Chapter 28

Kissing Bakugo was intoxicating.

His sugary aroma overwhelmed her senses until all she could focus on was the feel of his unyielding body above her and his tongue on her neck. She would've kept going. In all honesty, she wasn't sure she would have been able to stop them. Uraraka had denied herself release for too long and she finally had him. All the erotic dreams, all that needless torture she had put herself through, every charged glance between them, all of it was finally yielding a reward. Uraraka was ready for all of it. Physically, at least. Her body demanding what she had denied it for too long.

It was Bakugo who came to his senses first.

"Angel?" His warm breath tickling her earlobe, sending another shockwave through her body.

"Mmmm…" Uraraka moaned, she was lost to anything that wasn't the feel of his calloused fingers on her heated skin.

"We should stop."

Uraraka felt him begin to pull away. She wanted to drag him back down, to feel his welcomed weight on top of her, but by the time she gathered enough of her senses he was already standing up and stretching a hand out to help her. Flushed and out of breath, Uraraka accepted and let herself be dragged onto her feet.

They stood in front of each other awkwardly. Uraraka shifted her weight from one foot to the other, unsure of what this all meant and definitely not ready to sift through it. For his part, Bakugo was trying desperately to hide his hard-on.

"Thanks for the chocolates," Bakugo said suddenly, diverting Uraraka's eyesight back to the head atop his shoulders.

"You're welcome." Uraraka managed to whisper. She needed to regroup, gather her bearings and figure out what the heck had just happened. And she sure as hell was not going to be able to do that standing not even two feet in front of him.

"Okay, bye!"

Uraraka half-shouted, racing out of Bakugo's room before he could even blink.

She needed space. Some time to think. To process.

She needed to tell someone!

Bakugo had kissed her! She kissed him! They freaking kissed!

Uraraka couldn't stop smiling like an idiot. She had wanted to do so much more than that. She would have let him too. Uraraka had been so tightly wound for so long that she had come precariously close from exploding just by standing too close to him.

Uraraka had wanted more. Was it finally happening?

She knew exactly who she wanted to talk too.

Uraraka knocked, barely able to contain her excitement. She knew things had been a little weird between them but this was huge! Surely whatever was going on between them did not preclude her from coming to her room and sharing what could be one of the most amazing things that had happened to her, excluding her quirk, getting into U.A. and making amazing friends of course.

"One second."

Uraraka heard muffled sounds and then a loud crash.

"Tsu-chan?" She knocked again, sounding worried.

Uraraka strained her ear and could have sworn she heard rushed whispering. She was about to press her ear against the door as was apparently becoming a habit but before she had the opportunity to do so, Tsu opened the door.

"Hi." She said curtly, sounding a tad bit out of breath.

"Hi…" Uraraka shifted her eyes between Tsu-chan and her room behind her.

"What's up Chako-chan?" Tsu said, trying to sound upbeat.

"Uhm, are you busy?" Uraraka was positive she saw a shadow move behind Tsu-chan.

"Actually, yes a little. I'll stop by your room in a bit yea. Okay, bye." Tsu-chan smiled at Uraraka before closing the door.

Uraraka stood in front of Tsu's door for a second processing what had just happened.

Okay, that was weird.

Tsu has never been one to act shifty. And yet…Uraraka was positive she had been trying to hide something.

Confused in more ways than one, Uraraka decided to return to her room.

Uraraka spent thirty minutes of agonizing torture sitting alone in her bed, rummaging through all the events of the last couple weeks. She had heard her phone ring but she refused to even look at who was calling her. Other than her parents, anyone else was probably going to want to talk about Bakugo and the chocolates. Worse…what if it was Bakugo!

No, it was better for her to freak out in peace. At least alone no one would judge her. Except herself. She could judge herself. And she did. Because all of this was insane! Right?

A light tapping at her door brought her back to the present.

"Chako-chan?"

Uraraka took a second to register the owner of the voice before practically sprinting towards her bedroom door and dragging her best friend into her room.

