~Author's Note~
Hey guys! We're back with our favorite couple! Enjoy!

*Disclaimer*
This is a work of fan fiction using characters from My Hero Academia which is trademarked by Kōhei Horikoshi. All of the characters were created and are owned by Kōhei Horikoshi, and I do not claim any ownership over them. This fanfiction is rated M for possible content in future chapters. You have been warned. I will put a warning in any chapters that contain any content that could be portrayed as offensive.

*WARNING*
This chapter contains some suggestive themes.


Chapter 3

The rest of the week went by relatively smooth. Neither Bakugo nor Uraraka spoke again beside formalities, small acknowledgments which were completely awkward. The bus ride home, Bakugo kept his eyes on the girl. She laughed and smiled acting as if nothing had happened.

"Fair is Fair." Her voice rang in his head causing his skin to prickle and his heart rate to speed up. "What the fuck is she planning?" His words sounded almost fearful. Not that he had anything to be embarrassed by or scared of. After all, his workout routine kept him in peak physical shape. Although he wasn't the most experienced person he thought as his eyes drifted to his lap. He had had just a few encounters with the opposite sex, although nothing that had ever gone below the belt. Plus all of the girls that he had experimented with were back in his childhood neighborhood. He watched the girl closely, swallowing what felt like a softball in his throat when her eyes met his, the fire in her eyes still blazing.

Uraraka could still see the hesitation in his eyes, a smile crept onto her features. A small chuckle escaped her as she saw the usually overly confident boy blush a dark crimson and turn his gaze swiftly away from her. She had never seen him so unsure, indecisiveness looking so unnatural on his features.

Back at the dorm building, all of the students split off going to their respective rooms. She placed her duffle bag down on her bed, unzipped it and began unpacking her dirty clothes. Throwing them into her laundry basket to be washed later. Putting the empty bag back into the storage under her bed, she flopped down onto her back relaxing, feeling much more comfortable in her own bed, surrounded by her creature comfort things. Her purple comforter, the pictures of her family, the small, odd trinkets she had collected over the years. She let a sigh of relief escape her, pulling herself off of her bed, picking up the filled laundry basket. For now, she locked the door behind her and made her way down to the laundry room. Her music playing loudly in her ears as she sorted clothes. She bounced her body along with the music, placed the colored clothes in one of the washers, pouring in her laundry detergent and closed the lid. Moving the dial for the settings to fit her needs. She turned around and screamed, ripping her headphones out of her ears.

"What the fuck Bakugo!? How long have you been standing there, you freak?!" She clutched her chest trying to calm down her speeding heart before it burst. Noticing his hands were clenched tightly closed, she looked at him questioningly. "Is everything okay Bakugo?" She asked tentatively, his face turned bright red mumbling something under his breath. "What? I couldn't hear you." Bakugo's blush deepened.

"Come to my room after curfew." Stunned Uraraka's mouth hung open, closing her eyes slowly, she tried to calm herself down.

"And why would I do that?" She asked her mouth suddenly feeling completely dry. Bakugo took a step towards her, their chests almost touching.

"Fair is fair." Was all that was said before he swiftly turned around and walked out of the small room they had been in. Uraraka's mouth still open, leaning over the dryer, still not completely sure on what exactly just happened. When the realization finally settled, she clutched her chest. Her face felt like it was on fire.

"I'm going to see Katsuki Bakugo naked." She whispered to herself, still not completely believing it. Bakugo was definitely attractive, all the girls thought so. He may have an awful personality, but his body a main topic among the hormonal teenagers. He wasn't the most modest boy. His chest was like a rock, his arms were sculpted amazingly, he had an eight pack, overall a very attractive boy, well more of a man. He was 17 after all. Besides his body, his face was nice as well. He had the strong jawline, as well as really nice teeth. Uraraka chuckled to herself, "If his personality was better, I may even have a crush on the asshole." She spoke to no one in particular. With this in mind, she switched her laundry over to the dryer, sitting down in one of the chairs provided. While she returned her earphones back into her ears, closing her eyes, trying hard not to think of Bakugo naked right in front of her.

Bakugo paced back and forth in his dorm room. The red across his face hadn't budged since he told Uraraka to come to his room. "How am I going to do this? Should I just be in a towel when she gets here then just drop it? No, I watched her strip, so she'll probably want to watch me. No matter what happens act confident, she can't know you're freaking out." His voice cracked from the stress. The cool feeling of his open window calmed him slightly. He walked over and sat on the floor, pulling one of his knees to his chest. Leaning back he closed his eyes and just listened to the wind outside.

