Bakugou is lying on his bed in the dorms, staring at the ceiling. After the whole situation with Izuku had calmed down, they had decided that for the safety of the students they'd reside to a dorm structure, keeping all students within U.A. grounds to assure their safety.

Bakugou grits his teeth and rolls over onto his stomach, burying his face in his pillow. He hasn't seen Izuku since he turned him in and revealed the reason why the boy's nature had turned completely around after that night.

He wonders what they're doing to him. Nobody is telling Bakugou anything and he's fearing the worst. His stomach is starting to act up as he thinks about the small teen going to prison after he had returned to his soft nature. He won't be able to survive in there, not even with his Quirk. He's just a kid after all.

Bakugou gets up and moves downstairs to get some air. The wind tousles his hair as he walks across campus with his hands dug into his pockets, his mind wandering off while his heart aches.

Before, he didn't want Izuku to leave his side, even when he was still bad. Now, knowing the soft side that nerd had put up for years has returned, he definitely wants to get back to him.

He doesn't want to face it, so he stuffs his feelings away as he slowly returns back to the dorms.

Bakugou is sitting in class staring at the blackboard as Aizawa is writing down English sentences for them to translate. Time goes by slowly as he wracks his brain on the words he doesn't understand. Eventually Aizawa tells them to put their notes away as they go to physical training in gym Gamma.

'Hey, bro, are you okay?' Kirishima asks as he puts his hand on Bakugou's shoulder when they're training.

Bakugou shakes his hand off as he pulls his shirt over his head. 'Why the fuck you asking?'

Kirishima grins as he takes a step back as Bakugou continues dressing himself.

'You looked like your thoughts were somewhere else.'

A slight blush creeps over Bakugou's face as he's caught by surprise. He turns his face away as he buckles his belt around his waist and slides the support gauntlets over his wrists.

'Nothing wrong,' Bakugou mutters, not facing Kirishima as he says it.

'If anything's wrong you can come to me, you know that right?' Bakugou looks over his shoulder.

Kirishima's is grinning but his eyes are full with worry. Everyone seemed to have pity on Bakugou after he returned. Or maybe he's just imagining it.

'You can count on any of us,' Kaminari adds.

Bakugou looks down at the ground. 'I know.'

It remains silent. The tense atmosphere is building up as they come to realize it isn't the usual snapping response Bakugou usually gives. Everyone notices that the former explosive teen has changed, and they aren't sure whether it's for the better or worse.

All of the students step into the gym as Aizawa and some other teachers are already standing there.

'Today we will continue on working on your special moves. I have requested Ectoplasm to help you with this again today. Cementos will also be available to those that require more solid foundations.'

Everyone starts talking excitedly and pairing up to work to their fullest potential as Aizawa speaks up again.

'But first, we have someone here that we would like you to meet.'

The door to the gym slides open. A small boy is standing there in the U.A. gym uniform, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. Bakugou feels like his heart has just stopped beating. He can do nothing but gawk at the green haired teen as he walks forward and stands besides Aizawa.

'This is Midoriya Izuku. He has vouched for a spot in the Hero Course. We are here to help him train and possibly become a student. Be kind to him.'

The class smiles brightly at him, unaware of the heavy feeling behind this meeting for their classmate.

'N-nice to m-meet y-you. I'll be in y-your c-care,' the boy stutters as he bows.

'Nice to meet you!' the class booms back at him. '

You're dismissed,' Aizawa ends the introduction with.

Everyone walks up to him and introduces themselves as Bakugou stares at him. He doesn't notice it as Aizawa walks up to him. 'Are you able to handle this situation?'

Bakugou stares at him, his mouth slightly open in shock. He tries to pull himself together but only manages to do so partly.

'Are you fucking serious?' Bakugou hisses. 'What the fuck is the idea behind this? You won't let me see him for weeks and now he shows up here wanting to become a U.A. student!? The fuck do you expect from me?'

Aizawa simply stares back at him, not showing any signs of not expecting this outcome. 'I thought you would be able to accept the situation.'

Bakugou furrows his brows. 'Accept the situation? I learned that my childhood friend became a villain, he kidnapped me, went through hell and back because of him and now just have to forgive him for everything and let him into my life like that?'

Even though Bakugou had longed to see the boy for a long time, he was getting overwhelmed with emotions he usually never felt and it made him snap. Still, he tried to keep his voice down as not to startle the green haired teen with his explosive attitude. He didn't want to scare the boy off.

'We will discuss this later.' With that, Aizawa walks off like it isn't his problem anymore.

The blonde is fuming with anger as he finally stalks off, not even stealing a glance at Izuku as he moves to the gym behind him, and directs all of his frustrations and heartaches at the clones Ectoplasm is sending out as he forgets about the other teen for just a moment.

As Bakugou comes back from the showers, rubbing his towel across his damp hair, he spots someone standing in front of his bedroom. He freezes in place. The boy looks up at him, his eyes sparkling and his smile widening as he sees the person he was looking for.

'Kacchan!'

Bakugou's heart stops again. 'What the hell are you doing here?'

Izuku scratches his head sheepishly. 'They told me I could stay here for the time I'm training here. Isn't it fun? We can finally hang out like we used to again!'

Bakugou forcefully pushes the boy aside, making Izuku trip and fall to the ground as Bakugou slams the door shut behind him. It doesn't last long till the smaller teen is slamming his hands against the door, calling out Bakugou's nickname, sounding desperate. Bakugou grits his teeth and clenches his fists as not to try to burn anything up in his whirlpool of emotions.

The sound of pounding against his door continues as his agitation rises. In a rush of emotions he pulls the door open, making the boy topple over and crash both of them onto the floor as Bakugou reflexively wraps his arms around the smaller boy's body.

Their faces are inches apart, all of Bakugou's frustrations flowing out as he's focused on the innocent look on Izuku's face, slightly blushing, and his own heart fluttering as he realizes how close the boy is to him.

Izuku crawls back, muttering apologies as he tries to hide his red face.

'Izuku.'

The boy looks up at Bakugou.

'Why the hell are you here?' Bakugou says, his voice calm as he looks down at his own hands softly sparking.

'I.. I came to say.. thank you.'

Bakugou doesn't have anything to reply. His mind is spinning as the words the boy spoke before are replaying in his head. The smaller teen calling out his nickname, saying they'll hang out like they used to. Inside of his head that has a totally different meaning than the boy intends. It's too much for the blonde.

A sudden hand on his shoulder makes him look up straight into those sparkling green eyes, Izuku's lip trembling, as they're only inches apart again. The atmosphere in the room is tense as Izuku speaks up.

'I love you.'