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Ochako Uraraka POV
"H-hey…I wasn't sure if you'd be home. I wanted to make sure I knew where I was suppose to go so I was just making sure I could find the address and was gunna go get some tea while.." I started rambling as I noticed his loss of interest when he turned his back to me. I stood there blankly.
"You comin' or what?" I heard him shout from a few feet away as I quickly caught up to where he was headed.
"So I …uhh didn't think you'd be out so early.." I asked trying to normalize our conversation.
"Patrol was this morning, but I usually can do paperwork from home so I've been here since 1. Just went out to grab this" he stated lifting up a small bag. It was printer ink, probably for printing work he had done. I just nodded unsure of if I should continue the conversation.
We walked up several flights of steps, I wasn't even sure which floor we were on anymore.
"I ah…didn't know you'd be here so early, I just ordered some curry. If you want anything I can probably still add onto the order" he said
"Oh no, I'm fine! I just ate on the train, so I'm stuffed" I lied.
"Hn…" was his only reply.
We reached the 8th floor of the building and he opened the stairwell door and walked to the 2nd door grabbing his keys from his pocket. The stairwell was in the front of the building so the walkway was open for a nice view of the city- doors for the apartments were on the right side. The building had a total of 12 floors but the view from the 8th floor was still something to be marveled at. He must have saw me staring as he opened the door.
"There's a better view from the back balcony" is all he said before walking inside.
I followed. Taking off my shoes, I looked up to take in his apartment, it was….clean. Like really clean. To the right was one couch, a tv, a desk with a laptop still on, a bookshelf, kitchen, and a small dining area. To the left of the entrance there was a short hallway, you could only see three doors- no doubt that's where the bedroom and bathroom were. Next to the couch I noticed a curled up air mattress. Wondering if that's where I'd be sleeping tonight, I must have been staring into space because when Bakugou spoke it was like I was brought out of a trance.
"Oi, want anything to drink Cheeks?" he asked as he walked past his desk dropping off the package and waltzed into the kitchen.
"Oh, umm that's okay, I have some water with me. Your place is nice, it's really…umm clean" I gladly stated.
"The fuck, you think I'd become some sort of slob" he glared at me, walking back with a glass of water.
"I didn't mean it like that…just with all the…moving stuff I wasn't sure if there'd be boxes or…anything." I stated apologetically, waving my hands in the air.
"Ah. Nah, the bitch got the last of her crap out over the weekend." He plainly said.
"Oh! I …ummm brought something." I excitedly said, digging around in my bag.
Taking out a clear box, anyone could see that they were blueberry muffins. Specifically my specialty homemade cinnamon sugar-crumble blueberry muffins. I had learned from Bakugou a bit of baking while at UA. I was terrible at cooking but eventually learned how to bake very well with his guidance. It would probably have been best to learn from Sato, but after we began sparring in our first year Katsuki and I were almost inseparable. Often the Bakusquad would manage to get him to cook for all of them most nights of the week. Whether they inflated his ego with compliments or feigned starvation, one way or another I always seemed to find him in the kitchen. So while he cooked, I baked and often I shared with the entire dorm. He would even help me bake for my circle of friends as "thank you's" for either helping me with my studies or special days of the year, he even helped me with a cake I baked for Deku once…
"Just as a thanks for letting me crash" I smiled at him
"You can put it in the kitchen" he said as he swiveled his chair around to get back to what I assumed was work.
I took note of the alley way kitchen as I walked up to a clean spot on the counter to set the muffins. As I placed them down on the counter I began somewhat snooping to see if there was anything that identified the type of person he had been the past three years. But nothing out of the ordinary, a microwave, a bag for recyclables tied to a cabinet door, dishes drying looking like they had just been washed. I decided that was enough inspecting, and as I begin to leave the alleyway kitchen I notice the fridge. Two "save the dates" were magnetically hung on the top door, one familiar that I also had on my fridge and one that kind of pained me to look at. I walked out of the kitchen quickly, hoping not to get too emotional.
"The remotes on the coffee table. I don't have cable but there's some good stuff on the streaming apps I have" he said without looking back
It was strange, I felt like a wall 8 inches thick had now separated us. He was getting cold again, or maybe he was just really concentrated. Messaging over the phone had become so pleasant and second nature that this communication in person was…kind of a letdown. Nonetheless, as I turned on the television I politely asked "you sure it's not too loud?"
"Nah, I usually have some type of background noise. I can't work if it's too quite." He said plainly.
After what seemed like a few hours- really 20 mins- he got up abruptly.
"I'm gunna head down to the ground floor to grab the food. I'll be back." He said while getting up and grabbing his wallet putting his hands in his pocket as he exited the door without ever turning to me.
I let go of a breathe I didn't know I was holding. Then took out my phone. I saw messages from Jiro and my boyfriend. First sending a picture of the unblown air mattress next to the couch and titled it "luxury" jokingly and sending it to Tadashi. Then reading Jiro's text about the plans tonight. She named what sounded like a really cool local restaurant and what sounded like a laid back bar form all her impeccable detail. She said it was one of her favorite places. I felt sad all of a sudden, realizing that Bakugou just got his food and was still doing work. I thought if conversation flowed well, I could convince him into being a smidge social tonight…but by the lack of communication I figured he was probably in for the night. So I replied "That sounds awesome, but I will need a rain check. Just got in and am really tired. Long train ride haha but I'll see you two tomorrow for sure!" I lied. But it seemed to work, because after the thumbs down emoji she sent, she made suggestions for tomorrow's lunch break and sent a peace sign emoji with a smiley face. Just then Bakugou walked back in and set the food on the coffee table. Walked into the kitchen and grabbed a plate, walked back in with two sets of chopsticks. He started shoveling some rice from one box onto his plate, then some of the chicken curry from the other. Placing the second set of chopsticks in the rice box he turned around and waltzed back to his desk.
"Have some if you want. I don't usually eat fast food like this but…I wasn't sure when you'd be here. Ha." He almost chuckled.
"Thanks! Maybe I'll have…just a little." I said with a smile
Getting up I made my way to the kitchen, not wanting to poke around too much, I just wanted to grab a paper towel to use as a napkin. Happily I ended up eating the rest of the rice and half of the left over curry. It was really spicy, which wasn't super great, but I was starving and just powered through it.
Suddenly I heard him shut his computer and get up, moving toward the hallway and then disappear. He came back out in loose fitting black sweatpants that looked really good on him. Same grey v neck though. He sat down next to me on the couch, and before I had time to feel awkward he lunged at me making me fall sideways. We both lay there on our sides, not yet spooning because our bodies weren't touching, but it was making me blush at the sudden intimacy. Although he and Todoroki were always at odds, I think Bakugou had more of the fitting personality for Todoroki's quirk. He'd be cold and isolated one second and catch fire the next.
He let out a loud sign that blew right into my ear, his breath was hot and sent shivers up my spine. His right arm wrapped around my shoulders from pulling me down.
"Today fuckin' sucked. What are you watching" he all but casually said as he glanced at the tv.
I just lay frozen, afraid to move or breathe. He let go only to reach over me to the coffee table to grab the remote and started scrolling through movies. He started speaking but I didn't hear him.
"Oi! Any of these interest you?" he said a bit louder.
As I scanned through his options he kept hovering over I actually did want to see the one. It was called "The Martian," an older movie but I never go to see it in theaters. As he was hovering over that option I nudged him with my shoulder and smiled, not that he could see my face luckily. He got the hint and selected it. Laid back into the couch and then I felt his hand rest on my hip.
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