A sudden knock at the door woke him up, he blinked, looking at the clock it was almost 1 in the morning, "Who the fuck is it?" Grabbing the handle and opening it angrily, he stopped dead in his tracks as he came face to face with a nervous looking Ochaco Uraraka, standing in his doorway. He chuckled slightly, "What the fuck are you wearing?" She puffed out her cheeks looking down at her snowman pajama pants and a white tank top. She walked past Bakugo and into his dorm.

"So are you really gonna do this?" Uraraka asked placing her hands on her hips, noticing his eyes weren't on her, she followed his line of sight straight to her chest. She quickly crossed her arms blocking his view. "Excuse you! My eyes are up here." Bakugo smiled a wickedly, walking over to her again pressing his rock hard chest against her soft one.

"It's not like I haven't seen them already." He moved past her, walking back to the door pushing the lock, making sure no one could walk in on them.

"I-if you're embarrassed, you don't have to I understand." Her voice coming out in shaky waves. Bakugo took a deep breath and turned around walking back over to the brunette girl, standing about a foot away from her.

"Okay." Obviously nervous, he reached up behind him and grabbed the collar of his shirt pulling it off in one swift motion. Uraraka couldn't take her eyes off off his chest as it came into her view. She had never noticed how soft his skin looked. She had to lock her fingers together to keep herself from reaching out to touch him. He noticed that her eyes were glued to him, he watched as she drew her bottom lip between her teeth. A small smile appearing on his face. He made a mental note of the reaction he was having on her. Next kicked off his untied combat boots, then pulled off each sock. Standing straight up, he started to reach for the button of his jeans, his hands hesitating. After swallowing his pride, he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Uraraka could see the red elastic band of the top of his boxer briefs, as he hooked his thumbs in the top of his jeans starting to lower the hem showing off his adonis belt. Uraraka's hand shot out and grabbed his wrists stopping his actions. Her face blood red, matching his.

"Okay that's enough, we're even. I think you've learned your lesson, don't peep on people." She spoke suddenly realizing how close they actually were. As she looked up, his face inches from hers, she could feel his breath on her face. His eyes locking with hers, throwing caution to the wind, she turned her face close to his. Their lips almost touching. Their eyes slowing closing as their lips were almost touching.

"Hey! Dude, you up? I can't sleep, let's play some video games." Jumping apart they heard Kirishima's voice coming through the door, as well as him trying to open the door. "Shit!" They both swore, Uraraka ran behind his door as Bakugo opened it, looking at the red-headed teen.

"Go away loser, I'm busy," Bakugo stated plainly. Avoiding eye contact with the boy in front of him. Kirishima looked at his friend, slightly confused, his eyes squinting

"Is someone in there with you?" Trying to peek around his friend trying to look into the dorm, only after noticing the blush on his face. Uraraka held her breath and poked Bakugo's fingers that were holding the door from opening even wider as if to say "Get rid of him!" Immediately flipping her off behind the door, a growl rumbling in his chest Bakugo spoke quickly,

"Fuck off, even if I did, it's none of your business!" He slammed the door laying his forehead against it. Both teens chuckled lightly, feeling safe once more. Uraraka cleared her throat after they heard Kirishima walk down the hallway.

"Well, I'm gonna go back to my room, uh see you tomorrow." She said resting her hand on his bare shoulder, smiling sweetly the blush still ever present on her face. The filling of her hand on his skin sent fire all through his body. He just nodded to the girl. As the door creaked open, Bakugo poked his head out making sure the coast was clear. Simultaneously looking back at Uraraka he nodded, she moved past him, their faces yet again close together.

"Well, I'll see you in class tomorrow Bakugo." Eventually taking a deep breath once out of Bakugo's room. Finally making her way across the building back to her room. Once inside, she leaned her back against the door and let herself slide down so she was sitting on the ground. The teenager's body felt like it was on fire, she knew what being horny was but she had never felt it herself before. Generally speaking, she had never considered herself a sex-driven teen, but watching Bakugo remove his clothing like that in front of her had lit a fire in her lower abdomen. For now, she would just have to act like everything was normal and not think about how much she wanted to jump Katsuki Bakugo's bones.