Mina stretched as she noisily walked to her room, throwing her things down without a care in the world. For her, today was long and boring, and she deserved some time to herself for successfully doing absolutely nothing.
Just like every other day.
As she changed out of her uniform and freshened up, the knocking on her door caught her attention.
"Come in!" To her, surprise, Ochako stumbled into her room, before quickly averting her eyes.
"Oh gosh! I'm so sorry!"
"Pfft! Ochako, it's fine! I mean, unless, you're Mineta in disguise. That would be bad." The two girl exchanged laughter before Uraraka shut the door, and with quite the interesting textbook in her hand. "Hm? Whatcha' got there?" Mina asked while slipping on a shirt over her black bra, which was still rather visible.
"Oh, I thought you could help me with my homework." Ochako clapped her hands together, perspiration flooding her face, as she knew this was quite the risk- asking Mina for help on homework.
"Huh, you don't say." The pink girl slipped into rather comfy pajama bottoms. "Well, I do know my way around a book. Lemme see."
"Uh, M-Mina. You're holding it upside down..."
"Oh-ho! Er, yeah! Right, heheh..."
Mina's brain steamed with stress as she sat at her table for about 5 minutes. "Hey, uh, Mina-" Uraraka began, but was startled by the roar of the beast, Mina thrashing her fists on the table.
"No! I've got this!" Ashido stated sternly, fidgeting while coming across terms she couldn't remember for the life of her. What was going on!? When Todoroki taught her these things, they all made sense. "I've...I've...oh, who am I kidding!? I don't got this!" The pink girl ruffled her hair in frustration and sunk in her seat in defeat, the steam engine in her noggin' exploding with the force of...'exploding'...that's it!
"Oh my gosh! I, like, totally know who can do this!" Black and gold eyes sparkled bright after reaching an astonishing breakthrough, as there was one other boy from Class 1-A in her 9 o'clock class.
"Really!?" Uraraka joined in with an elated smile of her own. She was saved! "Well!? Who is it Mina!? Spit it out!"
"Bakugo!"Ashido spun around with a snap.
...
Mina couldn't help but realize that the life in the room had been slaughtered, looking down to her pink-cheeked friend didn't have that gleam in her eye anymore.
"No~! Really, Ochako, listen!" Ashido walked beside her friend in need with bright lights beaming. "He's super good at this stuff. You should see him in class, he knows everything! He's like a...I don't know! Like a super genius!" The determination in her eyes was convincing to say the least, Ashido certain that Katsuki was the answer. "Watch, I'll go ask him!"
"Mina, no! That's really ok-"
"It'll take two seconds!"
Bakugo had just returned from his shower, his body still wet and baggy sweatpants hanging low. Just three more days of hell left, he thought to himself as he fell to his bed. He was sick of being locked down, but rules were rules. And it wasn't like he could just relax. Having Midoriya around only made him angry.
And his house arrest would be at least bearable if there wasn't any more knocking on his damn door!
Bakugo growled and sat up, stomping in anger. He'd have just about enough of these interruptions of his spare time.
Meanwhile, Mina waited for the explosive boy to open the door.
"Gee, I really hope he's not sleeping..." But the louder the stomping got, the more the pink girl braced herself to get 'Bakugo'd'. And as she expected, the door flew open and the boy's anger filled the hallway. She closed her eyes in fear as she was yelled at.
"Dammit, who the hell is it!?" Bakugo looked down at the Mina, and somehow he felt himself calm down. It was weird, he wasn't all that angry to see Ashido at his door. But angry nonetheless. "The hell do you want?"
"Well you see, I…" As Mina opened her eyes, it was like she awoke in a dream. Because the first thing her gaze laid eyes on was the V-line Bakugo's low pants revealed. Time felt like it was moving in slow motion, her eyes rolling over to his chiseled body: abdomen screaming for her fingers, muscles bulging on his arm as he leaned against the doorway, even his upper body was beyond defined. Mina could see her pink complexion reflecting off the water droplets that clung to his body, and there was a deep aroma coming off of him that honestly made her hungry. By the time their eyes met, Mina was convinced that angels were on earth. He was more than just handsome...
Bakugo was beautiful.
"Wow…" Mina said blatantly while she stared into his eyes, making Bakugo uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable.
"W-what the hell are you gawking at!? Hey! Cut it out dammit!" He stepped back, putting his arms up in self-defense to cover himself.
"S-sorry! I, uh...my bad!? I'll just come back later!" Mina turned and stormed down the hall as fast as she could, covering her face with her textbook. "Hey wait a minute!" Bakugo was baffled. What just happened?
The damsel slid down her door, flustered beyond belief. What was this feeling in her stomach? It felt like burning butterflies lighting her sanity asunder.
"Why is he so...hot!?" The horned girl could barely contain her excitement, accidentally secreting acid from her hands.
