After a few hours of walking had taken place, it ended up raining heavily like Midoriya predicted it would leaving Bakugous home that morning. He had been hoping it would've held off until they were able to get under cover somewhere or build a makeshift shelter to keep dry, but besides the loss of sturdy footing, ability to see well compared to when it was sunny, and the fact that they were getting completely soaked, it wasn't that big of an issue. It was just water, and they were still in a location known to be miles away from any villainous activity due to how heavily guarded the town was. The handicap the rain put on them wasn't all that much to worry about this early on, but that didn't necessarily mean their minds completely clocked out when it came to being alert. Being a pro hero and going through UAs program meant they had been taught to always be mindful of their surroundings regardless what the possible danger was that they needed to pay attention to, so of course when the sky got darker Midoriya took note of it and looked up with a frown as he squinted against the falling rain. It looked like it was going to storm.

Where they lived they didn't often have issues with weather. It'd get bad every now and then, but at the moment it looked different outside compared to the other times the weather was crappy. What they were experiencing seemed more eerie and gave him a bad feeling about what was to come in a little while if they chose to stay outside and traveled through this, and he hoped Bakugou noticed it too. The male was stubborn and he knew if he mentioned something about it to him he'd ignore the possible dangers and continue since that's just how his personality was, but he wasn't really willing to allow him to cause them both to die out in the woods without completing their mission due to feeling invincible. They were taught about what the weather could do to them if they blew off all the warning signs to take shelter before things got ugly and he wasn't risking his life before having the chance to lose it for a good reason.

"Kacchan..." Midoriya finally brought himself to mumble quietly when Bakugou never decided to mention the outdoor conditions himself, though his tone was loud enough to hear over the deafening sound the pouring rain was giving off as he stopped to look back at the blonde trailing him in attempt to block his way. He had pulled ahead of him not too long ago once the downpour started considering he surprisingly seemed to be the one who had better vision in this situation, but luckily even though Bakugou was livid over the fact, he didn't give him that much crap about it. He probably knew that if he took the lead then it'd slow things down, and being the impatient person he was he wanted to speed things up in any way he possibly could. Shockingly it was through the use of him this time.

"You know the weathers getting kinda bad right. We should probably take shelter somewhere soon to at least check and see if this is going to pass over quickly or not."

Bakugou frowned when he said that, and his expression was enough to tell him he didn't want to do what he'd suggested, but the freckled boy was sorta expecting that of him. He never liked to agree with anything he wanted to do, but he wasn't letting him say no so easily. Continuing on through stormy weather was going to affect not just the blonde but him as well, and if he decided that he wanted to stop and ended up ditching him for something as simple as a leafy tree to block out the rain in the process then he'd have to comply. Bakugou couldn't do anything being on his own since he needed him for this mission. That meant he had to at least hear him out.

"You do know where we are right? You haven't told me where we're going so that means you obviously know the locations better than I do since last night you only-"

"Deku, shut the hell up..." Bakugou quietly growled to cut Midoriya off, making it clear that he didn't want to hear him as he moved to push past his body with an aggressive shove against his shoulder. It shocked the other male for a moment, but he just stood there and watched him stalk off with a small irritated frown. Was he really being serious? What did he even do to piss him off this time? Maybe he was just butt hurt about the vision thing and didn't want to talk to him because of it, but it was his natural eyesight. It wasn't like he could help that he had better vision in rain.

Sighing, he just let him walk on ahead for a while until finally he decided to chase after him and try again when the distant thunder began to grow louder. It was just going to get worse and he didn't want to delay their time to get to a safe place.

"Kacchan! Come on. We've been walking for hours anyways. It's not going to hurt to just stop and check out the weather. If it's passing over soon then we can come back and continue, but if it really is just going to get a whole lot worse doesn't it make sense to stop?!" Midoriya pressed, but yet again he was just ignored by him. It seemed he was simply set on getting from point A to point B in as little amount of time as possible, and honestly he didn't really blame him. Traveling was super tiring, but when it came to affecting their wellbeing then it wasn't really worth it in his opinion and he didn't like being ignored about his concerns. Whenever he had a bad feeling about something he stuck to his gut and right now it was telling him that he needed to grab that boy by the ear and drag him along with him to some place that wasn't so out in the open. It made him just tug on him soaked shirt in attempt to stop him in his place and get his attention, but that unfortunately seemed to make him angrier.

"Cut It out! What the hell is wrong with you?! Are you really that scared of a little rain?!" He snapped, but Midoriya just frowned at him. What was wrong with him? Really? If anything he could be asking him the exact same question, but he chose not to provoke him any more than he already had and left him to jerk his body away from his grasp so he could start walking again.

He didn't understand Bakugou. He didn't get why he was so hardheaded and uptight. All his life he was like this and he always got what he wanted without ever taking anyone else into consideration. It didn't make sense how he managed to get by living this way for so long. Surely things didn't always work out this well for him. In UA there were times when his plans didn't go accordingly, but besides that didn't he ever learn to finally work with people and allow for others opinions? That was a part of being a good hero, but it seemed he never picked that up. At least not when it came to him that was. How was he supposed to deal with him then? Wait, how did his parents deal with him? He knew he had to have gotten in trouble before and probably was even forced to do things he didn't want to thanks to them, but how did they get him to listen? It left Midoriya to inwardly groan as he tried to think it over in his head, but with the way Bakugou turned out, he honestly felt they probably just used aggression on him in the same way he used it to boss other people around. Did that mean the only way to win him over was to physically fight and beat him up? No thanks, he didn't want to do that. He preferred to get this done peacefully, but then again if he had to be assertive and rude to get his way then maybe it was just worth a shot. At worst he'd just hit him and he was pretty used to that by now...

