The Taste of Him

by Devi1s-angel

Deku is kidnapped by Shigaraki for no obvious reasons other than his obsession for the boy, and with his absence, Bakugou notices the lack of the sweet taste in his mouth the greenete's presence would bring. With Tomura's new determination to destroy UA and All Might, Deku is brought into the open charming even the prodigy Shoto Todoroki. (Temporarily Paused)

18. Chapter 18

"Bakugou! You have to slow down. I get you're upset but wait till we leave the hospital before blowing up." They had just barely left Midoriya's room on account of Bakugou's immaturity. He let his emotions get the better of him and just decided to leave out of the blue. Smoke was fuming from the blonde's hands, ready to burn anything or anyone that walked too close. At this point, he was a ticking time bomb, and Aizawa knew he had to be careful.

Bakugou stopped in front of the elevator, already having clicked the button multiple times. His foot was tapping the floor at a rapid pace. There was no doubt he was angry, but couldn't he keep his composure until after they left the building? Midoriya's room was on the third floor which made the wait for the elevator even longer. Each second felt like an hour to Bakugou since he wanted to get out ASAP.

Once the elevator arrived, there was a group of people happily chatting away, not caring who was waiting for them to get out. Only when they noticed the amount of smoke in the room, did they rush out. The group of people avoided eye contact with Bakugou and one of them even mumbled a small 'sorry bout that'. The two remaining visitors entered the elevator and pressed a button.

"That wasn't very hero-like, Bakugou. You should have more patience with citizens." Aizawa lectured his student, who responded with a 'tch'. Aizawa sighed, feeling the regret of bringing Bakugou here eat him up. "Since we're alone, what was all that for? As far as we know he could've been brainwashed or have amnesia. If you wanted another chance, this was the perfect opportunity." Aizawa was indeed confused.

Bakugou mumbled something inaudible to Aizawa. "What was that?" Bakugou growled at having to repeat himself, "You wouldn't get it." Aizawa rolled his eyes, "Oh yea? Try me." The elevator doors dinged open, giving Bakugou an escape. He walked just as quickly out of the hospital and continued on until he reached his teacher's car. "Tell me, Bakugou. Or I wont unlock the car." The blonde was visually dissatisfied with having to explain himself, but he wanted to get back to the dorms. He looked up at a third floor window, recognizing the familiar glare. "You didn't see it. The way IcyHot looked at me. His eyes were threatening me to get the hell away from Deku. He was ready to kill everyone in the room to keep Deku to himself." Aizawa unlocked the car door as he promised, followed by both getting in and buckling.

"They will only be there for a few more days, Bakugou. Todoroki will return to school when that happens and for Midoriya-" he thought for a second. "We'll see who's care he's put in. Chances are it will be a hero. Unless of course we get into contact with his parents-" "That wont happen." Bakugou interrupted. "Huh? Why not?" Aizawa swore this problem child was gonna kill him one day. "Never mind. I'll explain later." The car quietly drove onto the highway, on the way back to UA."

Once they returned to campus, the two parted ways. One on the way to finish grading and the other back to his room. A feeling of dread followed Bakugou back to his dorm. He'd kept his cool till he returned and now, he was ready to loose it. The door clicked shut, locking itself. "DAMNIT!" Bakugou pulled the drawers off the wall and across the room. His table found itself hurled across the room, much like the drawers. He ripped a poster from of the wall and tore it to pieces. He moved onto his bed, where he dragged the blankets and pillows off, either throwing them at the wall or exploding them.

When he moved onto the curtains, he picked up the curtain rod and hurled it at the window. The metal rod flew through the glass, shattering a good bit of it. Bakugou was breathing heavy. He was pissed, but not sure at what. Maybe IcyHot? Himself? Deku? He was stressed and confused. "Damnit." He was dragged from his rage when a small tap on his door was made. "Bakubro?" 'Shity hair. Of course.'

Bakugou opened the door despite his mood. "What?" The redhead in front of him was deciding how he should respond. "I heard some noise from your room. I was just wondering if you were- HOLY SHIT DUDE! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR ROOM!?" Bakugou put a finger to his lips, signaling Kirishima to be quiet. He made another gesture to follow him inside. Kirishima was slightly nervous to what made Bakugou so upset. The two stepped over the furniture on the floor.

Cold air blew through the hole in the window, giving Kirishima goosebumps. "What's wrong bro? Usually you just blow up not... destroy your room." He put a hand on Bakugou's back, hoping to calm him down. "Just...just a long day." 'I couldn't possibly tell him.' "Listen bro if you don't wanna tell me, its cool. We should probably clean up and cover up that window though." Bakugou gave a nervous chuckle, "Oh yea."

The two of them silently began picking up the wooden furniture and putting everything back together. The drawers were put back and the leftover glass was thrown away. Within the chaos on the floor was a framed picture of two kids. Kirishima recognized one of them to be mini Bakugou, but the other one... he wasn't sure. The glass from the frame was cracked from one end to the other.

"Hey, Bakubro? Who's this one kid?" Bakugou looked over to his friend holding the picture frame. In one swift movement he grabbed it from Kirishima and put it back on the desk. Some glass pieces fell onto the desk's surface leaving open spots on the picture. "S'no one. Lets just finish cleaning. I have'ta find Aizawa so I can get a new window." Kirishima laughed, "Didn't think the windows would be so easily broken." Bakugou smiled, "Heh heh, yea."