"Is everything alright Ochako?" Tsu asked, letting herself be dragged towards the bed.

"Mmhhh yup. A huh. Super fine. Great. Everything is perfect. Awesome…" Uraraka let go of Tsu and began pacing up and down her room frantically.

Tsu stared at her friend for a bit, giving her some time to burn some of the borderline hysteria out before she tried to intervene. By the looks of it though, that might take a while.

"Wait," She turned to Tsu suddenly, startling the frog-quirk user, "First, I need to say I'm really sorry."

"Sorry?" Tsu looked at her quizzically.

"Well...I know you're kinda mad with me and I just dragged you from something important to come to listen to me freak out."

Tsu looked down at her lap uncomfortably.

"Tsu-chan?"

"I'm not mad," She said playing with the hem of her oversized shirt. "I'm upset."

Uraraka kneeled down on the floor in front of Tsu. Hearing she was upset and not mad was somehow worse.

"Tsu-chan, whatever I did to make you upset I want you to know I didn't do it on purpose." Uraraka's eyes watered with emotion. It was a little too much, this day. If she was honest, Uraraka had been on edge for more than one reason. She had avoided thinking about how weird things were getting with Tsu because she was deeply afraid of losing one of her best friends. Tsu had been her first real girlfriend. Sure, she had friends in primary and middle school, but going through everything they had gone through as first-year hero students, that meant something. Their friendship ran deep.

What if this is it?

"I know Ochako…it's just. I thought we were good friends," She sighed heavily before turning back to look at Uraraka, "but you didn't even trust me enough to tell me about you and Bakugo."

Oh.

Uraraka remained quiet, taking in her friends' words.

"You told me about your crush on Deku and well…" Tsu let her thought hang between them. Their eyes met for a second, trying to convey what they weren't able to express in words.

"Tsu-chan, I didn't tell you because I…" Uraraka started confidently but stuttered as she went on, "I just…there was nothing really to tell. I didn't even know I liked him until…" She was having difficulty voicing what she felt out loud.

Uraraka took a deep breath, holding it in for a bit before releasing it.

Why didn't I tell her?

The reality of the situation hit her like a ton of bricks. All this time she kept trying to play it off like it was no big deal. She kept trying to explain away his behavior. Certainly, it couldn't mean what everyone thought it meant. There was just no way. If she allowed herself to think that then what if it wasn't true. What if she gave herself the space to hope and then it just…

"I was in super denial." She said simply, "It's well…I…ugh!" Uraraka stood back up suddenly, "It's Bakugo! Tsu-chan, Bakugo. Bakugo. Tsu-chan…Bakugo." Uraraka had started pacing up and down her room again.

Tsu giggled, easing some of the tension that had settled between them.

"Yes, you said that."

Uraraka paused her pacing to smile at her friend before continuing.

"But I mean, Bakugo doesn't do crushes or girlfriends or…" The more she said it out loud the bigger the pit in her stomach grew. She had been ignoring it for some time now because a small part of her hoped…but, well, what she was saying had merit.

"I didn't want to…you know. If I say it out-loud Tsu-chan it makes it too real."

Tsu nodded.

"You don't have to say it," She extended her arm towards her panicking friend. Uraraka took it and let her pull her down onto the open spot on the bed. "I was upset because I thought you had told Mina and Hagakure before you did me…I thought you didn't trust me."

"Tsu-chan! No, of course, that wasn't it. I trust you. You were the first person I went too after giving him the chocolates and we made out and I was going to ask you to help me figure it all out and…"

"You made out!"

Tsu's sudden outburst halted Uraraka in her tracks.

"I..uhm..yes." Uraraka felt a sudden rush of blood invade her cheeks. "A little."

"Chako-chan," Tsu extended her arms behind her and leaned back "I don't think people make out with each other if they aren't even a little bit attracted to one another."

Uraraka stuck her tongue out at Tsu. She knew it was childish but she was trying desperately to ignore the butterflies in her stomach at the thought of Bakugo's lips on hers.