Letting out a heavy breath he calmed himself as much as possible before speeding his pace to catch up to him. The thought of confronting the boy was a bit troubling, but it was his only chance to get out of this weather in his mind so he had to do it. Besides, he was sure Bakugou would listen if he came off to be just as threatening as him, any less and he knew he'd probably just roll his eyes and continue on his way like he hadn't even said anything in the first place. He just had to seem confident and assertive like him or maybe even All Might.

"Kacchan!" Midoriya yelled at him and took hold of his shirt to tug at it rougher than before in attempt to get his attention. "We're going to take shelter and check on the weather now! I'm not taking no for an answer this time! I'm always stuck doing what you want to do, but now we're doing this my way! Understood?!"

Bakugou turned and looked at him with a frown when he said that. He hadn't expected Midoriya to ever raise his voice at him and demand him to do something, but when he met his gaze rather than feeling worried that he was going to do something bad if he said no, he laughed. Laughed at him...he wasn't moved at all by his attempt. He just found it amusing. It suddenly made midoriya look down and curse under his breath. Was this really how it was going to be? He thought he'd finally won this time yet he was just making fun of him? What did he do wrong?

"Wow Deku, you really had me there you know." Bakugou muttered sarcastically and gripped his wrist tightly to force his hand off of his shirt yet again, though when he heard Midoriyas swearing and noticed upset expression it seemed to make the other male silent as if seeing him that way oddly bothered him, or at least made him feel the need to be less hostile. It was weird considering he was dealing with Bakugou, but honestly when he finally looked up to him it felt ten times better to see a softer expression compared to the hard one he always gave him. Having him glare really wouldn't help anything between them right now, but even if that side of him seemed to be absent in the moment, the attitude in his tone refused to leave once he forced himself to continue speaking.

"Geez...if you're gonna be like that about it we'll go to a damn shelter if you promise to shut up. I'm not in the mood to hear you nag me for the rest of the way."

Midoriyas eyebrows raised a little hearing him. He was a kinda annoyed that he claimed to not be in the mood to hear him speak and had to bite his tongue to keep from pointing out that he was always grumpy regardless of whether he was talking or not, but considering he gave in he couldn't help but feel more happy than anything. Needless to say, saying something Bakugou didn't want to hear wasn't smart since he was agreeing to doing something he wanted to do for once and he didn't want to risk pissing him off and making him change his mind. Only he knew the routes so that meant he had to stay on his good side in order to be able to trust he'd do as he wanted, though it seemed hours had passed before they finally got to a point where the trees thinned out enough to reveal a small town. It made him suspicious but at the same time he knew he shouldn't because it seemed he'd kept his word. He should be happy rather than question him about it. Besides, by now the storm had picked up to the point that it was really coming down outside and they were finally close enough to get somewhere to take cover. He wasn't dumb enough to get all over him about what he thought and end up making him turn around. He just needed to be thankful he even listened to him and decided to simply follow the blonde to the nearest building he'd chosen to go to without a word.

It was a large hotel that seemed to be well taken care of, but he was confused to as why he chose this place over somewhere like a gas station if they were just going to simply check the weather. If it ended up being okay and caused them to just turn around and walk again until they got to their next mode of transportation then why not make an appearance at a more suitable place for how they looked being all soaked and dirty. For a moment he debated on asking him again, but the other male just headed inside before he could say anything and went to go speak to the woman at the front desk, leaving Midoriya to stay back at the entrance by himself as he stared at the two in silence. She seemed shocked that they looked the way they did from what she assumed was just a quick walk from the parking lot to here, but thankfully Bakugou was good at lying on the spot and just made up some story on how they were traveling and their car broke down so they had to walk all the way to the building. The woman luckily bought it, and that was relieving considering they didn't need to be questioned about their doings. Everything that happened on this mission was supposed to be kept private so the lesser questions the better, except there was still one that needed to brought up. The weather...

"Excuse me miss." Midoriya finally decided to speak and left his spot by the door so he could walk up to the desk she was behind in order to get acknowledged. "Do you know if this storm is going to pass over any time soon? We really need to get somewhere soon so we're trying to get to an airport before tomorrow since our cars broken down and I wanna know how it's going to look later on."

The woman didn't say anything for a moment and just let her gaze rest on his face as if she hadn't expected him to come up and include himself in the conversation, but eventually she just sighed and mumbled, "I'm afraid it's not. We're under a tornado watch right now so if you're planning on going out it's not the best idea. I don't think you two would stand a chance against a natural disaster if one ended up touching down nearby unless you have a quirk that controls storms or something like that."

The answer made Midoriya look to Bakugou with a small, "told you" look on his face, but thankfully the other male didn't really seem to notice otherwise he would've probably made a scene. Instead he just let out an annoyed sigh and decided to pay for a room without asking his partner knowing there was no way they were going to be able to travel through a tornado despite the fact that he really wanted to continue, and he didn't want to admit to the fact that the smaller male had been right. If they ended up getting hurt and being unable to complete this mission it'd all be held against him and make him look bad later on, but Midoriya didn't really care that he was upset over this. He was just glad to be stopping and let Bakugou lead him once more to their room so they could go inside and finally get off their feet.

