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May I request a bakugou x reader?

Bakugou hearing his girlfriend’s voice for the first time , she never sings in front of anyone and so he is shocked how angelic her voice is and how beautifully she plays the piano? And could u make it a UA au please?

Kinda like the jirou scene

—‧₊˚ Singing in the Sunlight ㅣBakugou Katsuki x Reader

It's been forever since I posted some actual writing - I hope I didn't get too rusty, and that you can enjoy this <3

Thank you sm for requesting this ฅ́˘ฅ̀

Warnings︙Gender-neutral reader, sfw

Character ︙ Bakugou Katsuki - BNHA

As your fingers trace the key of your piano, your gentle humming turns into some quiet and hushed whispers. The sun casts shadows between the black and white, and your hands dance in her rays as you play one melody after another. You find yourself swept away through your own music, your foot leaning back and forth on the pedals at the bottom, beautifully filling out the room. In a blissful exhale, you begin to sing, the warmth of the sun tracing your features as you match your tone to the gentle gestures of your fingertips.

As the tones entice your voice out of hiding, your shoulders feel much lighter, your ears blooming with harmonies. It all happens so naturally, like a spring breeze from your window, that you don't notice the second presence in the room. Those hushed whispers become more confident and bright, singing along with the strings of your piano. Slow petals open up to the summer as they shine vibrantly.

Katsuki Bakugou would say he knew you inside and out. It took him a while, but your gestures and quirks are all familiar to him now, and he's fallen in love with every movement and noise. He was sure of what they meant as the sun is sure to melt the snow after a long winter.

But this was all new to him.

He's heard the steady tapping of the piano keys before, and he's seen you sitting so blissfully in front of it, lost in your own tunes. He'd blushed whenever you caught him staring, and softly smiled to himself when you played a song you'd been working on, seeing how proud you were of your own efforts. He'd witnessed your own gardening and fruit-bearing himself.

That wasn't what had him frozen, stuck in place.

Your voice lingered in his throat like honey, angels kissing his ears and filling his mind. The sweet nectar of your sensuality and artform drowses and fills his heart. The light framing you so serenely, your sweet singing filling the room-

Katsuki Bakugou felt as if he were seeing you for the first time.

He was speechless as he watched you lose yourself in your element, utterly enamored with the image before him.

[9:55pm]

bakugou indulging in ur antics💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼

masterlist

“suki am i still pretty” you say looking away from the mirror.

bakugou puts down his manga and looks at you like you’re stupid. “You are so pretty, tf u askin me for look in the mirror.”

“well then have my boobs gotten smaller?” you say with your puppy dog pout.

“no???? they look the same to me” he says with an incredulous look on his face.

“well something is different about me and i can’t figure out what. hmmmmmm” you say with a finger on your chin, pretending to contemplate the possibilities. Nowwww he sees what you’re doing. You want him to notice something different about you then praise you out of his ass for it.

He gets up off of your shared bed to stand behind you, towering over your sitting figure. “Well let’s see,” he speaks, “s’ not your hair i woulda seen that in a heartbeat.” he moves your hair out of the way to see your ears looking for jewelry that wasn’t there before. “No new piercings. Lemme see your hands, baby”

You give your hand to him all proud and excited like. “Ah, you got your nails done. They look so pretty baby.” You giggle looking up at him. “You really like them suki?”

“Course, anythin looks pretty on you” he kisses down your neck before meeting your gaze in the mirror. “anything” The final word he says before gently maneuvering your jaw to face him. rough hands met supple skin for a sweet yet searing kiss.

It’s either bf Bakugou that loves you to the moon and back and is constantly by your side or bf Bakugou that still loves you a lot but is ready to throw hands the second you try him- and we love both equally in this household

My Type Apparently:

Bubbly blonde hero public figure

Depressed long+dark haired hero amputee

Theyre dating each other and I want them both to date me

𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 hated winter.

he'd always catch a cold and he hated having a cold even more than he hated winter.

when he found himself coughing and sneezing on a what would have been fun saturday afternoon, bakugou katsuki almost threw his thermometer against the wall.

he'd gripped it so hard his knuckles grew white, "stupid thing dosen't know what it's talking about anyway" he'd muttered, walking away.

precisely three hours later, bakugou lay in bed, watching the clock tick slowly, the minute hand brushing past the 8:00 mark with a speed so slow he was afraid he'd grow mad.

bakugou shifted in his bed, annoyed and so very bored. his blanket was itchy and dug into his skin, not to mention his runny nose and sore throat.

bakugou groaned as a fresh wave of pounding took over his head.

he was about to pop another ibuprofen in his mouth when he realized the pounding was coming from his dorm room, not his head.

bakugou wanted to rip his hair out.

why can't people leave me alone for one goddamn day?

