"What do I think of Katsuki Bakugou?"

It's been an hour since Mina called that "emergency meeting" and that question still reverberated through her mind. she never thought of her with Bakugou before but what he'd said made her question everything about her relationship with the boy.

It started when they fought in the Sports Festival. Bakugou was violent and uncompromising during their fight but above all...he was respectful. She remembered floating in and out of consciousness and hearing the crowd jeer him for going all out against her. She remembered the vitriol he had received for beating such a "fragile little girl". She didn't know who was hurt more from those statements, her or Bakugou. To think that the crowd thought she was nothing more than a damsel in distress almost hurt as much as losing the Sports Festival. It made her think of what everyone else thought of her. Would Deku or Iida treat her with the same ferocity that Bakugou had? The fact that she couldn't answer that question made her feel...wrong.

Bakugou was the one person who respected her enough to go all out. The toughest, most brutal member of her class and probably the entire school thought she was worth something and that made her...happy? It was a weird thought, thinking so highly of someone who kicked your ass but it was a tournament. If you held back on your opponents that meant you didn't respect them at all. All of her friends back then would have certainly held back on not because they hated her or anything but because they genuinely didn't think she could hang with the best.

After their fight, Bakugou started calling her Uraraka. Bakugou never called anyone by their name. Iida was "Four Eyes", Midoriya was "Deku" (something they both did) and even his best friend, Kirishima was relegated to "Shitty Hair". She was referred to as "Round Face" until their fight. After that, he started calling her Uraraka. It wasn't much, but it showed that something had changed between them. She was sure that she had gained some of respect from him and maybe a bit of admiration?

It was a stupid thought but she still felt warm at the thought of having Bakugou admire her even though she was probably overthinking things.

After their fight during their Sports Festival, they hadn't interacted much. She was too absorbed in her crush on Midoriya to notice any other guy. She couldn't believe her crush blinded her to...just about everything. She seldom spoke to her other guy friends such as Iida or Kirishima because she felt she was "betraying" Midoriya (a really stupid thought). She grew to resent Mei Hatsume for getting so close to him physically, which she needed to do to get his measurements. After all, her work on his suits helped save his skin multiple times. It was wrong for Hatsume to be a target of her envy just because she wanted to help Midoriya. For a while, she even forgot why she became a hero because of her crush clouding her mind. It was really childish, letting such a thing affect her so heavily. She was grateful that Midoriya and Mina became a thing because it helped her get over her crush, even if it did hurt her at first.

Bakugou actually became more aloof towards her after her admiration for Midoriya became more well known. Before whenever she greeted him, she was usually met with a monotone "hey" at least. That wasn't much at all but it was something. In the past few months, her greetings were met with a grunt of annoyance at best whenever she actually remembered to say hello to him. Was he actually disappointed in her? She knew that she never quite reached the same heights she did in the Sports Festival but she never really thought of Bakugou feeling the same way. Maybe he looked at her with disdain because he missed the determined and strong-willed girl he fought?

Then today Bakugou admitted he thought "she was hot". At first, she thought it was a prank or dare that made him say that but her friends quickly reminded her that Bakugou wouldn't do such a thing.

She felt so childish thinking about such a thing while getting ready for bed. She thought she got over this crap after she got over Midoriya but here she was thinking about Bakugou. It was a bit different though...She knew Bakugou liked her back.

She felt her cheeks heat up at that thought. Of all girls to develop a crush on, he had one on her. It was both exciting and a bit terrifying. She had to compete with bombshells like Yaoyorozu and Mina but Bakugou saw something in her that at this point she didn't even see in herself.

Was it her looks? She currently in her underwear getting ready for bed so she took a look at herself in the mirror. She let out a disappointed sigh at what she saw. Sure, she started training with Tsu and Kirishima but she still wasn't happy in her own skin. She ran her hands down her fleshy thighs and huffed at some still visible cellulite. She still couldn't understand what she had that Bakugou couldn't get out of his mind.