"I never thought I'd ever want to get undressed so badly. It makes me feel like Mineta" Midoriya mumbled with a small chuckle once they opened the door and realized it was cold on the inside of the room compared to the warm air that originally hit them when they first made it to the hotels entrance. He never understood why they kept it freezing when usually people would want the place they're sleeping in to be warm, but maybe it was just because it gave a sterile feel like a hospital, or maybe he was just completely overthinking the unimportant part of their stay because he was a little tired. Either way he didn't care and just wanted to get out of the source that was causing him to tremble, and based off Bakugous expression he seemed to feel the same but just wouldn't agree. He'd been unusually quiet all day today though. He wondered if something was wrong, but he didn't really think asking was a good idea. If he was bothered by something he'd never want to talk about it. He always preferred to work things out on his own if he could so he just left him to do so.

"So Kacchan...I was thinking. Now that we've stopped and have extra time, maybe we can go over plans together. Or you can finally tell me where we're going. Last night you told me you'd tell me once we-"

"Didn't I tell you to shut up about all that shit? Plans, plans, plans! That's all that ever comes out of your damn mouth and I'm tired of hearing it! You just need to do your job as a side act and stop trying to interfere! I have my own plans okay and that's all that matters, so stop being so defiant and listen to me! I don't know why I even bothered to teach you obedience if it only worked on you for an hour!" Bakugou suddenly snapped at him and caused the boy to frown in confusion. He was surprised he got so mad over him saying that when it was something he claimed he'd do himself, but being irritated he still tried to get it out of him. Stupid, he knew, but he didn't like being called a side act. It made him seem useless, and with how little he knew he basically was.

"Teach me?! What the hell is wrong with you?! Hitting isn't teaching and that's all you've done! I don't even know why you're so mad at me! You're the one who said you'd tell me all of this once the mission started and I've been waiting! Maybe instead of your stupid training you should've gone over something useful with me!" Midoriya shouted back at him as anger slowly built up inside his chest to the point that he'd forgotten how cold he was and was trembling with rage instead of the temperature. "I know your damn plan already. You think you can go in with brute force and win, but that's not how things always work Kacchan! Sometimes you actually need to work things out with your partner to get somewhere in life and win! Remember the first time we fought each other at UA?! I knew I couldn't beat you with my own two fists because you were the better fighter, but despite that I still won and you know why Kacchan! Because I had a plan that wasn't recklessly going at it and using all that I had in me to try and get the upper hand! I used my partner and my head to achieve success! Whoever we're up against will be strong and outnumber us! We need to work together to-"

Midoriyas words were suddenly forced away when he felt his back slam against the wall and an all too familiar feeling of dread came back to him. Bakugou was cornering him again, but this time he seemed really pissed off. He should've known better than to speak his mind that way while standing next to him, but he hadn't really thought of putting distance between their bodies or even going into the bathroom behind a closed door since he'd been so angry. He just said what he needed to get off his chest at the moment and even though it caused him to be in this position again, it felt good.

"You damn nerd. You really don't know when to shut your mouth do you?" Bakugou growled and glared at him with a look full of hate plastered across his face, but Midoriya just looked down to the side. He didn't want to meet his eye contact knowing he'd just give him a death stare and it made him feel awkward with him being so close.

"I'm allowed to speak freely if I want to Kacchan. Like you said, what you supposedly taught me only worked for an hour so there's no need to hush now. You've accepted that so why can't you just deal with it. Again, you should've focused on teaching me other things instead of hitting me..." the freckled boy told him and finally glanced back at his face to see a somewhat puzzled look rather than full out rage this time, but he didn't know why. He didn't say anything that'd make him lost, yet it seemed he didn't know what to say to that. Did he finally get him mute because he knew he was right and couldn't think of a comeback?

Bakugou didn't speak for a while. He just stood there staring at him while keeping him firmly pressed against the flat surface on his back until he was able to mutter, "I didn't just hit you? Did you really forget what you did? Are you that-"

"Just let me go...my ears hurt from all your yelling and I'm sure people next door don't wanna hear it either. If you're not planning on telling me what I did to make you so mad or any information that I want to know, I don't wanna argue with you anymore." Midoriya cut him off with a sharp whisper as his gaze dropped again and his arms slowly moved up so that his hands could find his chest and push against it, but even though his grip had loosened he was like a wall that didn't want to crumple. He had to take a side step to actually get away from his body so he could finally move to grab his things and head for the washroom to shower and change his clothes, leaving Bakugou to just stare angrily after him...but he didn't care. He needed to be away from him for a little while and just shut the door quietly before sighing as he looked around the bathroom. It was much smaller compared to the one at his place, but that wasn't really uncommon when it came to hotels since usually that's just how it was. As long as it was clean he didn't really mind the size or style. He simply wanted something that'd do its job and put his focus on finally stripping down and turning on the water so it could warm up while he got out what he wanted to sleep in along with his toothbrush so he could clean his teeth before bed. It was still kinda early to be turning in for the night, but he doubted Bakugou was going to do anything with him to help pass the time they still had left in the day so he might as well get more rest.

"Stupid Kacchan..." he whispered softly to himself until he finally came across his what he'd been looking for and turned on the sink so he could begin brushing his teeth, yet even being occupied with something else didn't take his mind off of how annoyed he was with him. He wished that there was just a way for them to get along without anyone's feelings being hurt. Well, at least his. He never managed to hurt the other male in any way besides physically. Mentally though, he seemed pretty secure as far as self confidence. He just wasn't sure how sane his was.

