"Uh.." Uraraka felt dumb. At least she knew her expression was probably the dumbest face ever seen right now. She was still gaping at the boy beside her, mouth wide open, body completely still.
It was completely dark in the room, save the small slice of moonlight which lit the windowless hole in the room. Silence settled as she heard her joking classmates move away in the distance.
Silence?
More like a murderous silence.
She could feel the sizzling glare beside her, bright red eyes boring holes into her neck like a merciless executioner. Her companion had maintained his silence, but she was guessing he was not about to hold back his anger after his 'friends' went away.
"You little shit-"
'See? I was right.'
"Get the fuck out of my room now!" Bakugou's eyes were bulging in fury, as his palms ignited tiny explosions, the noise tearing at Ochako's ears. "What the fuck are you looking at, ugly? It's fucking disgusting!"
His face was finally seen through the dim light emitted from his explosion, and Uraraka observed the dirtiest look she had ever seen someone give her in her life. Her mind whirred to process the current situation, struggling to keep up with her train of thought. Her eyes travelled frantically around the room searchingly, as she strived to form out an explanation.
"Uh-You- What... I-" She wanted to just melt at the spot. The look Bakugou was giving her was definitely not helping. His brow was creased in absolute disgust, his gaze arrogant as if looking at the dirt that came from the shit from some dirty ass of a worthless prick. She laughed at her imagination.
Then she stopped.
In a flash, Bakugou's fuming palms thrust it's way towards her, slamming her to the side of the bed and pinning both of her arms to the mattress. She could feel his ragged breath on her face, and hastily struggled in vain against his iron grip. His hands were beginning to hurt her wrists, as she writhed to break the hold, though the more she moved, she could only feel the grip get harder.
"Stop-. Fucking. Moving." Bakugou released an accidental blast against her right hand, and she could not help but let out a little squeak in pain. "Stop moving!" It was as if his entire being had exploded.
Uraraka froze in an instant, recognising his growing explosive aura behind his words. The pressure on her wrists subsided, as he let her hands drop to her sides, slowly letting go.
"Bakugou..." She finally found the courage to speak.
"What?" His voice had lowered the volume. Ochako put on a small smile.
"Thank you..."
"..." His glare became poisonous in an instant. "I didn't do it for your dumbshit face. You just brought a whole shitload of trouble with you onto me, so don't you fucking think you're getting away, you bitch."
'Didn't he just tell me to leave his room?'
"Why are you fucking laughing, round face?"
"S-sorry!"
He glowered at her warily, then backed away to move towards the door to switch in the lights. Ochako let out a held breath.
What was that-
"You-" his voice came with stunning force. "are going to fix my window."
"What?"
"Don't fucking 'What?' me you ugly bitch! Who the fuck's fault is this anyways?"
"You were the one who blasted it, not me!"
"And you made me do it, shitface!"
"Excuse me if I've got some sort of short term memory loss, but I distinctly remember telling you not to blast in your window." Uraraka was close to exasperated laughter as she observed Bakugou's expressions flit across his face like a movie. He opened his mouth decisively, expression strangely ambiguous.
"You've got short term memory loss."
"Say what?"
"I want my window back by tomorrow."
"Don't ignore me."
It was amazing how unfriendly Bakugou could make himself in an instant. She didn't even know whether this was intentional or not.
Well, he was probably pretty angry at her, after all. Ochako knew Bakugou well enough through Izuku's descriptions to tell that he was extremely prideful.
She sighed deeply.
"What color?"
"Huh?"
"What color do you want the frame?"
"Why would I care? Just any color!"
"Platinum."
"What the fuck. Where do you get those window frames?"
"I'll color them-"
"Don't."
"With colouring pencils."
"Don't fucking touch my window frame."
Ochako was still sat on the ground, legs spread out, hand tapping her chin in thought. A new window, huh? She didn't know if she was going to spend money on this. Sure, she had enough money to fix the window, but it felt wrong to spend so much of her savings in one go.
But Bakugou had saved her from the embarrassment of cosplaying in front of her classmates, after all. Her parents have always told her to appreciate and return favours from anyone. Even if she hadn't blasted the window herself, or if the person had called her ugly and had flung her onto the floor like a rag doll.
"Oi."
"Y-yeah?"
"How long are you going to sit there, Miss cosplay?" He jeered at her with absolute disgust, annoyance glaring straight into her eyes. "Fucking get out of that shitty skirt. What is this? An exhibition?"
His disapproval and extreme irritation drove holes into her pride, as she followed his line of gaze to examine her dusty costume. She blinked.
Then she realised what he was referring to.
She ruffled her dress hastily, and stood up frantically to pull it down to her thighs. Her face had become bright red, burning in embarrassment, but unable to decide to reprimand Bakugou or thank him for telling her without being unpleasant about it.
'Well... About the unpleasant part...'
"No one's interested in your ugly pants, round face. Fucking get yourself together and buzz off, floating bitch." Bakugou was staring at the already humiliated girl before her as if she were stupid.
'Talk about unpleasant...' Uraraka subconsciously muttered under her breath.
"You said something?"
"Nope. Nothing at all."
'Bitch...'
'Jerk...'
Bakugou had almost thrown Sero out of the window when the poor guy had decided to comment about his broken window the next morning in class. He had leapt onto Sero's desk, dragged him off by his collar, and flung him to the wall next to his desk, almost smashing the window in the process.
"And who's the big clown who decided to comment on my anger issues so hilariously yesterday, you dickheads?" His expression was contorted in a sadistic, sarcastic smile.
Both Kirishima and Sero lifted their amused gazes to Kaminari, who absorbed their looks with condemnation, taking a deep breath.
"It was Sero."
