Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia

Ochako Uraraka POV

We stumble through the front door and by we I mean Bakugou. I remember him saying he had work tomorrow so maybe it wasn't the best idea to go to a bar tonight. But, I was happy to explore, Tokyo is nothing like where I live. Everything is open later, and it seems like even people are younger here. We were able to walk, which anything near me is either a drive or a train away. It felt good to be out here, it felt good to be around old friends. I walk Bakugou to the couch and let him know that i was gunna shower.

In the shower I thought how maybe things could go back to "normal" whatever our normal was. Was it friends, was it best friends, I can't remember.. Our relationship had always been something special, he knew things that even Izuku didn't know about me. I never felt like he pitied me when I told him my worries. He never offered "solutions" he just listened, which is sometimes all I needed. I was strong, I am strong. I am capable of solving my own issues, but some times it was nice to just talk things through, with no real goal of finding an answer. He was that for me back in the UA days. Maybe that's why i was so excited to see where this trip would leave us. After tonight I was sure we were on a track towards something good.

There's also the other side of him.. the side I try and impress. I don't know how to explain it. Maybe it his general disinterest with 99% of things, but when he give me his attention my heart soars. I have honestly never felt more special than when he offers me his interest. This is where the head games start.. Because i don't think he knows how much this affects me. Fear starts to creep in...what if we do get back into a friendship just for him to drop off again. I don't know if i could take that again. I brush the shampoo through my hair and remind myself that the first step is still just reconnecting. I can't get ahead of myself with worry. Just take it step by step.

"Remember you're still mad at him for not talking to you FOR YEARS...Right. Just reconnect but be wary" i remind myself out loud

Finishing up I step out of the shower and grab a towel and dry my hair before I make my way out of the bathroom and notice Bakugou is no longer on the couch. I better hurry and grab my clothes so I don't make this awkward.
"Crap." I say out loud when I get to my bag

"Hey watch your language there missy" I hear him mock from the kitchen
I forgot I ruined my night shirt this morning with the juice and muffin.
Ugh i grabbed my work blouse and put on my pj shorts. This looked weird. Which of course he noticed.

"You look weird." he deadpans as he makes his way out of the kitchen with a glass of water in hand.
"Well it's not like a planned to spill juice on myself this morning. But it's fine it's only for the night" I say
"Nah that looks too weird, you can borrow one of mine" he says as he makes his way to his room.

He comes back with a shirt entirely too large for me and throws it at my face. Luckily i catch it.
"You don't have to.." I mention
"You really wanna sleep in all those buttons and shit?" He cocks an eyebrow at me.
"Thanks" is all I say before I make my way back to the bathroom to change.

I was right, the shirt was too big, it covered my shorts when on without moving my arms up. But at least it was clean and comfortable. It smelled really good too... Bakugou had this unique scent to him, I remember inhaling deeply every time I hugged him back in the day. I think it comes fro his quirk. Its something sweet but more smokey. He claims he doesn't really use cologne, which i didn't believe for the longest time. But I did find out it was his natural scent. Some people get all the luck. I have a scented perfume AND I usually wear a fragrance.
I come out of the bathroom to see Bakugou made up the couch for him to sleep in for the night. A small part of me was disappointed because we talked to much the night before. But this was probably for the best. He did have work tomorrow after all. We caught eyes before I waved and said "Goodnight!" and turned to get into bed. I looked through my messages quick. A few from Tadashi, who had gone to bed a few hours ago. One from Tsuyu asking about my trip. And another from Jiro just confirming the schedule tomorrow. We had a shorter session tomorrow, I had planned to do the session see Jiro a bit and then leave for the train to get home for the weekend. Before I put my phone away I received another text message.

"Remember not to mess up my stuff" Bakugou sends
He is the silliest
"Can't make any pomises :P" I reply
"...Cheeks" I can imagine him having a scolded look
"Just kidding, and hey don't you have work tomorrow..GET TO BED" I joke
"Shift starts at 3pm m'am" he replied

"lucky you, i should be up by 7:30 tomorrow" I say
"we fall into comfortable conversation only a wall apart. That is until he mentions the shirt.
"shirt looks good on ya" he states as a matter of fact
I somewhat blush, he shouldn't be talking to me like that.
"I promise ill fold it up nicely tomorrow, thanks again for letting me borrow it." I say
"It's really not a big deal. That is an old one anyway, doesn't even really fit me." he states
"Do you really read all of these" i asked when I sent a picture of his book collection on his bed frame.
Next thing i hear is his door opening and him sitting on top of his bed.

"Am I gunna have to kick you out" he says plainly
"hey I didn't touch I'm only looking" I feign an apology
Then i feel him grab the end of the shirt he let me borrow and hike it up a bit. I quickly looked at him with a blush as the shirt had crawled up toward the waist of my pj bottoms.
"Just making sure you're wearing pants. It'd be werid ya know" he nonchalantly says

"Wouldn't it be weirder if I wasn't and now you just tugged on the shirt..." i giggled out as i tug the shirt back down

"You're such a weirdo" he says

I move to give him room to sit and luckily he takes the hint. He's still swaying a bit, so I am sure he is still feeling good from the bar.

We end up talking again most of the night and i wake up to find us in somewhat of a strange position. My right leg is on top of his left, I know i tend to stretch when I sleep but this was a bit embarassing. But that is not what made me blush when i woke up. Bakugou's left hand found its was to my lower hip, we faced each other when we eventually fell asleep but we were a pretty good distance apart...aside from our hips-down, which seemed to get intertwined; we kind of made a "V" or a "Y" maybe. I felt my face turn red as i slowly got out of this strange position. Which I did sucessfully as quite as possible. My blush didn't fade as I changed, got ready and ran out the door.

A/N: I hope this format comes out okay... while writing all these crazy symbols came up. Which was extremely frustrating when i went to post and had to reedit everything. I am excited for where this fic is about to head when Ochako heads home. :)