Rolling his eyes he spat out the contents of what was in his mouth and used water to rinse what stayed. Why was he even thinking about him now? He didn't want his name or face to plague him in a place where he was supposed to feel secure by the privacy of his mind and surroundings. If he let him forever bother him this much then he'd never be happy. He just needed to make this moment his time and completely forget about everything before now, so with that he simply put up his toothbrush, got out essentials to clean himself, and headed for the shower so he could step in and calm himself down for the first time that day.

The warmth felt good against his skin and immediately relaxed him, but he frowned a little knowing sooner or later he would have to get out and go back into the cold unwelcoming room. If Bakugou wasn't with him he probably would've even made the decision right then and there to stay in until check out since this seemed to give him peace, but he was and he knew he was on time. Even if that wasn't something established between them it was obvious he only had so long before the blonde got impatient and demanded he get out. Wait, he was thinking about him again.

"Dammit...why is this so hard?" He whined out and ran his hands through his hair as if it'd help get all the negative thoughts out, but it didn't. Regardless of how many positive things he forced himself to imagine and how nice he felt when he finally started to clean his body rather than just stand under the water, he still was thinking of the blonde in some way. It seemed everything in his life linked back to him somehow, yet he wanted so desperately to forget that. How though? Nothing seemed to be working, and it didn't help when he heard the door suddenly swing open and rather just made his thoughts worse and more vivid. How could he have forgotten to lock the door at a time like this?

"Kacchan?" He mumbled softly in attempt to not yell at him to get out as he slowly peeked past the shower curtain to see him brushing his teeth at the sink where he'd previously been, though when the other male eventually noticed him watching what he was doing, he just stared back and caused Midoriya to immediately cover his face once more. He felt bad seeing he was still stuck in his wet clothes knowing he must've been waiting to shower before changing too, but seeing him just walk in like that made him uncomfortable. He could've knocked, though he wasn't going to speak that complaint aloud. Not when his only protection to keep back the temperamental young adult was a thin curtain.

He decided to just wait in silence until the sound of the door closing made him feel enough relief to allow himself to move once more knowing Bakugou finally left, but unfortunately his interruption meant he needed to clear his head even more all over again. Oh well...it didn't seem like he was that close before anyways, but now that he was gone and left him all to his lonesome maybe it'd be easier. Anything he could get to calm down was what he needed knowing that If he didn't find a way to ease his nerves soon he was sure to go crazy before the mission was over. Maybe taking an actual bath would've been more relaxing than a shower, but then again this was a hotel and he didn't want to do that here. He didn't know how clean the place truly was. It made him sigh and just stand staring at the wall in front of him. He thought being in here would make him feel better rather than cause him to be in his head even worse than before, but being alone did this to him. He should've assumed that this was going to happen. At least-

"You know, you take so damn long in showers that I'm surprised something water based isn't your shitty quirk..." An irritated voice suddenly broke his thoughts as the shower curtain was yanked open only to be shut again once another figure stepped into the bathtub with him, and glared down at his face. Bakugou. Did he really just walk in on him undressed and was unashamed about it?

His presence caused Midoriyas eyes to widen more than he thought they could and he was sure his face went so red to the point it was obvious that he was blushing based off the amount of heat he suddenly felt on it. Why was this happening? He should've just told him to hurry up and get out or something. Walking in wasn't the right decision to make, plus he thought he left the bathroom so he wasn't ready to suddenly be open to exposure like this.

"Ka-Kacchan?! W-what are you-" He tried for words, but he felt so uncomfortable he couldn't bring himself to speak and quickly turned his body away from him as he nervously pressed himself up against the wall in attempt to create more space. He didn't care how clean or dirty it was anymore in that moment. He just felt violated even if he wasn't being touched. This was humiliating to him and he didn't know why he thought it'd be okay to just come into his shower.

"What the hell are you doing Deku?" Bakugou grumbled noticing Midoriyas position, but the freckled boy just looked at his face over his shoulder with his eyebrows furrowed. Did he really not understand his discomfort? What was his deal? First he blew up on him then he wanted to be overly friendly to the point of sharing a shower? Okay, maybe not friendly friendly, but body friendly.

"W-why did you just walk in here?! I'm not...wearing anything..." Midoriya mumbled in a slow nervous tone, but that just made Bakugou roll his eyes.

"So that's what it is? Are you really that shy? You've bathed in front of all our classmates back in high school yet when it comes to showering with me you cower in a corner? That makes total sense..." He muttered out seeming more annoyed rather than amused over the situation, but Midoriya just closed his eyes and took a deep breath hearing that. He was right. It really didn't make sense for him to act this way and pained him to know Bakugou was being more of an adult about the situation than he was, but at the same time the guy usually did his business fast and left or just waited until he was alone most of the time. He never noticed his presence and just being around him in a vulnerable position of having no clothes felt weird since his personality already made him feel less secure than usual. Having to be close to him while naked just put those feelings together and caused him to react like this. He couldn't help it.

"S-sorry...I just didn't think you were going to come in. That's all..." Midoriya whispered and turned his body a bit to get off the wall, but it wasn't enough for him to really see anything if he decided to randomly let his eyes wander. He just couldn't get over the fact that this was Bakugou and it made everything about this moment embarrassing. He'd been seen by doctors and even classmates and it never phased him, but to have this guy be so close in a small shower made him feel tingly and weird inside. He didn't totally know why. He just knew he didn't like it.