"Fuck you Kaminari."
"I AM ALWAYS FUCKING CALM! DO I HAVE TO FUCKING BEAT THIS INTO YOUR HEADS FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND?!" Bakugou was like a demon Lord, palms fuming as he cracked his knuckles explosively. The three boys winced.
"See what I was saying..." Kaminari muttered, as Kirishima smacked his head.
"W-we understand!" Sero exclaimed, trembling.
Bakugou gave them a beating either ways.
"Isn't Bakugou... A little too angry today?" Mina commented as she approached Uraraka's table with Tsuyu.
"Yeah... Apparently it's because he blasted his window yesterday and needs a replacement..." Jiro muttered thoughtfully.
Ochako flinched.
"Wow, Bakugou's got his anger issues under control, huh?" Mina laughed.
"Hahaha..." Ochako sneaked a look at the angry monster destroying the mounds of what used to be Kirishima Eijiro, Sero Hanta and Kaminari Denki. "Sure, he's got them under control..."
She laughed hollowly, and could make out the confused look Deku and Tsuyu was offering her from the corner of her eyes. She gulped.
Bakugou slammed the door angrily behind him. Another shitty day with the noisy idiots. They were damn annoying, and he could tell they liked annoying him. Why else would they stick around annoying him for so long? He released a frustrated cry, and threw his bag to the floor.
Then he froze.
He could hear a distinct noise coming from the direction of his bed. His eyes narrowed.
A villain? It couldn't be. A villain in the U.A dormitories? What a joke...
He moved towards the place cautiously. If it were some prank done by Kirishima or the others he was going to really throw them all out the window. And then kill them after, of course.
As he approached the source of the noise he could more clearly make out the ripping noise. It sounded like... tape?
'That fucking tape bastard!' Bakugou burst out from the corner viciously, ready to blast the shit out of a certain flat faced boy, hands lunging to crush his bones-
"Oh! Hey Bakugou!"
He stiffened at his spot, frozen in an awkward offensive position.
"Sorry about the intrusion. I was trying to fix your window." She laughed nervously, rubbing her hair, floating besides the top of the hole in his windowless wall.
"-that." She missed his murmur, and tilted her head thoughtfully, still floating above him.
"Sorry? I missed that.." She smiled.
"What the fuck is that?!" He exploded, grabbing her arm and dragging her forcefully to slam her onto the ground, other hand pointing angrily towards the now 'fixed' window.
"Duct tape." Uraraka spoke simply, as if this explained everything even to the dumbest of all humans. The former hole was now wrapped completely and untidily with the silvery grey material, covering it completely with several layers. His room was completely dark now, without a shed of light filtered through the thick mound of mess the Round Face had produced.
"WHY THE FUCKING HELL ARE YOU REPLACING MY FUCKING WINDOW WITH SOME SHITTY DUCT TAPE?" Bakugou's face had transformed into a sizzling living volcano. "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY PLATINUM FRAMED WINDOW?!"
Ochako winced at his sudden volume, and replied, tone slightly surprised.
"Wait, you expected a platinum framed window? Obviously-"
"OBVIOUSLY NOT! But I was fucking expecting some duct tape, right?" His tone had dropped to become extremely sarcastic, dripping with poison.
"Look, Bakugou, I know you're pretty disappointed about not getting a platinum framed-"
"I'M FUCKING TELLING YOU I DIDNT WANT A PLATINUM WINDOW FRAME!"
"So childish..." Uraraka sighed.
"The fuck did you say?"
"Calm down..."
"I AM FUCKING CALM!"
It had taken a whole fifteen minutes to tone down Bakugou's relentless shouting to an understandable volume, and another five to prevent him from tearing the duct tape structure down.
"Look... You know a window costs money, right? And you wanted your window replaced by today.."
"With a real window."
"I get it, I get it! But I just didn't want to use up my saved money on something like your window!"
"What do you mean by something like my window?" He took a deep breath. Then he started again. "What would you have rather spent it on, bitch?"
"It's Uraraka, and I would have spent it on some daily mochi boxes."
"Get your priorities right you shitty bitch!"
"U-ra-ra-ka."
"Shut up!"
They remained in silence, as Uraraka observed Bakugou's reaction nervously. She could feel his boiling explosive temper burning beside her, and his glare slicing like a bunch of throwing knives.
Her gaze softened as her shoulders untensed. Although Bakugou had the foulest mouth of the class, and the most unpleasant personality she had ever imagined, it did not affect her opinion of him.
Looking from the side, his gaze was like Deku's. A well known gaze. Eyes looking straight forwards, fixed on one an only ambition. The greatest hero. A greater hero than the hero All Might had been himself.
She admired Bakugou's confidence. His pride seemed to be an issue for many people, but it only seemed to push his capabilities and efforts even further. She admired how both Deku and Bakugou always knew what they were doing, and was envious of their achievements compared to her own.
Bakugou was similar to Deku in many ways. She admired both of them.
"Bakugou, I'll replace the window as soon as I get my paycheck from the part time job next week."
"You mean your little cosplay shit?" Uraraka winced slightly.
"Yes." At least he had been listening to her when he first walked in on her.
"..."
Ochako smiled warmly.
"If you want, for now I can paint the duct tape platinum-"
"I said I fucking don't want a platinum shit! Get it through your fat and ugly face, Uraraka!"
Bakugou had never imagined there would be someone who did a better job than Deku at pissing him off. Uraraka Ochako had definitely proven him wrong that night.
Phew! Another long chapter... It took me ages to write! Again, sorry if the swearing bothered anyone... But thank you guys so much for the reviews and support! I really loved reading them, and they made me want to start writing the next chapter immediately! Thank you!
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