"what the hell do you want, extra?"

when he didn't hear a reply, bakugou's eyes flew open in anger as he stomped all the way to his dorm rooms door, yanking the handle open with such force it almost broke.

"what. the. HE-" he cut himself off when he realized who was standing at the door.

you. oh shit, you.

bakugou softened his glare, but he still narrowed his eyes, "what are you doing here?" he eyed the items nestled in your arms, "and what is that?"

you rolled your eyes, used to bakugou's stubbornness, "are you gonna let me in first?" you looked up at him through your lashes, your eyes narrowed.

"no" he huffed, but he moved aside nonetheless, his cheeks tinged with the slightest blush.

"that's what i thought," you said, a crooked grin hanging on your lips, as you pushed past him, throwing your scarf on his chair, your jacket on his table, and the items in your arms on his bed.

"go ahead and make yourself at home, it's not like i live here," he muttered, rolling his eyes.

you can make yourself at home for all i care.

you laughed, eyes twinkling with an emotion bakugou had yet to place, "you and your insatiable temper." shaking your head you picked up the can of soup you brought with you, dumping it's content in the nearest pan.

bakugou watched in curious silence from his bed, his eyes tracking your every move in his pint-sized kitchen.

why did you have such beautiful hair?

why did your eyes glow like the stars he often saw from his own bedroom?

why did his heart skip a beat every time he saw you?

"what are you even doing here," he scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. why were you in his kitchen, cooking him a meal, when you barely even noticed him during class? it's not like he was perfect boyfriend material. he didn't have perfect blue eyes, or a dazzling smile. hell, he didn't even have a good personality.

so why were you of all people, worrying about bakugou?

bakugou fell back on his bed as he closed his eyes, rubbing a tired hand over his equally tired face.

god, even when i close my eyes all i see is y/n.

y/n, y/n, y/n, y/n-

bakugou's eyes flew open when he felt a gentle hand rest on his forehead. he scrambled up, confusion flickering across his features for a brief moment. he didn't even hear you walk all the way over here.

"you're burning up katsuki, you need to lie down." you raised an expectant eyebrow, shoving the bowl of soup you just made into his hands, "and drink some soup."

katsuki? KATSUKI??

bakugou rolled his eyes, as he shoved your hand away. "again, i'm fine, i don't need to lie down, i just need you to take your stupid soup and leave."

stupid, stupid, stupid! how could you be so goddam stupid? don't tell her to leave you idiot!

he closed his eyes waiting for your footsteps to fade away as you left, leaving him alone just like every other person ever did, but instead he heard a sigh and the thud of a soup container being put down.

bakugou's breath hitched as you carefully pushed him back, bringing his blanket up to his shoulders and wrapping him in it. "bakugou, you need to shut your idiotic mouth for one day and get some rest." you placed the bowl of soup by his bedside. "even the best heroes need rest, and I'm not leaving until the future number one hero recovers from his cold."

y/n called me a hero.

you waited a few minutes, watching as bakugou shifted around his bed, your less-itchy blanket covering him from head to toe.

after making sure he was comfortable, you turned around grabbing your coat, your phone clutched in your hand ready to leave, when bakugou spoke up.

"will you be here when i, uh, wake up?"

you stopped in your tracks, a smile growing on your face.

you turned around, as you placed your coat back on his desk, "that depends, will you listen to me and actually get some rest?"

bakugou stared at you, something swirling in his eyes, and then nodded, "there's leftovers in the fridge." his voice sounded gruff and foreign to his own ears, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't smiling under the mounds of blankets you dumped on him. he turned around, switching positions so you couldn't see him smile lighting up his face.

maybe, just maybe, he'd begin to like winter if it mean you'd fuss over him like this every time he caught a cold.

after all, bakugou would do anything for you.

even catch a cold.

i kinda hate this one ngl, its too un-proofread for me :(

oh little guy please get some rest </3

Living with Class 1A in the school dormitories

My first post! I hope everyone enjoys 💜

so! much! fun!

Ofc, there are times when little arguments break out but they are always resolved quickly. Life is too short and you guys as a class have been through too much to hold grudges.