"I came in because I was freezing my ass off and wasn't about to let you be the cause of it...you keep it so damn cold in here though. It's like I never even got out of those stupid clothes." Bakugou growled and just moved nearer to his body so he could reach past him and turn up the heat on the water, though to Midoriya it was unbearably hot and he was far too close for comfort. It forced him to turn until his back was parallel to the wall in attempt to flatten himself against it so he wasn't touching him, but it didn't help that much. The blonde had an issue with personal space which was weird considering in the past he acted as if it was a sin to even look in his direction. Why did that all change?

"M-mm...can't you wait until I get out to mess with the temperature? It's too hot in here..." Midoriya whispered and began to reach for the handle to turn it colder, but that just made Bakugous hand move to grab his wrist and force it down to his side. He understood why he'd want it to be warm since he just got out of clothes that had him freezing, but he didn't need to be so aggressive over it. It made this even more uncomfortable.

"Kacc-"

"Not now Deku." He muttered, making Midoriya frown at him before looking away. He was still holding onto his wrist and was still only inches away. He didn't even want to talk to him because of it, but when he finally tried to shake free of his grasp and turn, his grip tightened and his other hand suddenly went to his shoulder to keep him facing his direction. It made him feel startled, but he said nothing. He just avoided his gaze and fixed his eyes to the nearest wall at his side once more. Why was he wanting to get all over him like this? Maybe it was because if he turned it'd cause them to sorta be closer in a weirder position since he wouldn't want to press his face to the wall in the same way he didn't care about his back doing so, but he'd prefer that rather than facing him.

"Why are you making that face?" Bakugou continued a moment later, but Midoriyas only response was a roll of his eyes as he shoved off his hand on his shoulder and shielded his face. He knew he was probably saying that so he could make fun of him and how he was acting, but he wasn't going to let him anymore. He couldn't if he wasn't able to see him.

"Deku. I asked you a-"

"Why are you being so...w-weird?" Midoriya stuttered, only to drop his free hand to glare at him. "Quit trying to pin me in place all the time. No normal dude would do that, especially in a shower you know! Nothings wrong with my face, you're just being a creep!"

Bakugou tilted his head slightly when he said that, but before he could ask or say anything threatening Midoriya pushed him back and covered his face even more from his view.

"J-just forget it! I'm not playing into your stupid intimidation game! I'm getting out!" He yelled and quickly tried to move past him, but feeling his skin press against his in attempt to maneuver around the small space made him tense. Why was this so awkward?

Bakugou still didn't seem bothered by this, and honestly it was starting to upset him because he didn't see that this was wrong since he didn't want him in here touching him, but he just tried not to pay much attention to that. He knew he was raised up with a different thought process, plus nothing ever really seemed to get to him, not even nudity, so he probably didn't understand. Still, it wasn't a good excuse to make himself comfortable in his shower when he was trying to be alone. At least he just let him go, and Midoriya decided that cold or not, he was going to get dressed outside of the bathroom so he was sure no one else could see him. He just felt he needed to be to himself and covered as much as possible, and that thought soon resulted to him curling up into a ball under the covers of an open bed once he was done. Honestly when it came to moments like this he wanted to disappear just to avoid the awkwardness that was bound to follow, but maybe it was just him. Bakugou had been so calm about it while he was the one who got timid. As long as he didn't make it obvious he was embarrassed then maybe it wouldn't be a big deal.

He only had a few minutes to chill out his nerves before bathroom door finally opened, but Midoriya just sat up and let the covers slide down his body so that he could watch the boy walk out. He really just wanted to stay hidden, but it'd be obvious where he was and he knew Bakugou was smart enough to know that his actions were due to him trying to avoid him rather than sleeping. It'd probably cause him to start asking questions he didn't want to answer, so he just forced himself to meet his gaze before quickly looking away to try to distract himself and think of other thoughts. All he unfortunately came up with was the question on why it was so silent in the room though. That made it so much worse...

"H-hey." Midoriya mumbled in attempt to break the ice, but that was just met with a simple scoff and caused him to bite his lip. Was he mad at him for walking out? He shouldn't care but it was an odd reason to be upset.

"So...what time do you wanna get up tomorrow? I-I'm assuming we still have a while to go before we get to our next location to catch a ride somewhere."

"Actually, we're already here. The only reason I stopped at this hotel was Incase the weather actually did turn out to be bad and we needed to wait until tomorrow to continue walking." Bakugou started, causing Midoriyas heart to sink into his stomach. What did he mean by that?

"Huh?" He asked him and crossed his legs so he could lean forward a bit more, but Bakugou just sighed and walked over to the the other bed with an uninterested look on his face as if he didn't want to have to explain. Midoriya didn't care though. He wanted to know what he was talking about.

"I just decided to walk the rest of the way, but I knew that if we tried to get with someone to give us a ride somewhere they probably wouldn't want to agree with the way we looked. I at least wanted to go to a place where we could change incase the weather was going to be alright so we could continue to another train station or get a taxi somewhere, but if it was bad then considering we were already at a hotel it'd save us a trip that it would've taken to get to one."

So he really hadn't listened this whole time? He fooled him...Bakugou just agreed to stopping because he knew he'd shut up and knew he had no idea where they were going and would just figure this was the closest place with how far out they were. He put him in danger just so he could have his way.

"You're such a jerk you know..." Midoriya whispered harshly, but when Bakugou turned to look at him he just ran out the room and angrily slammed the door behind him. He wasn't ready to deal with him yet. His mind hadn't cleared enough and he needed some space. The shower hadn't worked considering Bakugou had walked in on him and hiding under the covers wasn't an option. He had to get away completely, but at the same time out of view of unwanted attention.

