A/N: Hi everyone! Thanks for all the follows and favorites!
LolCat47: Great questions you're asking here. Bakugo will keep his explosive temper and all that. However, he'll be nicer to Deku and will prob look down less on others and be less of a jerk. As for OFA, I haven't really decided whether or not to give it to Deku. I can image how either option will work out, maybe I'll put up a poll so you guys can decide for me.
GUIPA: Thanks a lot for your support!
Here's chapter three. Hope you enjoy!
Bakugo rolled over in his bed. Such a perfect start to the weekend - A good amount of sleep.
However, his blissful relaxation was ruined when glaring light shone in his eyes, accompanied with the sound of the curtain rolling up. "Oi, Katsuki! Wake up!" The old hag's voice sounded. "It's already ten fucking o'clock!" Bakugo gave a groan. Couldn't he sleep in even on a fucking Saturday? Grumbling a little, he sat up and rubbed the sleep out of his red eyes. He scrambled down his bed and grabbed the toothbrush and toothpaste.
"DIE!"
A yell of rage rang through the house. Bakugo was currently venting his morning temper on brushing his teeth. "DAMN GERMS!" He screamed, using so much force on the toothbrush that the bristles were threatening to fall off. "KATSUKI!" The equally loud voice of his mother shouted back. "DON'T MAKE A RACKET!"
Masaru Bakugo sighed and rubbed his forehead, messing up his spiky brown hair in the process of getting rid of his headache. Well, like mother, like son, he thought. Shouting matches were a common occurrence in the Bakugo household. Giving a long sigh, he leant back on the comfortable sofa and took a good sip of the delicious elixir of life that was coffee.
"L-leave him alone! He didn't do anything wrong!" Izuku said, trying to keep the tremble out of his voice. He let out a small whimper as he was knocked to the ground. The small, fat winged boy from before and another boy with long, stretchy fingers shared an identical, evil smirk as they closed in on Izuku. "What's the matter? Can't do anything except for cry without your explosive friend? I thought heroes were supposed to be strong." The winged boy, Akuma Hane, sneered as he sunk a fist into Izuku's stomach. Tears rolled down Izuku's face as he desperately thrashed and kicked. Why wouldn't they just leave him alone? The bullies ignored his weak attempts to fight back and dealt blow after blow. They punched and kicked at the green-haired boy, taking pleasure at the quirkless boy's pain.
"Honestly, I don't even know why Katsuki bothers to be friends with a quirkless freak like you," The long-fingered bully, Nagai Yubi, snarled. "Why stick with a useless reject who can't do anything when there are great people like us?" Izuku desperately tried to block out the cruel voices and ignore them. Slowly, Izuku gave up trying to fight back, and curled into a small ball, blocking out all the pain and sound as the bullies mercilessly laughed and kept on attacking.
Bakugo hummed as he strolled off towards the park, where he and Deku were going to meet up. Today is gonna be awesome! He thought. He and Deku were sooooo going to have fun playing heroes! Of course, I'll be the hero, Bakugo thought, 'Cause who else than the future fucking number one he- His thoughts were cut short by the sight in front of his eyes.
Two shitty extras were fucking hurting Deku, having the nerve to fucking laugh at Deku when he curled up. "The FUCK you're doing, eh?" Bakugo growled, anger seeping through every menacing word as small explosions crackled in his palms. The extras ran away the moment they saw him-fucking cowards. Didn't even have the guts to fight him. "Katsu?" A small whisper sounded, and round green eyes peeked out, glistening with tears. Bakugo immediately ran to Deku's side, kneeling down and inspecting his injuries.
After Izuku got patched up, he and Katsu quietly sat on the bench, licking the ice creams they had gotten.
"Hey, Deku?"
"Yeah?"
"Shouldn't you take self-defense lessons or whatever? I'm not always gonna be there to look out for ya, you know." Katsu mumbled through a mouthful of ice cream, before clutching his head and grunting, "Fucking brain freeze." Izuku stifled a giggle and said, "I can't. I'm not really good at physical stuff like you." Words flashed in his mind. I don't even know why Katsuki bothers to be friends with a quirkless freak like you. He quickly shook his head. It's not like that, He thought firmly. However, he was snapped out of his thoughts by an affectionate hand ruffling his fluffy hair fondly. "Well, if you give up the moment it's a little hard, how are you ever going to be strong? Just because people are walking over you doesn't mean you should lie down and make it easier for them." Katsu grinned. A warm feeling grew in his chest. "Katsuuuuuuu!" "Oi, what are you crying for?"
A/N: So, that's it. Hope you liked it! As usual, feel free to comment on anything at all. If you liked this story, please favorite and favorite! It means a lot to me, and it's free. See you!