corridor, Midoriya walks numbly up the stairs and shuts the door behind him as he enters his room. He stands in the doorway and stares into space. The events that just transpired as he chased All Might down and discovered not only the secret to the successorship but also All Might's nearing demise.
He shuffles over and falls onto his bed. He thinks about what he just said to All Might about twisting fate, and how he needs to talk to Nighteye about whether All Might's fate has changed or not.
He sighs. How's he gonna persuade Nighteye to give him his prediction? Nighteye was against his successorship of One for All in the first place, and Midoriya's involvement with All Might notably bothers Nighteye too. It was difficult to make him agree to an internship, and even that was harder than Midoriya thought it could ever be. How could he ask for this favor?
Midoriya still feels the weight of inadequacy under the idea that Togata would be a better candidate for One for All. He lifts a closed fist in front of his face and holds it there, aware of how much power he holds but could not yet use because of the fragility of his body and his unfamiliarity with the power itself.
He turns over on the bed and stares at the ceiling. I need to get stronger, he thought. I need to get stronger I need to get stronger. I need to get stronger to surpass Togata. I need to get stronger to prove to Nighteye that I'm worthy of One for All. I need to get stronger so I could finally be able to tell the world "I'm Here".
Reverberating through the hallway, Bakugou's shouts carry all the way from the stairs to Midoriya's bedroom. "There's no fucking way! Who the hell even thinks like that?"
Kirishima's voice illegibly responded—but before Midoriya could even attempt to listen in, he was running out the door and racing to the stairwell.
He looks downstairs to see Bakugou just as he turns the corner. "Kacchan!" He yells.
Bakugou stops in his tracks completely. The sound of Kirishima's steps continued on, and Bakugou steps back to look directly up at Midoriya. "What do you want?" He mutters.
His chest swells at Bakugou's recent settlement—he's been much calmer, at least to Bakugou's standards, since his rescue. He's been especially settled after the fight they had to finally voice the anger they've held against each other after all these years. And filled with hope and optimism, Midoriya demanded, "Help me practice fighting!"
Bakugou draws his head back and blinks in surprise. "What? Hell no."
And with that, Midoriya's image shatters. Ah. Of course. What else did I expect. He sighs. "C'mon, Kacchan, I won't take up much time!"
"No way, I'm not getting punished again. Do you remember how much cleaning after everyone fucking sucked?" He begins to turn away.
"No, wait, Kacchan, please!" Midoriya runs down the stairs after him.
"Fuck off, Deku!" He shouts as he continues downward. "Find someone else!"
Midoriya laughs slightly at how easily he reverts back to his old self. "But it could only be you!"
"What?! Why?!"
They make it to the bottom floor and now he's is chasing Bakugou through the corridor. "Because you're the best!" Bakugou starts slowing down his pace. Haha! I got him! "You're so cool, Kacchan, no one at this school is as cool as you! You're the sole winner of anything you try! And you beat anyone you come across! You're the best! You're always the best!" Midoriya could feel himself overdoing it, but Kacchan seems to be soaking in the appraisal—his pace has slowed down and he's turned his head slightly to hear the shower of compliments. But Midoriya also notices something else about the way he's acting that's different than usual. Nonetheless, He keeps pushing the envelope as far as it'll go. "You'll be Number One hero of all time! You'll be the best of them all! Kacchan is incredible! Amazing! Cool! Stunning—"
"Alright, Alright!" Bakugou shouts. He stops in his tracks completely, and he wouldn't turn around to face Midoriya.
"Yes! Thank you!" He sparkles with excitement and energy. "Are you free later today?"
"Yeah, sure. Whatever." He didn't turn back around when he said over his shoulder, "now don't fucking follow me anymore."
Midoriya looks at Bakugou as he stomps away to the door. He's acting kinda weird, he thinks.