There were a few people in the lobby and knowing how people's minds worked he didn't want to get around them. They'd see he was upset and wonder what was wrong. They might even try to invite themselves into the problem and start asking questions. Maybe he shouldn't think that much into it, but it was hard not to. Right now he just felt like everyone's target and decided the best way to be alone without going outside was to go to the stairs and just sit there, so he climbed a few flights up and decided that once he got to the fifth floor he could stop. It wasn't that distanced from the third where they were staying, but it was better than sitting down there where he knew Bakugou was residing at in one of the rooms. They didn't have enough alone time from each other and that was an issue when it came to people who couldn't last more than five minutes without a fist being thrown or a crude thing being said. This whole partnership thing just wasn't going to work out. They couldn't see eye to eye, and at this point Midoriya couldn't help but wonder what would've happened if they'd been in the woods taking shelter versus a hotel. He'd be stuck in the same area with him and they'd just drive each other insane. He probably would've ran off into the storm and end up getting himself hurt due to not thinking straight, but he didn't want to believe it'd result to that. Instead he really just wanted to figure out a way for them to get along yet he didn't know how. Finally coming together in agreement of things didn't seem too possible and he didn't know why, but at least he was just finally to his lonesome. That gave him time to breathe.

His breather only seemed to have lasted ten minutes before he heard a door open though. He knew people sometimes took the stairs, but he'd honestly been hoping no one was going to while he was up here. There were elevators after all. Why be that impatient and bother when the wait usually only took seconds? Whoever it was seemed on the lower floor though. They were probably going down rather than up. He didn't have anything to worry about, well, at least that's what he first assumed. The footsteps he'd been hearing faded proving his assumption correct on how the person was going downstairs, but eventually the familiar tapping noise just returned. Whoever this was hadn't left. That made him somewhat suspicious, but he just tried to brush it off. Maybe this was a parent just looking for one of their wandering kids. They could've been playing hide and seek or something innocent like that, but deep down he had a gut feeling that wasn't it. He felt the urge to get up and move to a higher level, but surely they'd turn away before getting to him. No one would walk all these stairs to get to a room versus taking an elevator if their floor was that high off the ground, but when the steps continued he started to doubt that. Maybe he should just peek out over the railing to see who it was. It'd calm his nerves to know it was just a random person instead of who he was dreading it be, yet when he got the courage to do so he felt his stomach turn and immediately pushed himself away from the edge of the stairs. Of course. It was Bakugou. He should've figured he was going to come looking for him and should've known that the person sounding as if they were searching was obviously him, but why did he care that he was gone? They were out of each other's hair. Shouldn't he be happy about that?

Midoriya didn't want Bakugou to find him knowing that he was probably going to be angry that he walked out if he was that set on catching him somewhere, but he didn't wanna hear his mouth right now. He wanted to be alone, and not knowing what else to do he stupidly got up and started running to the top floor causing the trailing footsteps to quicken as well. Did that mean he knew it was him? He probably caught on if he was running too, but no. He couldn't know. He didn't see him, so maybe that meant he'd be fine and Bakugo would just give up the chase once they began to pass other floors. The hotel they were in was fortunately tall l and that meant he had a few more steps to go until they all ended. He'd get bored eventually and stop...right?

Part of Midoriya was considering turning into a floor and running the hall just to get to the other set of stairs to lose him feeling as if his persistence would forever keep him on his tail, but Bakugou seemed close and he knew the absence of the sound of his feet going up the steps would tell him he was gone, but then again he probably wouldn't know which floor. He couldn't know exactly how high he was, plus his legs were starting to burn from going up so many flights. If he didn't turn and get off the stairs now then-

The boy's thoughts suddenly just stopped like before as he felt one of his legs give out and misstepped where he had first intended his foot to land. It caused him to immediately try and reach out for the railing knowing he was about to slip up, but considering he'd decided to run in the center or the stairs, his finger tips couldn't even touch the metal bar. He was falling backwards, yet he didn't want to and was helpless to stop it.

Panic suddenly balled up in his chest and his eyes widened upon the idea of tumbling down all the hard cement steps, yet all he could do was force them shut and grit his teeth in attempt to brace himself for the painful thud he was bound to feel as gravity won, but surprisingly it never came. He fell, but he never hit the ground. Instead he fell back into something, no, someone who managed to catch him before the floor did and left him to slowly open his eyes to see who he knew it was.

"K-kach-" Midoriya started until he remembered he'd been chasing him and scrambled to get his upper body out of his arms, but that just made Bakugo pull him closer so that his forearms had a locked hold under his armpits and kept him in place. "Kacchan?! What the hell are you doing?! Let go of-"

"Why are you running from me?" He cut him off, but Midoriya fell silent. He didn't have an answer. He had his reasons, but he didn't know how to put them into words, at least without upsetting him. In the past he tried to explain his feelings to him and he never really listened. He just took it as a reason to come at him more and try to make him miserable. He wasn't letting that happen again.

"I said let go of me!" Midoriya yelled and threw his bodyweight back against Bakugous knowing the walls in the stairwell were narrow. It caused the blondes body to slam into the solid surface and forced the wind out of his chest, though while he was struggling to regain it the freckled boy took advantage of his weakened state and yanked his arms free so he could get away from him again and head down the stairs this time. He didn't want to hurt Bakugou, especially when he just kept him from getting an injury himself, but it was the only thing he could think of at the moment. He knew he wasn't just willingly going to let him go.

