Chapter 12
If you told Uraraka after her first day at U-A, that at the end of the year she'd be inside Bakugo's room, sitting on his bed, kissing him, she would have laughed and called you crazy. She probably would have asked if you were feeling well and suggest you should go see Recovery Girl. Because…come on! Bakugo?! No freaking way.
And yet...that was exactly what was happening.
One minute she was laughing the next she felt his warm, surprisingly soft lips on hers.
The mini-Ochako's in her brain were going haywire. Alarm bells were ringing.
WARNING!
BAKUGO KATSUKI IS KISSING YOU!
I REPEAT.
BAKUGO KATSUKI, LORD EXPLOSION FUCKING MURDER HIMSELF, IS KISSING YOU!
Her body went stiff in surprise. Shocked.
And then...just as quickly as it began, it ended.
Uraraka sat in a bit of a daze. Her fingers touched her lip gingerly, she could still feel a slight tingling sensation, remnants of the light pressure that once pressed against them.
She slowly turned to face Bakugo.
His face was a cross between confusion and...constipation?
Uraraka got up from the bed, the book on her lap falling gently to the floor, landing with a small thud. She was too far away at the moment, still trying to catch up to what had happened to notice.
It was Bakugo's turn to have alarm bells ringing. Fuck! Fuck! You didn't even ask...if you could...you...you just...attacked her!
"Uraraka...I'm so..." He used her name for the first time she could remember, voice sounding small...unsure...so unlike him. What if she freaked out on him? Shit. He just wanted her to stop laughing. That was all. (Right?)
To his surprise, Uraraka let out a breathy laugh, effectively cutting him off.
She turned to stare at the boy next to her, her face reflecting wonder? Intrigue?
Whatever it was, it didn't look like she was upset.
Uraraka opened her lips, once, twice...as if she was trying to say something but she couldn't find the words.
She scratched the top of her head in confusion as she stared at him a bit more. Her brows furrowed and she began nibbling on her bottom lip for a bit. Uraraka opened her mouth again, sucking in air as if she was getting ready to speak. She let out the air through her mouth instead.
"Hmm." She murmured, before turning on her heels. She began walking towards the bedroom door.
Bakugo stood up in a flash. Nervous.
"I'm...I'm going back to the dance." She said, her voice held an airy quality to it. Like her brain was somewhere really far away at the moment.
"Ok," Bakugo responded simply. His heart thundering in his chest.
He saw her open his door and step outside into the hallway closing the door behind her.
He hadn't noticed he was holding his breath until he heard the faint ding of the elevator.
Exhaling, he sat back down on his bed.
What the fuck was that! He thought in a panic.
Worse above the fact that he had just fucking kissed the brunette...was her reaction. Or better, her lack thereof.
He would've been able to handle her screaming at him...or hitting him...slapping him? But...she laughed! Well chuckled but whatever.
She hadn't looked upset though. Just confused. Which is understandable. Because well...yea.
For the first time, in a very long time, Bakugo's mind was drawing a blank.
Well, at least that's done with. He thought quietly.
He began to move himself to a laying position when he felt his shoe kick something small.
He instinctively looked down.
"Are you fucking kidding me!" He groaned.
After all of that.
After probably one of the most mortifying 24 hours of his entire life...he still had the damn book.
Her stupid fucking book.
"Grrraah!"'
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Uraraka arrived at her room thoroughly exhausted from the night.
She had arrived back to the dance to find a deeply worried Mina and Jiro outside in the hallway leading up to the dance. They immediately began to apologize but Uraraka had smiled at them genuinely and said it was fine.
Because well…it was fine. In the end, it wasn't really that big of a deal. No biggie at all.
So what…her and Bakugo kissed…or well he kissed her…it was whatever.
Nothing to freak out about.
People kissed all the time.
Everything was fine.
"Oh, I love this song!" She exclaimed at her two friends, cutting off the questions that they were beginning to ask. The two girls gave each other a knowing look before smiling and nodding at Uraraka. Each girl looped on of their arms over one of Uraraka's before heading back into the dance.
Uraraka had managed to spend the rest of the night dancing with her friends. Thoughts of NSFW books and loud blondes and amazingly soft and warm lips nowhere in sight. Mostly. If she kept busy enough and didn't let her mind wander.
About an hour in she became aware that he had also returned to the dance.
Not that she was looking for him. No, not in the slightest.
It didn't matter to her one bit if he came back to the dance or not.
Nope.
She had just heard her classmates announce his return.
That's it.
She's got ears you know.
Thankfully, Uraraka must have exceeded her "awkward teenage encounters" quota because she was successful in avoiding him for the rest of the night.
When Tsu said it was 9:30p and she still needed to pack her stuff for the break, Uraraka offered to walk back with her; she needed to pack as well.
Tsu and Uraraka walked back towards the dorms happily chit-chatting about the dance and what they were looking forward to doing during their break. Their last real vacation for a while.
Uraraka waived to Tsu before getting off the elevator on her floor telling her friend she'd say goodbye tomorrow before heading to the train.
She was feeling kind of relaxed. Finally!
Content.
She'd pack her stuff, get ready for bed and then, when she was finally nice and alone, she'd completely overthink the last couple of hours until she was all riled up and absolutely confused. Sounds like a solid plan.
