The Next Day…
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T HAVE THE FUCKING TUBES!?" Bakugo screamed at Mei, who had the gauntlet in her hands.
"I mean that I don't have them. I ordered them last night, and they won't be here until Friday. So you need to be patient and wait until Friday for your gauntlet to get fixed properly," Mei explained, which did nothing to assuage Bakugo.
"I don't wanna wait until freakin' Friday! I want my gauntlets fixed now!" Bakugo argued, explosions popping in his hands.
"Well too bad. In all facets of life, you have to be patient and realize that not everything can be done on your schedule. So you need to calm down and get the hell over it," Mei told him sternly, poking him in the chest with her pointer finger. Bakugo just stared at her for a few seconds with a glare, before turning his face away from her with a 'tsk'.
"God, you sound like Goddamn Best Jeanist," Bakugo mumbled, remembering his time with the Number 4 hero in the world.
"Wait, you know Best Jeanist?" Mei asked, her curiosity peaked.
"Yeah, I volunteered with him for my internship. It was boring as hell. I didn't get to fight, I got a shitty haircut, got made fun of by some little brats, and just walked around town with Best Jeanist telling me how to do fucking everything like I didn't know anything," Bakugo soliloquized, his distaste for his internship being clearly displayed.
"It sounds like that he was trying to teach you some valuable lessons," Mei responded.
"Well, I didn't want his damn lessons. I wanted to kick some villain ass!" Bakugo countered. Mei rolled her eyes and went back to her desk.
"Well, I feel kind of bad for wasting your time, so I'll tell you what. Tell me what you want to add to your gauntlet, and I'll make the upgrades," Mei offered, with stars in her eyes. Bakugo was about to reject her offer, but then he thought about it, and thought of all the possibilities that upgrades could give him and his battles.
"You got yourself a deal, Weird Eyes," Bakugo said, grabbing her hand and giving it a rather forceful shake.
"…Weird Eyes?"
"Yeah, I give people nicknames, and that's yours," Bakugo explained.
"You know, you could just call me Hatsume, or Mei. You don't have to give me a stupid nickname," Mei countered.
"Well, that's too bad because I'm gonna keep calling you Weird Eyes. So you're gonna have to deal with it," Bakugo retorted. Hatsume stared at him for a couple of minutes, before shaking her head.
"Whatever. Just get out of here and come here tomorrow with a list of things that you want me to add," Hatsume said, turning her back to Bakugo so that she could go back to working at the table. However, instead of living, Bakugo got closer to her, to the point where their faces were only centimeters apart.
"H..H..HEY, WHAT THE H…HELL…ARE…YOU DOING!?" Hatsume screeched in a panic while a bright pink blush started to grow on her face.
"You know, I love a woman who can order me around," Bakugo whispered in Hatsume's ear with a smirk on his face. He got closer, looking as if he was going to kiss her. Hatsume started frantically looking around with the blush on her face still very much visible, trying to think of something to do. Before she could do anything however, she heard Bakugo chuckling. Bakugo backed away from Hatsume before he started laughing uncontrollably.
"Oh my God, you should've seen the look on your face! You were blushing and stammering, it was fucking hilarious!" Bakugo screamed out while he was laughing and banging his fist on the work table. Hatsume, still recovering from her nerves, threw a monkey wrench at Bakugo's head.
"Asshole!" Hatsume yelled, shaking her head in an attempt to get rid of her blush. Bakugo got up, seemingly not angry about the monkey wrench hitting him on the head, and jokingly blew a kiss to her.
"See ya tomorrow, Hatsu-chan," Bakugo said in a fake cutesy voice, before laughing even more than before.
"Shut up!" Hatsume yelled at him, before slamming the door shut. Once she did, she put both of her hands on her cheeks, which were white hot due to the blush still on her face.
'What the hell is wrong with me!?' Hatsume asked herself, looking back at the door that Bakugo walked out of. Meanwhile, Bakugo was walking back to his room, his face the complete opposite of the playful smirk he had with Hatsume, and was also dealing with a massive blush on his face. The only thing in his mind was Mei Hatsume, no matter how many times he tried to think of something else.
"What the fuck is wrong with me?" Bakugo asked himself with his hands on his blushed cheeks.