Eventually Midoriya slowed his pace when he finally turned into the hallway of a different floor and just jogged to the elevator where other people were waiting to use it as well. He was panting hard, seemed shaken up, and was probably sweating thanks to the heat and amount of running he'd done in the stairwell, but he didn't care. He ignored the people's confused stares and just pressed the number three button to get back to his room once the metal doors open and let him inside. It probably wasn't the best place to go, especially considering he didn't get a room key, but sitting outside and waiting on Bakugou to return was all he could really do right now. He had nowhere to go that he wouldn't follow. He might as well just get the reunion part over with and be let inside so he could go to sleep. It was the only real way to escape dealing with him and the situation they were in.

It seemed an hour passed until Bakugou finally came back and looked at him with an expression full of hate, but Midoriya simply met it with a frown and the blonde said nothing. He just scoffed and pulled out the room key he'd brought along with him to unlock the door and let himself in leaving the freckled boy to follow slowly behind him before shutting it. The atmosphere was tense again and he felt like he needed to say something but didn't know what. It'd sound ridiculous to apologize for his actions when he was thankful he got away at the same time. Silence was the only appropriate thing to come out of his mouth right now.

"When are you going to grow up Deku?" Bakugou finally whispered in a harsh tone and for a moment Midoriya didn't know where he was going by saying that or what he meant. Grow up? He was grown. If anything wasn't it Bakugou who wasn't? No, maybe he was. He kept acting so mature compared to him. Even if he had moments where he acted out angrily he still seemed like the one who acted like more of an adult and realizing that made his mood sink even lower. He always imagined himself to be the one that was more responsible.

"Grow up Kacchan? You can't tell me to just grow up. I have reasons for how I act and I-"

"You're feelings shouldn't be the reason why we don't complete this mission. I don't think you have realized it yet, but you're putting your emotions over the task that was given to you. Getting timid, running off...do you have any idea how that affects things?" He cut him off with a louder tone of voice and Midoriya fell silent. "You need more confidence in yourself and you need to stop egging on fights with me. If this continues it can cause people to get suspicious of us once you get around them and they won't buy any story either one of us say. You know what will happen if-"

"You're the one who starts fights with me." Midoriya interrupted and just walked over to sit on his bed as if he didn't want to listen, though that was because he was tired of him lecturing him like he never did anything wrong. "I try to talk to you and you blow up. You should learn to separate your quirk from your personality for once."

This time Bakugou stayed silent. Maybe it was just because he knew Midoriya was right or maybe it was because he didn't want to prove his point by acting out towards that. Whatever was happening between them right now was uncomfortable and he didn't want it to continue just as much as the other male. The smartest thing to do was simply stay quiet and walk back over to his side of the room to flop down on his own bed and just stare at the wall so they didn't have to see each other, though the silence was getting unbearable again and Midoriya always seemed to have the habit of wanting to break it.

He looked over to the other boy, but of course his back was still facing him. It made him feel as if it was a bad idea to try and call out to get a response seeing he didn't seem to want to talk still, but he couldn't help but mumble out, "Kacchan?" Just to get nothing but silence back. Okay, so he was angry. He shouldn't push his luck. He didn't yell at him for bothering him while he was like this, but the freckled boy just got more irritated rather than relieved that he said nothing and stood up to go walk over to his bed.

"Come on Kach-" He stopped himself.

Once he moved in front of him he realized he seemed to be sleeping and for once actually seemed approachable, but he didn't touch him. There was no doubt that once he was awake that friendly and soft looking expression would immediately be wiped away. It was so strange to see on him though. If anything he assumed he'd still be frowning in his sleep. He couldn't help but just stare, at least until he noticed something and remembered there were questions he wanted answers to that Bakugou refused to give him. His bag. It was by his bed and had all the information he needed for the mission. It was a stupid decision and he knew it, but Midoriya took the risk and slowly crouched down to grab his belongings as silently as he could, tensing every time even the slightest noise was made, but the blonde was still dead asleep as far as he knew. It made him relax a bit once he was finally able to pick up the heavy load and sneak it over to his side of the room and behind his bed so he couldn't really see him. When he unzipped it all he could see at first were just a bunch of clothes, but of course he kept digging and tossing things aside until he finally found a binder. It made him hesitate a moment as if he knew he shouldn't be snooping, but curiosity got the best of him. He had a right to know what he was getting himself into and take mental notes on it. Maybe he should just keep the binder and look over it every night until they got there. It wasn't like Bakugou was going to review it. He could just put his clothes back and he'd never know it was even gone.

Midoriya glanced back over to the male one last time before finally shoving all of his belongings back where they belonged and slowly opened up the binder to find what he was looking for. Most of what was on the first pages seemed to just be copies of past missions he was a part of, but he wasn't that interested. He just wanted to know what was going on now and after a few more flips he eventually noticed his name and paused. There was some information about him written down, but he knew that was because it was kept on record for missions. He had the same thing on other people whenever he had to report a summary of what happened back to the companies who gave him the missions. He just never kept his on him for safety purposes. Considering he and Bakugou hadn't even had a mission together though, he was assuming that the next page was what he was looking for and eagerly flipped it to see the contents. Sure enough there was a small description of their task and even the name of the town they were headed to along with a mapped out path through the woods which was what he assumed they had been on, but after flipping the page what caught his interest more than anything was the people. Midoriya was the type of guy who always tried to get as much intel as he could on his opponents and even his comrades since it helped when it came to making plans against their enemies. He wanted to find out who all these people were and their quirks and abilities. If Bakugou wasn't going to tell him then he'd have to just read all he could, though he hadn't even gotten past the first name of the person at the top of the page before the binder was suddenly yanked away with such a violent force that all he knew to do was tense and stare to where it once had been in front of him with a shocked look. All this time he'd been awake?