Anyway back to the fun Friday and Saturday nights are designated ‘fun nights’

Karaoke followed by movies on Friday’s

Board games followed by more movies on Saturday’s

You and Mina are not allowed to team up for Karaoke battles bc you guys always end up winning

Tenya always makes sure everyone has done their homework before any of the fun begins because “responsible heroes prioritise education over leisure.”

Bean bags EVERYWHERE

Cooking dinner almost always ends in a food fight. Especially if you’re scheduled to cook with Mina or Kaminari

When Eri visits you guys make a massive pillow fort and watch Disney movies

Sleepovers in the common area where you guys sleep on the couches or on sleeping bags next to each other.

Which is sometimes embarrassing bc you somehow always end up sleeping next to your crush and, as a ‘sleep hugger’ you wake up latched to them, your arms and legs around them like a baby koala 🐨

Btw, Mineta was banned before the first sleep over even started lol

Bakugo always complains about the noise you guys make but always ends up joining you for fun nights and sleep overs (Mainly bc you pester him into joining and he low key can’t say no to your puppy eyes.)

Everyone loves it when you visit them in their rooms. You basically spend most of your free time in someone else’s room lol

You’ve even visited Bakugo a few times

Todoroki always makes the best tea and he’s a rlly good listener. He loves listening to you talk about everything and nothing

Tsu is rlly wise and gives the best advice, as well as the second-best hugs, the first being Shoji

Baking with Sato is always fun bc he lets you lick the bowl while you sit on the counter

Momo’s bed is too big for her room so you always end up sitting on it doing homework and chatting

Jiro and Tokoyami have the best taste in music and you always end up leaving their rooms with new songs to add to your playlist.

Whenever you cook with your scheduled partner, you always save some for Aizawa sensei. Denki often teases you about being a teachers pet

Shoto is surprisingly (and infuriatingly) good at Mario Kart and everyone is low key salty about this

Well, that was before Mr Aizawa banned it after ‘the Bakugo incident’

Now you’re forced to play in secret with Kirishima, Ojiro and Sero, which is fun bc none of you are as competitive as Bakugo and you actually have a chance of winning w/o Shoto there

You and Uraraka have this thing where you buy each other fluffy kawaii socks after you found out you both had a love for them.

Kaminari started calling you both ‘Dobby’ which can get confusing when you’re in the same room together.

Aoyama always invites you into his room so he can show off his ✨ sparkle ✨ and the two of you always end up eating different cheeses together, drink grape juice like it’s wine and make up stupid nicknames for dumb celebrities Which is fun to talk about bc Aoyama is as creative as he is savage

Shoji gives the best piggy backs so you always want him to carry you everywhere.

“Pleaaaseee Shoji?”

“You’re five steps away from the kitchen I think you can manage on your own.”

“You carried Midoriya around at camp!”

“That was because all of the bones in his body were broken!”

“He didn’t have to be so dramatic…😒”

*Midoriya spluttering in the background*

Speaking of Midoriya

You share his love for All Might and the two of you like to fan girl over him when you visit him in his room

You like to buy him All Might merchandise, not realising that he’s already got most of it. But he keeps it anyway and happily displays it bc he thinks you’re too sweet and adorable and he cherishes your generosity.

You and Kaminari like to spam each other with random, cursed memes that make you both cringe and laugh at the same time

Koda has a sweet little crush on you and he sends you little gifts from his room with his pet bunny

Watching horror films with Kirishima to prove your ‘manliness’, only to end up hiding beneath the blanket together, leaving Tokoyami, a horror film enthusiast, to watch them alone.

Snacks! So many snacks! The cupboards are full of them Sato always makes sure to stock up after movie nights

Anyway Class 1A is like living with a big loving family and I wish it was all real so I could live with them :’(

hello! could you pls write izuku as a bf headcanons? I love him sm he’s one of my favourites<3

IZUKU AS A BOYFRIEND!

♡ literally an angel sent to this earth.

♡ he ADORES head-pats he will fall for you instantly if you give him some.

♡ his hair is super fluffy too!!!!

♡ such golden retriever energy, he’s always excited, and curious about what you’re up to.

♡ ^^ he can be quite jealous n possessive too… but we don’t talk abt that!…

♡ he always takes care of you when you’re sick, or on your menstrual cycle, he just wants you to feel ok :(((

♡ definitely the little spoon, makes him feel safe!

