It had started out with her plopping herself down next to him during lunch one day instead of her usual spot next to four eyes and Deku. He had sent her an annoyed expression mixed with confusion. All she did was send him a smile back as she set down her lunch which, oddly, had just consisted of a plate of pastel pink mochi.

"Leave." He stated bluntly. She just shook her head no, causing him to growl slightly under his breath. She had never sat with him before, so why now?

Almost as if she had read his mind she said, "You looked lonely, I thought I'd keep you some company." She took a bite of her food, cupping her own cheek and humming in content. Deciding that getting up would make him appear cowardly, he stayed where he was, starting to eat his own food. He stopped however when he felt eyes trained on him. He turned his head towards Ochako, his eyes meeting hers. Why the hell was she staring at him.

"What the hell are you staring at?" He demanded, feeling a bit uneasy. She just let out a small giggle.

"I was just wondering what you would look like if you smiled." She tilted her head a bit to the side. "You know, you really ought to smile more."

"I'm perfectly fine not smiling." He grumbled out, standing and taking his tray with him. A string of curses left his mouth as he walked away, making sure to hide the red blush that burned his face.


The next time they talked was about a weak later when he found her huddled under a stairwell after school. She sat under it, huddled in a ball. Her knees were pulled into her chest, her head resting on them hiding her face. She sniffled every so often. She had been... crying? He stood there a bit awkwardly, not knowing what to do. It really was a good thing she hadn't seemed to notice him yet. After a while, he moved to sit next to her, his back leaning against the wall.

Startled, she lifted her head to look at him. Her face was tear stained and her eyes were puffy. "B-Bakugo?" She mumbled out, confused

He said nothing for a minute as he silently took in her sad face. "What happened?" He asked finally. His voice was rather soft for a change, surprising even himself.

He watched as her eyes filled with so much hurt. Whatever was happened to her definitely took a tole on her. "It's Deku." She sighs out. "I just, he seems so uninterested in me in the way I'm interested in him." Ah, so that's what this was about. "At first it started out as admiration. I saw something in him and thought, hey wow I want to be like him, but it's turned into something so much more and I don't know how to handle it." The tears began to flow down her face again, sparkling in the dim light. "I'm sorry, you probably don't care about all this."

He took a hold of her chin, turning it her to face him. He dried her tears with his thumbs. The actions surprised them both. She had no idea he could be this gentle and frankly, neither did he. He stared at her chocolate irises. "Fuck Deku." He stated. "He wouldn't know how to handle someone as fiery and badass as you." The words the spilled from his mouth shocked him, though he definitely meant them.

She just stared at him, slightly confused. Realizing he held her face in his hands, he let it go.

"I just mean, if you were together, he wouldn't appreciate what he had."

"Do you have anyone you like, Bakugo?" She asked, sniffling a bit.

He shrugged. "Fuck if I know, I mean I think but she doesn't seem to feel the same."

She let out a sigh, leaning her head against his shoulder. "It feels horrible doesn't it."

They sat there a while in comfortable silence and then he stood, as he realized the time. Coming to his senses a bit he muttered out a quiet curse. He shrugged off the jacket he wore instead of his school blazer. It was black and decorated with a little green grenade on the upper left area. He placed it over the girls shoulders, who still stared at him. He started walking away, intent on getting home, however he looked back over to the girl one more time.

"Hey, you are so much better than you know that you are." He said.


Katsuki rung the doorbell of the girl's on campus dorm room. He had, for some reason, been rather worried about whether or not she was doing alright since yesterday. So there he stood, a bouquet of daisies in his hand. He had heard girls like them or something.

It didn't take her long to open the door. She was in pajamas it seemed, though she was wearing his jacket. He felt heat rising in his cheeks, he really hoped she didn't notice. "Bakugo?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. She seemed to be better, her eyes were still a bit puffy but her soft cheeks were no longer stained with tears. He thrust the flowers out at her.

"To make you feel better." He mumbled barely audible. She lets out a small smile, taking them from him.

"They're beautiful." She gushed, rushing in to place them in water most likely. She left the door open and she took that as an invitation to come in. Her dorm was rather clean, which didn't really surprise him. He made himself at home, sitting on the cream colored couch as she came back in the flowers in hand. She placed them on the small wooden table in front of the couch. "Perfect."

"Hey, Uraraka." He said aloud before he could stop himself.

"Hm?" She asked, looking up at him the smile still on her face.

"You shouldn't let Deku ruin such a pretty smile."


[Based on Lovesick Boys by Conan Gray.

Both song and story from Bakugo's perspective.

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