"What the hell do you think you're doing with my stuff Deku?" He growled threateningly, but Midoriya just bit his lip and refused to look over to him. He knew he'd just see a look of hate and he preferred to remember the peaceful expression his partner had versus the angered one now.

"Answer me dammit!"

"Nothing Kacchan. I just wanted to read something that's all." He lied and slowly stood up, still facing away from the blonde and all his rage, but that just made Bakugou grab his shoulder and suddenly jerk his body around so that he was able to make eye contact him him.

"Reading things?! If you wanted to read you would've brought your own books! Stay out of my shit!" He shouted at him, though the freckled boy didn't know what to say. Okay? No...he wasn't going to respond. He just shrugged and sat down on his bed once more to curl up there and stare at the wall across the room. Maybe that'd make him go away. He just didn't need to seem bothered or interested in anything he did or said, but this mission was unfair. He should've been at that meeting. He should've gotten all that information that Bakugou got. He didn't know why he wouldn't share already. Was he really just that irrelevant to everybody? Was Bakugou right to call him a side act?

Midoriya was thankful to hear that he finally was picking up all his stuff and taking it back to his side of the room, but when his body didn't stay over there and rather came back to where he was, he closed his eyes. If he looked like he was just trying to sleep maybe he wouldn't feel motivated to fight him anymore. He'd just see an unmoving target as a pointless thing to engage with, though shockingly he just felt the bed shift as if he was getting into it and for a moment he didn't know what to do. Was he staring at him to get him all intimidated again or moving to drag him off the bed so he could force him to react? It was making him nervous and irritated to assume, but when he felt a hand suddenly go around his torso and yank him back into a hard yet soft figure his eyes widened in realization. No way. Was he trying to sleep next to him? Midoriya wasn't a cuddler, especially with any guy, much less one like Bakugou, and he never would've thought he'd be either. This felt too weird, but when he tried to sit up to move away from him, the blondes grip just tightened and he faintly made out what he said through his low tone as he whispered, "stay still."

He didn't want to though. He didn't like this. It was like this guy was just slowly becoming super clingy and it was creeping him out since he never left him alone. He was always trying his best to close spaces between them, but it didn't add up when he thought about how he was in high school.

"What are you doing?" Midoriya whispered back, not liking the fact that he was all over him and telling him not to move away when it was a natural response, but Bakugou just seemed to get annoyed by him questioning his actions since his tone came out sharp when he muttered, "Keeping you in one spot so you don't go through my damn stuff again. This time I'll feel it if you move."

He should've known. If he didn't have to touch him he wouldn't, but getting near was a different story.

"I-I'm not gonna go through your-"

"Just go to sleep." The blonde cut him off and nuzzled up against his backside as if it were an easy action to pull off, but for Midoriya it felt impossible now. Bakugou was too close. His hold was too tight. He couldn't fall asleep like this.

Only a couple minutes passed before the blondes body seemed to go more limp against him and Midoriya knew he'd passed out, but he unfortunately was still wide awake. He knew he needed good rest for tomorrow morning, yet at this point he doubted he'd be getting it. He'd just have to suffer being tired tomorrow while Bakugou was probably going to be good for hours, but If that turned out to be the case then there was no doubt he was going to get mad at him for not getting some shut eye. He just had to force himself to fall asleep with calming thoughts and the fact that it was good for him.

For a minute he felt it worked, but then there was an odd warmth in his stomach that alarmed him and made him open his eyes. It sorta felt good in the coldness of the room, but it didn't make sense that he'd just feel heat out of nowhere. He would've known if he'd put something against him to cause this, though when he moved his hand to the spot and felt it brush over skin he remembered Bakugou. Was he using his quirk again? How was he still able to do that in his sleep? It sorta worried him remembering how hot his hand had gotten last time, and he really didn't want his stomach to be burned or accidentally blown out, but it seemed he only took it as far as heat when he was unconscious. He wondered why though. He thought he had total control over his quirk yet this was the second time it's taken over his sleeping state. Did he even know about this? Was sleep quirking a thing?

"Kacchan..." Midoriya whispered and gripped his hand before sitting up in his bed, but Bakugou didn't respond. Usually he was such a light sleeper. He didn't know why he didn't get up. Maybe he was just really tired, but this was getting weird.

Midoriya decided to just slowly reach out for the lamp next to his bed to turn the light on so he could see him, but when he did he realized he seemed to be sweating again, and not in a normal way. It was like his body was completely overheated and it worried him. He thought his hands just got sweaty not his whole body. Now that he thought about it though he did feel sorta warm against him, but he figured that was just his normal body heat. Should he be worried? No. Bakugou was fine. He'd sorta been like this the other night and he was still performing normally and was just moody as ever. There wasn't anything he should be concerned over, but as long as he hadn't felt him get up he might as well just go sleep in his bed. When morning came around they'd be walking again and he wanted to be as comfortable as possible before he faced a tiring situation. He could just asking about the nighttime quirk thing in the morning, but for now he decided he wasn't going to care anymore. It seemed like that's all Bakugou wanted him to do anyways.