♡ super duper romantic, he even watches romance chick-flicks to see what he can do to really woo you.

♡ his love language is physical touch! he always wants to be near and dear to you, he’s constantly laying on you, touching your hair.

♡ he tries to match his outfits with yours, always.

♡ he worships every move his s/o makes.

♡ super duper clingy!!!

♡ he sends you good morning and good night texts every day! and if he misses a day he feels immensely guilty.

♡ he is soft™ but he will fight someone for you no cap.

♡ he just seeks your approval, he wants to know he’s making you proud, and only you.

♡ he always buys you flowers, and leaves little encouraging notes with them!

♡ he tends to embarrass you in public alot, and when it’s just the two of you he pops up and mumbles an: are you mad at me?”

♡ absolutely utterly WHIPPED

♡ agrees with literally everything you say, there is no arguments with this man.

♡ lastly, come the days when you are apart, he sleeps with a stuffed animal gifted by you, he holds it close to his face as he sleeps, the smell of you envelopes his nose. it makes him feel safe to feel like you are there with him.

♡ Second Chances ♡

♡ Katsuki Bakugo ♡

♡ Cw: gender neutral reader, villain reader, bad mental health, bullying, language, angst, no happy ending ♡

♡ 3.7k words ♡

♡ I think I might turn this into a series... thoughts are appreciated because I liked this a lot! ♡

Your footsteps made soft thuds against the pavement. Your walks home after school were always lonely and quiet, but you preferred them that way.

"Hey, look who it is," you hated the voice that rang out behind you.

Why here? Why now?

You only wished you could curl up into a ball and let the world swallow you. It would be easier than the encounter that was about to happen.

"What the hell do you want, Bakugo?" you snapped as you turned to face the blond and his friends.

They walked towards you surrounding you.

"What's this?" Bakugo asked taking some of your belongings from your hands.

"Give it back," you demanded while reaching forwards toward your things.

Bakugo was just much quicker and stronger than you were. He pushed you away while moving your things further away.

His shove was harder than intended. It sent you crashing into the pavement below you. You let out a small noise in pain and shock when you hit the ground.

"Aw, are you gonna cry about it?" Bakugo asked towering over you.

Your bottom lip trembled slightly as tears did begin to well up in your eyes, but you swore not to let him see how he got to you. You clenched your hands into fists as your blood boiled.

"Just leave me alone, Bakugo," you snapped. "I would never cry over someone stupid like you."

His face went into shock with everyone else's. Even you were a bit surprised at your outburst, but it was the only way you could stop from crying. However, it was out of character for you.

"You hear that, guys?" Bakugo taunted lowering himself to your height on the ground. "They think they're all tough now. Is that what you think? You're tough?"

"N-no," you stuttered.

He laughed leaning backwards in an overexaggerated manner, "How pathetic."

He dropped your things in front of you. All your belongings scattered all over the sidewalk.

You began picking up your things trying to keep yourself together.

"What a freak," you heard Bakugo laugh out as he walked away.

Both of his friends who were with him were laughing uncontrollably.

What a freak.

That phrase echoed in your mind.

Your feet carried you home without much or any thought to it. You were focused on him.

What had you ever done to deserve this hate? You were top of your class and had a very impressive quirk, yet you still received more hate from everyone than even someone like Deku. It didn't matter. Who cares what they all thought? They're the... freaks.

It was dark all around. There was a dim light that beamed from right overhead. Silence filled the room. There was a thick air to everything that was happening.

The door opened. Your head snapped in its direction.

In walked none other than the pro hero you wanted to see least of all.

Katsuki Bakugo.

"Y/N?" he questioned.

"Yeah," you rolled your eyes.

"What the hell are you doing getting caught up in this mess?" he asked sitting across the table from you.

He still threw his weight around as if he owned whatever space he was in. He had a different air about him now. He was a bit calmer, but you could still sense his tense nature. He hadn't changed that much.

"I don't know what you're talking about," you shrugged.

He sighed, "We know you're not innocent. We caught you in the act."

"You didn't catch me doing anything," you snarked.

He got up with an annoyed groan.

You flinched a bit half-expecting more of the assault he caused you as kids.

Instead, he moved to the corner of the room. He shut off the camera that was in the corner. Then he shut off the blinds to the large window opposite you and the small one on the door. Then, he unplugged a recording device at the end of the table.

Finally, he sat across from you again.

