"From the cold comes the warmth"
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Classes would be suspended on Christmas days, but they would return the next day of the new year.
For Bakugou, that little period of time they were resting was a reverend annoyance, since he did not celebrate Christmas; In addition, Christmas choirs, ornaments, lights, Christmas shopping, etc. It seemed annoying.
A waste of time, despite the fact that most of the group 1A were excited to celebrate Christmas Eve each in their homes, as the school gave them permission to visit their families for that sole purpose.
That morning he arrived at the classroom, his classmates adorned a Christmas tree exclusively to share among them the blissful Christmas spirit, the one he hated so much for being so nefarious in everyone's existence.
Apart from the fact that they were decorating the tree, the days had become very cold, adding that it was raining heavily.
He made his way to the classroom, addressing his desk, taking a seat. He clicked his tongue in indifference, raising both legs to the desk, reloading his back in the chair.
"I say we put a huge star on it" Uraraka suggested, with a finger next to his mouth.
"Yes, it would look more colorful." The invisible girl chanted.
"Listen and what do you think if we have a small reunion before we all go to our homes?" Momo intervened, catching the attention of the girls who exclaimed in joy.
"Sounds good" Tsuyu commented.
"Yes!" Uraraka said with a jump.
"And someone to dress up as Santa" Kirishima said, making his way through the girls, who looked at him curiously.
"Someone dressed as Santa?" Momo supposed thoughtfully. Suddenly his face lit up. "I know! Why don't we disguise Midoriya?"
"Deku?" Uraraka sighed, blinking.
"Ah! Midoriya?" Kirishima laughed.
"Midoriya is the cutest in the class" Momo said, nodding for sure. "The most reasonable thing would be for him to dress up as Santa for us, it would be the cutest thing in the class!"
"Oh yes" Uraraka expressed in delight, and the other girls agreed in unison with her.
And in that, as if they had invoked him, Deku appeared at the entrance of the hall.
"Good morning" He greeted having a kind smile on everyone in the group, followed by him coming Iida and Todoroki; to the latter, Bakugou gave him a dismissive look, rolling his eyes.
Was the only thing Todoroki served to piss him off?
It can be.
"Good morning, Kacchan." Deku greeted him stunningly.
"Tsk." He nodded to the greeting, hiding his embarrassment at being attacked that way by him.
"Bakugou, good morning" Iida said cordially.
He nodded, corresponding to the greeting.
"Midoriya!" Kirishima approached Deku, who said good morning. "There's something I need to tell you, from the group." He put his arm around him, exalting Deku.
"W-what happened?" He asked scared.
"We want you to dress up as Santa" He said cheerfully, not noticing Deku's face of fright.
"What-what?" He squeaked, shrugging.
"You heard it." He slapped Deku, who swooped forward, but he didn't fall or trip. "You will dress up as Santa for the Christmas gathering we will organize"
"But-but" He stumbled terribly confused.
"Midoriya doesn't seem convinced to disguise himself." Todoroki objected, putting a hand on Deku's shoulder, lighting alarms on Bakugou's head that warmed with anger. "Why don't we vote to choose someone else?"
"I think it's right, Todoroki-kun," Iida agreed, arms crossed.
"No!" The girls shouted in unison.
"The joke is that Midoriya does it" Momo insisted.
"Yes, that's what it is," Kirishima said, nodding.
Deku mumbled in fright, shrinking more and more, moving his eyes in all directions, his forehead wrinkled, and his finger under his chin.
Bakugou stood up, going towards him, but in that Deku raised his head and positioned himself in the area where Professor Aizawa was teaching.
"Okay" He spoke loudly and shakily. "I'll dress Santa."
What did he say? Bakugou made a gesture of complete indignation.
Everyone applauded excitedly, thanking him for his kindness and his tender face that was the first thing they set to decide on who would dress as Santa, although it was only an idea of Momo that unfortunately infected the rest of the girls and spread to the boys.
Both sides were clinging to having Deku disguised as Santa, adding that they wanted him to be the class standout in placing the star on the Christmas tree.
It was a terrible habit on the part of group 1A to have Deku as the main object in calling him "cute"; if Deku agreed to be treated like this, it would be for being so kind and also a hollow head.
Bakugou could inhale the smell of smoke coming out of his palms, when Shoji carried Deku with his long arms to the tip of the tree for him to place the star.
His red face denoted the surge of nervousness that perhaps took over Deku, especially, increasing after having put the star and the rest of the class applauded him for his act.
Why were they treating Deku with such affection?
Was it their purpose to make him angry with the nerd?
He gritted his teeth, angered, thanking Professor Aizawa to arrive in the classroom, curbing the scandal that others had towards Deku, who was not left alone no matter how much he asked for them in a good way.
Deku was a weakling to deal with all at once.
When school was over, he hurried out, snorting.