"What the heck!? Ugh, this never happens...!" She shook her hands nervously while realizing she was out of breath. Not only that, she was sweating, and there was a heat burning low between her legs.
Mina couldn't decipher what any of this meant but charted it off as something she could simply shake off. She went into the bathroom and splashed her face with some water, looking at herself in the mirror. As the droplets trickled down her face, she looked down in the sink, a bit saddened.
Maybe she really wasn't taking this 'hero' thing seriously. Look where she was now: gawking over cute boys when she still had some improvements to make. Big ones. Sure, she could daydream about Todoroki all day, as well look at the cute and handsome features of her other classmates.
"But him…"
Ashido didn't consider herself allowed to think of him in that way. He was something that other students weren't: an elite egotist who already knew what it meant to be a hero and wouldn't waver. During the Sports Festival, she'd never felt such passion, such invigoration.
To Mina, Bakugo was everything she wanted to be, baring all the yelling and whatnot.
"...you don't get to think about him like that."
Mina shut the sink off and was broken out of her trance as Uraraka and Asui walked into the bathroom laughing, only to see the expression on the pink girl's face.
"Ribbit? Ashido, are you ok?"
"Yeah Mina, what's the matter? I don't think I've ever seen you so serious…" Uraraka assumed the worst, walking up and lowering herself to Ashido's ear. "Did it not go well? I'm sorry! I should've done it myself! I-"
Mina dried her face and smacked her cheeks together, putting on a bright smile.
"Huh? Of course it went well. Sgt. Ashido never fails a mission!" The pink girl goofed while saluting, assuring her friends that she wasn't losing her mind deep down, and persuaded them into going with her to convince Sato to bake another one of his signature cakes. Who could resist the sweet taste of sugary goodness? She needed to eat something yummy to get her mind off things.
"I'll get you the help you and I both need." Ashido's antics sparked further laughter as the girls departed from the bathroom.
But she wasn't a soldier by any means. Mina waged war with the approaching dusk, tossing and turning in her bed, her body craving something. Something so tenderizing she could just taste it. So scrumptious she wanted to wrap her fingers around devour endlessly. So creamy she wouldn't let a drop go to waste, lapping up every bit of frosting.
"Mm, I need it!" Mina said in hushed fashion, her body aching for this craving from earlier today.
"Sato's cake is in the fridge, and I'm helping myself. Hmph!" The girl rolled out of bed, on the prowl.
She'd never realized how quiet things were around here at night. Doors shut tight, and so late at night, everyone was sleep and sound.
"Wait!" Covert-Ops Mina realized something vital. "Bakugo has the kitchen…key?" To her surprise, the door was left unlock. "Perfect!"
She crept her way to the fridge, opening it and gazing upon her treasure. There, sitting perfectly in the middle of the fridge, was Sato's cake no one could get enough of.
"~We'll be together soon, my precious~!" The pink girl said lustfully, carrying the cake and placed it on the counter before reaching for a cutting knife in one of the cabinets.
There was a technique to cutting one of Sato's cakes. Gently, swiftly, and make sure you have a big enough piece that your satisfied (the former two didn't apply to Mina much).
When the patter of feet filled the hallway, however, Mina freaked out, completely forgetting she was cutting a cake and pricking her finger a bit.
"Ouch!"
"Hm? The hell are you doing up?"
Mina jumped, looking up and feeling the same stirring in her body as she did earlier, as Bakugo stood in the doorway.
"I, I uh...I had a craving." Mina hung her head low in, defeated, getting no more than a sucking of teeth from the boy. That was the second one today, directed towards her. She didn't know, but something about him really got a reaction out of her.
"Oh yeah tough guy? What are you doing up so late then, hm?"
"I forgot to lock the door- y'know so morons like you don't go snoo—" But his stomach betrayed him, growling loud enough for Mina to arch her eyebrow. "W-whatever, I don't need to explain myself to you!"
Like children bickering during nap time.
The explosion boy casually walked past Ashido before foraging through the fridge. Then, something crossed the girl's mind.
"Hey, uh, Bakugo?"
"What do you want?" the boy sighed, not giving the girl his full attention.
"Mm...well, did you eat today?" He knew a saddened voice when he heard one, that little pebble used it all the time. And he knew exactly what she was getting at, and didn't want anyone thinking they owed him any favors.
Anyone.
"I didn't eat anything. Didn't have the time."
"Ugh, I knew it. I'm really sorry, I sh—"
"And before any yellow-horned idiots get any ideas, no: I don't care."
Mina pouted, rubbing one of her horns in slight offence. "Sheesh, the least you could do is have a bite with me…"
"What? Didn't you just hear me!?" Bakugo turned to face the ignorance speaking to him, Mina taking this opportunity.
"Oh, just take a bite!"