"This is off the record now," he spoke. "What happened? What's going on? If someone put you up to this all you have to do is-"

You started laughing interrupting him.

"What?" he asked.

You calmed down a bit, "You really think that someone put me up to this?"

He paused for a moment, "Well, you were so determined back when we were kids to become a hero. You had an amazing quirk. I just-I guess I assumed that you-"

"Don't assume," you snapped.

"So, you meant to do all of this?"

"Of course I did."

"Why? What happened?"

"Why would you care what happened to a freak?"

It hit him like a load of bricks right to the skull.

"No," he breathed out.

You smirked and leaned back in the chair, "That's right, Bakugo. You the number two pro hero helped in my villain story."

"I didn't think you wou-I mean we were just kids," he explained.

"Words hurt," you spoke.

"I never knew," he said as if he was putting everything together... and he was. "I was so stupid back then."

"Seems you aren't much better now," you snarked.

He just looked at you.

"What?" you asked. "Did you think I would turn out a success story like Deku?"

"I didn't think you would turn out like this," he admitted.

You shrugged, "No one did."

There was a knock on the door.

"Guess your time here is up," you sighed out in relief.

"Come in," he said.

"We can't allow you any more time," another man said from just outside the door.

Bakugo got up and slumped over, "Yeah, yeah, I know."

He walked out sulking.

"Can't I just do jail time instead?" you groaned.

"It's crucial to the new program we have in place," the man in front of you explained. "This new rehabilitation program for... those who are known lawbreakers."

"You've truly got a way with words don't you?" you rolled your eyes.

The man ignored you and continued, "We've set you up with a hero who we believe will be best to work with you. We hope that you will cooperate and get through this trial period well."

"What if I don't?" you quipped.

"Then you'll be back to jail to serve your time," he explained.

You rolled your eyes with a groan, "Fine. I'll oblige."

"Come on, then," he instructed.

You stood from your seat and followed him.

The hallway which you walked down was dark. The small lights that were along the walls were all tinged yellow. Most of the lights were flickering as if they may go out at any moment.

Great facility they run here.

"Here you are, sir," the man spoke gesturing towards you. "She's all yours."

Your jaw almost hit the floor. You felt your entire body tense. You were seething.

Why him?

"Oh, shit," he muttered.

You turned to the man, "I don't think this is going to work out anymore."

"Did you actually think it would from the start?" Bakugo asked.

You turned quick to glare at him.

The other man chuckled lightheartedly, "If you're referring to your prior history with each other we are well aware and think that it might aid in your rehabilitation."

"Fat chance," you spat.

"Come on," Bakugo snarked.

There was a woman who came to meet with you both. She placed a tracker on you and explained to both of you how it would work.

"So, you're in my custody," Bakugo smirked at you while walking out of the building.

You rolled your eyes, "Don't be so smug about it. I don't plan on making this easy for you."

"Ditto," he nodded. "Come on."

You followed him down the street, "So, what are we doing today?"

"You'll see," he waved you off.

His entire demeanor over this infuriated you. He was such an ass back in school and now here he was getting everything you had ever wanted. No one knew who he really was. It frustrated you to no end. The world must see him as someone so different.

"Here we go," he spoke turning into a very large building.

You looked up to see the large lettering. Must have been some hero agency. Maybe even the one he worked for.

"Where are we?" you asked walking to catch up with him.

"My hero agency," he spoke.

"You're joking," you scoffed.

"Bakugo," a man with bright red hair beamed as he walked towards you both.

"What do you want, shitty hair?" Bakugo groaned.

Huh, who was that?

"Is this the one you were talking about?" the red-haired man asked.

He was a tall figure whose smile should have been terrifying with his sharp teeth barred, but it was warm and inviting somehow. He had bright red eyes that matched his hair. Over one of his eyes was a scar... now that you were looking over his body he had a few scars.

"I'm Kirishima," he beamed. "It's so nice to meet you."

His hand was outstretched towards yours. He looked so happy and excited.

You reached out your hand to take his, "Y/N."

"So, I hear that you and Bakugo went to school together," he started.

"Yeah," you scoffed.

"I bet he was just as peachy back then as he is now," Kirishima winked.

"We've got things to do," Bakugo groaned walking off.

You walked quickly to match his pace.

"He seemed nice," you smirked. "Unlikely that someone like him is friends with you."

Bakugo sighed, "He's my best friend."

"Even surpassing Deku," you chuckled.

"Shut it," he growled pushing you into an office.

