Ochaco woke up to a harsh bump in the road, eyes fluttering open as she realized that she was still in the truck. She sat up slowly, leaving the warmth of Bakugo's shoulder as she looked at her surrounding friends. Kirishima was asleep in the back with Mina, and Kaminari sat up in the front taking his seat talking, probably to Bakugo. She blinked confusingly, until a hand wrapped around her head, returning it to it's place on Bakugo's shoulder. She hummed in response and relaxed, his scent lulling her back to sleep. Bakugo turned to Kaminari who looked between the two of them suspiciously and he was met with harsh red eyes, "Don't."
"Hey," He held his hands up in defense, "Whatever goes on between you and Ochaco is your business."
"There's nothing between us..." Bakugo focused his eyes on the road, hands clenching. Damn it, it really irked him that she would have even given him that kind of attention once that idiot was gone and with some other girl. Just like when icy hot went full out on Deku, but not for him. It really pissed him off that he was second again.
But he couldn't deny that he couldn't stop thinking about her, back pinned to the hood, her body pressed against his, how willing she was to give him everything-
"Bakugo, brakes!"
His eyes snapped open and his foot his the brakes hard, stopping just in top to avoid colliding with a deer. The deer stared back with beady black and took off quickly. During the midst of his daydreaming he hadn't realized that a deer had jumped into the middle of the road.
"What the fuck, man?" Kirishima and Mina had woken up due to the whiplash, leaning over the seats. Ochaco was also fully awake now too, eyes wide opened and arms out as her hands pressed against the front of the truck. Bakugo blinked, when had she gotten up so fast?
"Hey, aren't we a little high off the ground?" Bakugo looked down and realized they were in the air. He turned to her and huffed.
She looked down, "Sorry, release."
The truck thumped down a little, causing everyone to finally breathe out. Bakugo kept his eyes on her. His heart hammered in his chest. Was she awake the whole time? He swore to God, he hoped she didn't hear.
"Wow, you really saved us, Ochaco." Mina leaned over, "Are you okay?"
Ochaco was shaking and nodded, "I just need some air, nausea is hitting me." Kaminari nodded and got up immediately and opened his door. She bolted out and walked towards a few trees. Bakugo let out a frustrated growl and grabbed his hair, cursing under his breath as he hit his head on the steering wheel. Kirishima looked at him then Kaminari. He raised an eyebrow and pointed at Bakugo, but Kaminari shook his head violently.
Mina frowned and looked at Bakugo, "Maybe you should get some air too. That was quite a scare."
He sat up quickly and unbuckled, throwing open his door as he walked to the opposite side of the road from Ochaco and he leaned against the tree. There was no way they were in the air long enough for her to get sick. She had to have heard what he said. "Damn it!" He hissed, as he turned back to the truck and walked back. Ochaco was still by the tree. He didn't know why but he felt angry, "HEY! Cheeks get your ass over here now so we can leave!"
She jumped at his tone and turned, eyes a little red, but she nodded. His heart lurched again in pain and he turned to Kirishima, "Can you drive?"
"Yeah, why? You getting tired?"
"Yeah..." He handed his keys off and hopped into the riders seat as Ochaco approached softly. She turned to Kaminari, whispering to him momentarily and then thanking him as he nodded. She climbed back into the truck in the back with Mina, sitting directly behind Bakugo. Kaminari sat between the two bigger guys in the front middle hump seat as they drove the rest of the way back to UA High dorms. Bakugo frowned, he moved seats for a reason. He wanted to apologize and be close to her, to console her, but she was already putting distance between them. He leaned his head on the window, and looked in the rearview mirror. She was listening to Mina talk, ignoring him. It was dark, so maybe pinky wouldn't even see. He snuck his hand behind his chair and into the small space between his seat and Ochaco's, his hand searching for hers. He found it, but was rewarded with a pinch. He bit his lip in small pain, and attempted again, but she didn't respond then either. He sighed and just pulled his hand back, she was mad, she was definitely not asleep during his small conversation with the dunce face. He let himself doze off to sleep with an empty hand.
When he woke up, they had arrived as Kaminari tapped him lightly. Katuski grumbled and sat up, they were back at one in the morning. Hopefully Aizawa wouldn't catch them in the act. Bakugo held his hand out to Kirishima as he shut his door gently and softly. Everyone made sure to do the same, as any sound could wake up Aizawa. Kirishima handed him the keys and gave him a thumbs up, "Thanks for letting me drive your truck."
"Whatever. Don't think I'll let you do it again." His red eyes caught Ochaco's retreating figure and he glared, "Ochaco, stay." She froze in place and everyone looked at him in surprise. He turned to them, "Bed, all of you. Don't let me catch you eavesdropping or i'll kill you. This is none of your business."
"Ahh, okay..." Mine frowned and turned to Ochaco, giving her a hug, "Night, chaco." The brunette hugged her tightly, telling her a good night in return. They pulled away and Mina walked away, holding hands with Kirishima and a giggling Kaminari. Once they were out of earshot she turned to Bakugo and plastered a false smile on her face.
"Yes, Bakugo?" He felt a vein pop at her formality, "How can I help you?"
"Come here." He demanded.
"Why should I?" She asked curiously.
"Because I said to." His eyes looked deep into hers, and she flushed, "Or should I come to you instead?" His feet started moving in slow strides to her and she felt herself freeze in place, "Angel cheeks..." Her cheeks heated up when he stopped an inch away from her. She held her breath, "Look at me." His hand came up under her chin, forcing her to look at him. He looked at her seriously, there was no hint of anger or frustration on him. She relaxed and let out her breath, "Did you... did you hear us?" He asked.
"I did..." She said honestly.