Did she just...'force feed' him? Mina's arms extended as Bakugo looked at her in rage, her fork in his mouth and a…marvelous, sweet flavor pleasing his taste buds. With the same expression, glaring at her, Mina watched as Katsuki took one chew, then two, followed by a third and swallow. She gently removed her fork from his mouth, and Bakugo hated how cute and pleased she was.
"Good?" No response, so she took that as a yes.
She tapped the empty space next to her on the kitchen counter, and for whatever reason there was, Bakugo sighed and stood beside her.
They stood in silence for a moment, Mina twiddling her thumbs, caressing her knuckles, then twiddling her thumbs again. She felt compelled by...by something, to keep him by her side for just a little longer, but she had no idea why or how.
"You know, the food you made this morning was great." No answer.
"Great, you blew it. Ugh! You're such an idiot!" Mina scolded herself mentally, the expression on her face just barely showing how much she wanted him to stay.
Fortunately for her, Bakugo was keen.
"My mom taught me." Mina came to, looking at the boy next to her with an expression that said she was completely lost.
"I can't believe you're this dense— my mom taught me how to cook dishes like that. Just came from watching her when I was a kid."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah, my dad taught me the fundamentals, but it was my mom that got me going with different dishes and whatnot. Damn hag…" Mina was shocked at the comment, but Katsuki assured her that it was a 'Bakugo family thing' and how it was a long story.
It was probably the most subtle-yet-sweet moment they'd ever shared together. Bakugo leaned over the counter next to the girl as Mina reminisced about the Sports Festival (and getting the answers for Ochako of course), occasionally stopping to feed him another piece of cake. Mina had apologized timidly for her actions earlier, but Bakugo just charted it down as her being a fool.
There was no such thing as time right now. Nothing mattered to then other than each other, the cake that brought them closer, the cool night air, and moonlight shining upon them through the glass.
"I'm serious, watching you blast through the air like that and get our points back was insane! But the next time you call me Raccoon Eyes, we'll have an issue blondie."
"Yeah yeah, whatever. I know your name Mina."
Huh. That was the first time she'd ever heard her name come from his mouth. She...liked it. Liked it a lot actually.
"But it wasn't anything absurd." Although, it was nice to get some recognition every now and then. "That bastard stole our point, and we had to be the indisputable champions. Settling for 'good enough', what the hell are you trying to be a hero for?"
There it was, right there. Mina looked down and smiled weakly. That's what she'd apparently been falling for.
"So humble- it's more than that Bakugo." Mina stared at her hands, convinced...
"What are you going on about?" Bakugo looked to the rather beautiful girl beside him.
"I just...think you're really amazing." An angelic voice graced his ears
Katsuki shuttered, looking deeply to the girl beside him, who looked back at him in stuttered movement. The moonlight shone brighter now it seemed, casting them in personal light and warding off the night. Mina was astonished. She'd never known Bakugo could hold such a sincere expression. He wasn't just cute, she thought, he was a sweetheart, so innocent under all that fire.
Bakugo however, had never felt anything like this.
This was the most intimate moment he'd shared with a girl in quite a while. He said he wouldn't ever get caught in a trap like this again, but denying what was before his eyes was ludicrous: a vibrant-skinned young lady with an attitude similar to his own. Her eyes were captivating, even Mina could tell how much he was appreciating them in this moment, losing himself in them. But she didn't care. She wanted Bakugo to see her for once, but Bakugo saw more than her.
This girl was more than beautiful. Mina was gorgeous.
Neither of them had realized that Bakugo's arm lay upon hers, his hands making Mina's seem feeble as he caressed her cut. In fact, the only thing that broke them apart was the fact that Ashido realized that she'd let some of her newfound feelings and appreciation of him spill out.
The two turned around swiftly, burning up in the face in unison. Katsuki scratched his cheek with a single finger, wondering just how much he'd shown her about himself.
The two hadn't exchanged words since her confession, yet they still bathed in each other's presence. But Ashido wouldn't forget. She wouldn't indulge in a world that she didn't belong in.
"You don't get to think about him like that." Mina's consciousness anchored her to reality.
"Well, um, g-goodnight Katsuki." Mina trialed away, but oddly, Bakugo was a little reluctant to let her go. He wasn't sure what it was, but he felt as though he needed her just for a little while longer. He didn't know what pushed him to do it, but he'd catch her hand as it slip from the counter top. A hand that was incredibly soft, he thought, as he ran his thumb across her knuckles.
Ashido couldn't face him, but Bakugo knew it had to do with the fiery complexion of her cheeks. Mina wanted desperately to stay despite the constant ringing in her ears, to talk with Katsuki more and look into his eyes.
But after a heartwarming smile, Bakugo could only released his gentle grip on Mina's delicate fingers, and watched her perfect figure mesmerize him as she disappeared down the girls' hall.