Kirishima went with Uraraka, Kaminari went with Mineta to who knows where, and he was alone.
In itself, it didn't bother him to be alone, because he was already accustomed to the loneliness he had recently forced himself to deal with since his feelings for Deku flourished strongly, and what to say? If they grew up with such enormous speed, they derailed from the road of their goal of being the world's number one hero.
Despite this and that, his goal of being the best remained.
When he had passed the first hall to go down the stairs, he ran into Deku. He was alone. As he approached, he noticed that his head was hanging from the wall, and his shoulder was stuck to the wall as if he wanted to cover himself from the cold.
He frowned.
"Deku" He spoke as calm as he could be.
The aforementioned was exalted, raising his head in fright.
"K-Kacchan?" He tilted his head.
Something in his behavior was weird.
He went down the steps until Deku was standing, and gave him an intense look, causing a slight blush to the nerd, who staggered with his feet as he stamped on the wall.
"What were you doing?" He wanted to know, wrinkling his eyebrows.
He could feel Deku's overwhelmed breath inches from his, his huge green eyes staring at him curiously, restlessly.
"I was thinking" He replied between his breath.
"Thinking about how to shelter from the cold?" He scoffed, zero convinced of his response.
Deku shook his head in denial.
"So what were you doing thinking here?" He looked at him intensely, penetrating him with his hard red eyes, causing Deku to clench his teeth, tense.
"I don't know how to tell you," Deku confessed, raising his hands to chest protection.
"Why the hell not?" He inquired exasperatedly. Deku backed away scared.
"K-kacchan." He motioned for him to calm down.
"I'm not going to calm down!" He objected indignantly.
"It's that" Deku cleared his throat.
"Is that what?" Bakugou snorted wrathfully.
"How to improve my new technique" He confessed awkwardly. "All Might told me to improve it, too, and I told him I'm training with Kacchan." He clasped two of his fingers against each other. "He congratulated us because we got together to train." He smiled shyly.
"That doesn't convince me" He hissed annoyed.
"Wa-wait Kacchan" Deku dared and took him by the arm with both hands, surprising him instantly.
"Let go of me" He defended himself without any effort, noting that Deku clenched his eyes and his cheeks were flushed. He was blushing completely.
"No, Kacchan," Deku refused.
"What do you think you are doing?" He reproached, his chest spinning hugely.
"Listen to me, Kacchan" Deku pleaded, clinging to his arm.
How had they come to that so fast?
"What the hell do you want to tell me, stupid Deku?"
"If I can invite my friends to the meeting our mothers do" He snapped.
"Hah?!" He shouted disturbed.
"I haven't stopped thinking about whether I invite them or not" He said, making his face sad. "Because Iida won't go visit his parents, and Uraraka's parents will be working, and I don't want them to be alone." Bakugou put his free hand on Deku's mouth, silencing him.
"I got it" He dissuaded. "Don't say more"
Deku glanced at him curiously, blinking anxiously.
"Bring your weird friends to the meeting" He said, sighing in frustration. "Just stop complicating yourself, okay? If you have a problem, tell me, don't suffer just for nonsense like that." To this, Deku laughed, and Bakugou removed his hand from his mouth.
"Thank you, Kacchan"
"Don't mention it." He ruffled his curly hair with his free hand, because the other was being held by both Deku's hands. "Was that only that bothered you or is there more?"
"Those two things had me thinking a lot" He admitted, chuckling. "Sorry if I bothered you"
"You didn't bother me" He growled grimacing.
"Well, thanks, Kacchan" Deku smiled kindly.
"Whatever" He looked down, flushed.
"Oh, I'm sorry." He released his arm, aware of his action, flushed from his nerves. "I-I forced you to listen to me"
"What are you sorry for?" Bakugou stomped, offended that Deku was that way. Obviously, it's not as if it bothered him.
"Hehe." He laughed nervously, ruffling his hair with his hand. Completely red face.
"What are you laughing at now?" He exclaimed in a growl; To this, Deku shook his head, making a gesture of being scolded.
"Nothing, Kacchan." He tried to shut up, but his nervous laugh was still present.
"Stop laughing!" He huffed. "It's annoying!"
"I'm better off." He stumbled, moving away from him.
"Where are you going?" He turned to see him, bothering about his withdrawal.
"To do my homework" He replied, calming his laughter. "Wi-will we train today, Kacchan?"
"Huh?" He did not remember that they had agreed to train together three times a week, and he didn't specified which days they would train together. He was an idiot for not telling Deku things as they were.
Deku looked at him expectantly, waiting for an answer from him.
He simply nodded, and then saw Deku say goodbye to him smiling at him warmly and vanished from his sight.
It was so warm to see his smile, that without effort he directed to him.
He would definitely not lose against Todoroki.
He definitely wouldn't lose.
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P.S. This chapter is from Bakugou, but the next one is from Todoroki.
I hope you liked it