"I'm sorry." His hand trailed down her face, his thumb stopping on her lips, "I didn't mean to hurt you..."
She bit her lip, "It was just a crazy drunk kiss, what's there to be hurt about?" He paused, then pulled his hand back, and then she did panic. Did she hurt his feelings? "Bakugo, that's not how I meant it."
"No, you're right." He stepped back, "You got drunk and kissed me. That's all it is. There's nothing between us, as I said. In a week, we'll be at different orgs and working for other people, so there's no point in pursuing anything."
"And you're not a rebound." She whispered.
"I'm not a rebound." He nodded.
"But-" She took a step towards him, "I don't care. I don't care if it looks like a rebound, I don't want to look for something serious, I..." She fiddled with the hem of her hoodie, "I just want... someone to distract me..." She flushed, "So I'm not alone with all these thoughts."
"Find someone else..." He tch'd and turned, "If you just want anyone, then what's so great about that?"
He was about to walk back inside when a small hand wrapped around his waist, "Katsuki, please..." He froze, "I won't call for just anyone like that, I can't have just anyone, especially when a majority of these guys think I'm weak and fragile."
Fuck. Did she actually have him?
"Please..." She ran at him and pressed her chest into his back, "Please make me feel like a woman and not some weak little girl."
He heart soared, and he turned and pressed her against his truck for the second time and kissed her like his life depended on it. Her arms came and wrapped around his neck, legs up and around his waist as he pinned, grinding slightly against her and making her moan. He bit her lip and pulled and she moaned his name. He wanted to hear more. His hands snaked up her hoodie, immediately pushing past the bra that felt lacy underneath. She pulled away in shock, "Bakugo-" But he silenced her again, covering her lips with his as his hands grabbed her breasts roughly, squeezing and flicking her nipples as her moans got a little louder. She placed her hands on his shoulders, "Oh fuck." She swore, she fucking swore?! He pulled his lips away and kissed down her neck, stopping at the junction between her pulse and shoulder and began to kiss there.
Mine mine, all of her. She should have been mine to begin with.
"B-Bakugo," She whimpered, "Bakugo, I think I he-"
"Shh, save it for later." His ego was in the way but she pushed against him. He glared down at her, "What the hell, cheeks?"
"Bakugo, someone's out here." She looked up at him scared and fixed her hoodie and her hair. Bakugo turned to look but all he saw was a pair of red eyes beaming back at him and the scary face of his homeroom teacher. He jumped back in front of Ochaco, hands out in front of her defensively.
"And just why in the hell are two of my most promising students out here sucking face at one in the morning breaking curfew?" He glared and Ochaco shivered, standing behind Bakugo. Bakugo growled and turned his head away from Aizawa.
"We don't really have an excuse for that..." Ochaco said quietly. Aizawa eyed the truck behind them and the keys in Bakugo's hands.
"Were you about to leave and go somewhere? Where did you plan on going at this time of night?" Ochaco kept silent and Bakugo sighed.
"Nowhere, sir." Bakugo crossed his arms, "We were just hanging out."
"Oh really?" Aizawa looked between the two of them, "Or did you just so happen to be coming back from somewhere?"
Ochaco gulped and Bakugo hissed, "No, we were just making out in my truck, that's it."
"Then let me see your keys," Aizawa held his hand out, "Since you're such an honest guy, Bakugo, you won't mind if I look at your fuel tank."
Fuck.
They had them.
"Just give us detention already old man." Bakugo didn't back down, "I'm not giving you my keys."
"We're not leaving until one of you," He turns to Ochaco, "Tells me what is going on."
Ochaco bit her lip, "Sorry sir, it was me. I was having withdrawls."
Bakugo and Aizawa were silent, as they looked at her with a confused face. She looked down embarrassingly, "I'm very upset with Deku and how he left. I don't think it was a secret about how I felt about him, I'm sure everyone was aware." She rubbed her arm, "I wanted to feel wanted, after how I've been neglected and pushed to the side all this time..." She looked up at Aizawa seriously, "So I asked Bakugo to take me somewhere and make me feel like a woman."
"Cheeks!" Bakugo shouted but Aizawa put his hand up, silencing him. He looked at her and nodded, motioning for her to continue.
"He didn't want to do it, but I pressured him. In the end, he..." She looked back into Bakugo's eyes, "He didn't take my femininity, he didn't take my woman hood. I kissed him, but we did nothing more. We talked and I let out some deep feelings and anger about Deku leaving and then we came back. I kissed him again before we were about to go inside and that's when you showed up."
Bakugo clenched his fists. Aizawa blinked, "Geez... I don't get paid enough for this."
"So please, I'll take any punishment you see fit. Just don't punish Bakugo, he didn't do anything wrong." She bowed and Aizawa glared at the blonde boy, "You lied to me about leaving."
"I..." He blushed and turned away, "Didn't want to embarrass her..."
"This cute shit makes me sick." Aizawa groaned and turned his back to them, "There's not really much of a punishment I can give you a week before you graduate. So, let's make this nice. Bakugo, you can stay thirty minutes after class for the rest of the week and help with cleaning."
"Fuck." Bakugo snarled.
"As for you Ochaco," He turned, "I'm going to restrict you to your room for the rest of the week when school or school activities are not in function."
"What..." Ochaco frowned, "So, I won't get to go to the graduation party?"
"Depends on how good you are." He points towards the doors, "Now march in there and go to bed. Don't you say a word to each other. It's one in the morning on a Sunday, I should be sleeping."
"Yes, sir..." They both nodded and walked towards the door, Aizawa watched them closely, then followed inside and locked all the doors. Of all the things Aizawa had to do, having to deal with horny teenage pro heroes in progress was the hardest.