Tsu laughed.

"Ochako, I think he likes you."

"No, he doesn't."

"Okay, sure." Tsu conceded but she gave Uraraka a smug look.

"He doesn't. And even if he did, I don't." Uraraka huffed.

"It's okay," Tsu chuckled, "If you did. You don't have to explain yourself."

Uraraka sat down next to Tsu and tucked a stray hair behind her ear nervously. She suddenly felt deflated.

"It's just…"

"Ochako," Tsu cut her off, "I still think he's vulgar and loud and a bit violent, but anyone with eyes can see he has been trying to be what I suppose passes as nice for him to you specifically."

"You think?"

Tsu shrugged in response.

The two friends stared at each other before a sudden loud knock made them jump.

"Cheeks you in there?"

Uraraka stiffened. She turned to Tsu, eyes bugging out slightly. What the hell is he doing here ?! Tsu tapped Uraraka's knee in a reassuring manner before standing up with a soft sigh. Uraraka reached for her friend. Don't go, she tried to say. The last thing Uraraka wanted to do right now was talk to him because he would probably want to know why she just bailed on him (again) and she really didn't want to go into it with him.

"He likes you." Tsu said with a sense of definitiveness, before walking towards Uraraka's door and opening it.

"I'll tell you more about it later Chako-chan," Tsu said off-handedly, providing a cover for her friend that Uraraka was too busy freaking out to realize she probably wanted, "Bakugo." She greeted him as she walked past him and out Uraraka's room.

Bakugo nodded but said nothing.

The two remained in silence, one frozen to her bed, the other frozen at the doorway until they heard the elevator doors close.

Say something Ochako!

"Uhm, hi…" Uraraka tried her best to sound calm.

Bakugo walked into her room without asking and closed the door behind him. He hesitated for a bit before walking further into her room.

"Lock it." She squeaked and immediately turned red. Bakugo raised his eyebrows in question.

"Mina has a habit of barging in and I'd rather she…" Bakugo lifted a hand to stop her from going any further. He swiftly turned back around and locked the door.

The click from the lock like thunder.

An uneasy silence settled between them and neither made eye contact.

"So…" Uraraka tried to fill the void.

She had always had a difficult time with silence and today was no exception.

"Why'd you run out?" Bakugo said suddenly. He had always had a proclivity towards bluntness and it also seemed like today was no exception.

"I…well…" She stood up from her bed, unsure of what to do or say.

How does one explain fear to the fearless?

"If I did anything to overstep or make you feel pressured…" He continued, starting confidently but seemingly losing his nerve somewhere along the way.

"NO!" Uraraka shouted, "Sorry," She lowered her voice and looked down at her feet slightly embarrassed.

"I mean no, that wasn't it…" She mumbled. Far from it!

"Then why?"

Why was he like this? Couldn't he just drop it?

"You're really not going to let it go."

"No."

Uraraka let her head drop and her shoulders sag in defeat.

"If you didn't like something all you had to do was say so." He huffed, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"It wasn't that. Trust me when I say it wasn't that."

"Then what Cheeks, because one minute we're making out and the next your hustling out of there like your ass was on fire." He narrowed his eyes at her.

Well when you put it that way...

"Bakugo…"

How could she explain it in a way that wasn't mortifying? How could she tell him that she raced out of there because she wanted so badly to jump his bones? What was she supposed to say? Hmm, well you see I left to stop myself from grabbing you and grinding against you until I came.

No. That sounded humiliating.

"Round face." He said impatiently.

"Stop calling me that!" She said reactively.

"What the fuck else am I supposed to call you?!"

Bakugo took a step forward, his words sounded angry but his eyes wouldn't leave her lips.

"I like Angel!"

He took another step.

"You want me to call you Angel!?"

He was so close now.

"Maybe!"

So fucking close.

Bakugo grabbed her, lifting her up as he slammed his lips on hers. Uraraka wrapped her legs around his waist instinctively. Their tongues lapping at each other in desperation.