She was shaken from her thoughts when she checked her bedside clock. It was getting late and losing sleep wasn't an option when she had class tomorrow. She gave herself a reminder to talk to Iida or Kirishima about Bakugou. They were his closest friends so they might provide some insight into Bakugou's feelings.

Uraraka crawled into bed but found that sleep eluded her. She was no stranger to sleepless nights and if she were to guess, everyone in her class had their fair share of such nights. Her mind wandered and sooner or later she focused on familiar fantasies that gave her some relief.

In her fantasies she was one of the top ranked heroes (with a sizable income) and she was partnered with someone of similar standing. Her partner always remained vague, but someone who had all the features that she thought was appealing- rugged good looks, chiseled muscles, and kind and gentle disposition. In her fantasies her partner had took a blow for her and she was helping him recover from the wound. In the middle of it all, she couldn't help but notice how they were giving each other longing looks and her touching became a lot more intimate. After an agonizingly long amount of time, her partner couldn't take it anymore and pulled her in a deep kiss.

Uraraka could feel her cheeks heat up in a way that would give Todoroki pause as she squirmed under the covers. She always wanted to know what it was like...to have someone desire her like that and let her know.

"I just think Uraraka's hot…"

She shook her head to dispel Bakugou's words. This was her fantasy and she needed to blow off some steam. She kept imagining herself in her partners strong hands as he gripped her waist and pulled her over him. The scene played over and over in her mind but things started changing. Her partner's vague features became more and more defined...his dark hair became a sandy blonde and his features sharpened until a familiar being was in front of her "Noooo! She couldn't be having fantasies of him like that!" even when she was head over heels for Midoriya, he never invaded her fantasies like Bakugou had just done. She had to stop herself before it was too late...maybe take a cold shower to get her mind off of this particular fantasy.

It was such a simple solution but she found herself going back to what she had just dreamt up. Bakugou was gripping her waist pulling her tightly against his body whose wound mysteriously disappeared. In fact, they weren't even pros anymore...this was their current selves and they were still in uniform! At this point, pressing her thighs together couldn't sate the heat in her core and so Uraraka slipped a hand under her panties, rubbing her fingers against her arousal. A part of her felt embarrassed at how perverted she must have looked right now, shamelessly masturbating thinking of her classmate.

She imagined Bakugou whispering something braggadocious in her ear, something about how he'll "fucking ruin any other guy for him" she paid less attention to his words and more and how his hot breath seemed to cause her frenzied nerves to go into overdrive. Her arms were wrapped around Bakugou's neck as he assaulted her throat with vicious open mouth kisses. The hand that wasn't in her panties slid over her stomach and under her bra, gripping the taut flesh of her breast. She felt bold and dipped her other hand into her womanhood. Her breath hitched as her fantasy became more and more detailed. Bakugou got up and moved his hands to cup her ass as he lifted her up and pinned her against the wall. On instinct, her legs wrapped around his waist, she began panting as she pictured the Bakugou in her mind's eyes smirk at her eagerness as he softly kissed her lips.

Uraraka squirmed under her own touch in a way that she never felt before. Somehow the thought of being manhandled Bakugou caused her to lose control of her own body in a way she never thought was possible. Bakugou was now pressing his arousal into her, giving her the friction she desperately craved. He began thrusting his throbbing member into her relentlessly as she felt her finger speed up until she hit the peak and a wave of pleasure washed all over her.

It took her several minutes for her to come down from the tide of euphoria that overtook her and surprisingly, she giggled at what she had just done. She felt that she should have felt ashamed that she felt so jubilant, so sated after what she had just done but she couldn't. In fact, she didn't feel the slightest bit regretful at thinking of Bakugou in such a way. She knew that Bakugou would never be so depraved to do the same thing thinking of her but she at least knew that he thought she was hot.

She let out a contented yawn as she snuggled into her pillows, falling fast asleep. That night, her dreams were filled with a certain explosive blonde...