She let out a deep sigh as she approached her door.
Her heart skipped a beat when she noticed that sitting on the floor of her bedroom door was none other than…
"My book!" She squeaked, as she hurriedly shuffled towards the door to pick it up. As she walked into her room, closing and locking the door behind her, she quickly realized that she must have dropped it when she was too busy freaking out over getting kissed earlier.
She placed the book on her nightstand as she began to take off her heels.
Uraraka looked herself in the mirror one more time before turning to take off her dress and undo her braid. She grabbed a makeup wipe and sat down on her bed in her bra and underwear as she began to wipe one of her eyes. The other stared at the book.
He must have left it there before heading back to the dance. She thought as she began to nibble at her bottom lip.
She finished wiping her makeup off, got up from her bed and walked to where the book was, throwing the dirty wipe in the trash next to her nightstand.
She quickly grabbed an oversized shirt, grabbed her book and went back to the bed, putting on the shirt on the way.
Uraraka stared at the ceiling.
Her mind reeling.
Bakugo Katsuki had kissed her.
He kissed her.
Did she like it?
Well, she didn't hate it…but…
Uraraka grabbed a pillow and screamed into it.
She sat back up and turned towards her mirror. She put a finger on her mouth again as she stared at herself.
If she thought about it hard enough she could still remember his lips on hers. It felt…nice. She thought, a slight blush forming on her cheeks.
He was really warm…and he smelled…Like cookies. The thought came to her, deepening her blush.
Bakugo Katsuki had kissed her!
She began chuckling slightly.
It was insane!
It's not that she didn't find him attractive. Anyone with eyes could see how damn hot he was. He was also loud and rude and downright annoying sometimes.
But…her brain interceded.
He had calmed down significantly. He had grown. He was willing to work as a team now…even though he still called everyone extras and was aggressive about it…he tried. Progress.
Uraraka had noticed all this but she had never noticed him…in that way. Especially after the whole Deku situation, she had vowed not to let boys get in the way of her goals ever again. Or well, not let her feelings for boys distract her. Actually not have any romantic feelings for anyone.
But she didn't have romantic feelings for the blonde!
It was just a kiss.
You're overthinking this Ochako! She gently scolded herself.
"It's not that big of a deal." She told herself for the hundredth time.
And she'd prove it.
Uraraka grabbed her phone and searched for her contacts. She got to the B's and quickly found his number. After the summer training camp incident, all the students in 1-A had been required to have each other's phone numbers in case of an emergency. In true fashion, Bakugo had barked that he refused to give his info to a bunch of extras but Midnight could be pretty persuasive, you know when she sort of put him to sleep and had Kirishima give his number out to the rest of the class.
She was going to text him thank you for the book like she would any of her classmates if they had returned something that was hers.
She tapped on his contact info, hit the message button, and began typing.
Uraraka Ochako: Thank you for giving me my book back
Send.
There easy-peasy…
Uraraka felt dread immediately wash over her.
Oh no! Oh no! What had she done? She shouldn't have texted him. What was she thinking! This is weird!
Uraraka looked at the phone in a mild state of panic. She read over her message.
Ugh to top it off, I sound rude!
A happy face. I'll add a happy face. It's fine. It'll be a casual happy face.
Uraraka Ochako: ;)
Send.
Uraraka looked at her phone.
"NO!" She exclaimed.
A winky face! Uraraka felt her whole face go red.
She groaned in frustration. How do I un-send? How do I un-send!
Uraraka was panicking more than just slightly now.
She was about to send an explanation regarding the very unfortunate typo when she saw the three little dots inside a bubble pop up, indicating that the person on the opposite end of this message thread was typing a response.
Uraraka felt her heart drop to her stomach.
She stared intensely at those three little dots. Her heart pounding.
The dots disappeared. Relief washed over her for a millisecond before dread gripped at her intestines again. What was he going to say? Why did he stop typing?
Before she could fall further down the rabbit hole the three dots appeared again.
Her heart clenched in anticipation.
The three dots disappeared.
This is bad! This is bad! Uraraka began freaking out.
Stop just explain the mix-up! It's very common! She began breathing fast. She was about to begin typing again when her phone rang.
"AHHHHHH!" She screamed, dropping her phone.
Her heart thundered in her chest as she slowly began to come down from being frightened.
"Uraraka?" A disembodied voice came from her floor. It sounded low and very far away.
Uraraka stared down at her phone on the floor blankly.
Of course. Of course, she would accidentally pick up his call because today was clearly fuck with Uraraka's head day.
"CHEEKS!? YOU THERE?! HELLO?!"
AN: Sorry I took a bit to update. This weekend was crazy. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! This fic is more like a mild burn so I hope it doesn't seem to fast or unrealistic lol I tried really hard to set the stage between them to avoid that but we'll see.
Again...I'd like to take the time to thank everyone for your nice reviews. It really makes my day to see you all enjoy the absurdity that comes out of my brain :D
Racheeele, Sandy24, Bondlyd, margaret7188, Ariwaveya - I'm glad you're all loving the fic! I sincerely hope the feeling continues! iamthewerepire - lmao! pretty horny apparently! I like slow burns but I get frustrated because most of the time I'm like KISS ALREADY...so they did lol Dragonlily626 - I updated so please dont sue me! :)