His hands cupped her ass and she ground her hips into him. He moaned sinfully into her mouth and she rubbed herself against him with zeal.

"Angel?" He pulled away, red eyes piercing her chocolate orbs.

She hopped off him. He simply eyed her cautiously. If he were anyone else, she'd even call it nervously. But the Uraraka he knew was long gone. A different part of her brain had taken over and it was desperate for release. Uraraka grabbed him by the shirt and tossed him on her bed.

"Cheeks?" His voice sounded guarded but his eyes took her greedily, stopping at the bit of exposed skin between her cropped sweater and her yoga pants.

Feeling emboldened by his blatant appreciation of her, she climbed onto his lap, straddling him.

"Just…shut up. Please." She looked up at him timidly. A sharp contrast from her otherwise bold moves.

Bakugo nodded, swallowing loudly.

"Kiss me." She said softly.

Bakugo's hands rested on her thighs, the warmth of them permeating through the thin layer of clothing between them. She suddenly hated her yoga pants and wished desperately she hadn't been wearing them at the moment. Uraraka wanted to feel his hands on her bare skin.

Their lips met once more. The kiss was gentle. Soft. Two people slowly discovering each other. The air electrified around them. The more they tasted the hungrier they became. Their kiss increased in fervor. They couldn't get close enough no matter how hard they tried. Tangled in each other, they fell back on her bed. She writhed above him with reckless abandon. Uraraka felt like she was burning from the inside out. Bakugo held her firmly, one hand twisted in her hair while the other squeezed her ass. As Uraraka ground into his hardness Bakugo reciprocated, rutting against her heat with little regard to what they were doing. Lost in each other, their touches became desperate.

A small part of her brain kept telling her to stop. To pull away. But her body had long since disconnected from her brain.

Making it even harder to stop was Bakugo's inability to keep quiet. He kept mumbling sweet nothings into her ear, egging her on. Telling her she was beautiful and what a sweet angel she was.

More.

Uraraka pulled back suddenly. There were too many clothes between them. She wanted to feel him, wanted him to feel her. She was about to take off her crop-top hoodie when they heard a loud bang.

Uraraka jumped off Bakugo's lap with a small squeak and he immediately sat up.

Another loud bang followed.

The pair turned towards where the noise came from. Still breathing heavily, Uraraka took a step back giving Bakugo some space to stand up.

The banging mellowed into a soft tapping sound.

Curious, they walked towards the wall opposite Uraraka's bed.

They could hear soft tapping increased in volume as they got closer to the wall. It sounded like if something was banging against it in continuous intervals. Uraraka and Bakugo turned to each other, both looking perplexed.

"Aaahhh! Kiri!" They heard a disembodied voice moan from the other side of the wall.

Uraraka and Bakugo jumped back from the wall quickly but to no avail. The moaning got louder, the thumping got faster and then…it stopped.

Silence enveloped them once more.

Neither dared to breathe, let alone speak.

Uraraka swallowed loudly.

Did that just...did we just...

What was she supposed to do? To say?

Bakugo stood frozen on her floor, staring at the wall that connected her room with Mina's.

After a minute that seemed to last an eternity, Bakugo thawed.

A maniacal smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Bakugo?" Uraraka asked slightly worried.

Why was he smiling?

What's happening?

Bakugo chuckled in a way that only made her worry more.

"I'm going to kill him." He said simply, walking towards her bedroom door.

It took Uraraka a beat to process his words. By the time she came too he was already halfway out the door.

...

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"Wait…what?!"

AN: I was really trying to get this out for Kacchako Day but it's been a ROUGH couple of days. If you follow me on twitter i'm sure you may have noticed that my attention has been otherwise focused on more pressing issues. I was pretty drained writing this so please be gentle if this is not super well written :( Either way, where I'm at it's 12:05am sooo I'm not too late.

Happy Kacchako Day! 3 & thanks again for all the continued support for this story. Your reviews brighten up my days.