You looked around. Everything in the room was so nice and neat and in perfect order.

"Whose office?" you asked.

"Mine," Bakugo shrugged walking towards some drawers.

You scoffed, "No way. Seriously."

"I am serious," he said.

You looked around again. You were slightly stunned that he would have such a nice place. Though, last you remembered he was a bit of a neat freak.

"Here," he spoke throwing some clothes at you.

You quickly grabbed it and held it up. It was a pretty tight looking bodysuit.

"What's this for?" you asked.

"We're going on patrol, and you can't be seen out patrolling in... that," he said gesturing to your jail attire.

You rolled your eyes, "So, where do I change?"

"Here," he shrugged. "I'll turn around."

"As if," you tsked.

"I can't let you out of my sight, so this is the best you'll get," he said turning around.

"I picked the wrong line of work," you groaned.

You quickly changed out of your jail clothes and pulled on the bodysuit.

"Do I get anything to go over this?" you asked.

"In the drawer over there are some other clothes," he waved to where he got the suit from. "Just get something you want to go over that."

"So, if I can pick something else why this then?" you asked.

He walked over to a cabinet and began taking out his own gear and suiting up, "Because it's the new protocol for this program."

"Whatever."

"Think you can keep up?" Bakugo asked as he ran in front of you.

Your eyebrows furrowed and you smirked at him, "You know I can."

"Remember, stay close to me, and don't get involved," he called out over his shoulder.

He started running into the battle that was going on in the middle of town. You were quick to chase after him. If you got too far away from him your tracker would go off which would alert the authorities. After one strike you were back to doing your time. However, you'd be lying if you didn't admit that you liked this.

"Over here," he called.

You quickly caught up to him after he had to make a series of maneuvers. You weren't authorized to use your full quirk abilities, but you were able to score a permit with this release for limited use. With that in mind using your quirk made it much easier to keep up and avoid the battle going on all around you.

"Bakugo, look out!" you yelled out to him.

He directed his attention to the oncoming debris from the battle. He threw a blast at it and was able to shatter it before it had a chance to hit him. Behind him was a group of citizens huddled together trying to take cover. You both had helped to save them.

"Cover me!" he yelled back.

Without missing a beat you were hot on his heels helping him to avoid all the attacks while he worked to take down villains.

Surprisingly, the two of you worked together very well.

Maybe he had changed some.

"Sure, here are the rest of the cuffs I used," Bakugo spoke handing over the quirk cuffs he had used on the villains.

"Y/N!" Kirishima called from behind you.

You turned and waved to him.

"How did you like that?" Kirishima asked.

You had really just come down from the adrenaline rush the battle gave you, but you were honest, "It was something else."

"Had fun, huh?" Bakugo asked nudging your arm.

You rolled your eyes.

"Don't ruin it for her," Kirishima scolded him before turning to you. "You know, you did a really good job saving those people."

"What are you talking about?" you asked.

"Those people that were about to get hit by the debris I crumbled," Bakugo chimed.

"I didn't do anything," you shrugged.

Bakugo rolled his eyes, "Yes, you did. I didn't see it. If it weren't for you, they would have been crushed with me."

"I didn't even realize," you spoke in awe.

"So, you mean to tell me you only yelled to me because it was about to hit me?" Bakugo smirked.

"Don't push it," you snapped.

"Not only that, but you worked to help take down two of the strongest villains we have on the streets right now," Kirishima chimed.

"It was nothing," you waved them off.

Kirishima started walking away when he called over his shoulder, "You two should try and get along better. You make a great team."

You looked over to Bakugo who was looking angrily towards Kirishima.

"I still don't see how someone like him tolerates your attitude," you giggled.

"One could say the same about you," Bakugo snapped.

You just continued to laugh and roll your eyes.

"Come on, loser," Bakugo groaned walking off. "It's about time for you to go back."

It was a fairly quiet walk back to Bakugo's agency. He didn't seem like he was interested in talking to you, and that was alright with you. He hadn't changed much. Maybe to others, he was different, but to you, he was the same.

"Get changed," he told you as you entered his office again.

"Don't we have some time?" you asked.

He sighed, "Being a hero isn't always just fighting. It's a lot of paperwork too."

"Is that what you're going to do now?" you pressed.

He sat down and started taking off some of his gear, "It's what I'm going to do. You're going to get changed and wait on me to finish the initial part of my report."

You sighed.

Still, you changed and plopped down on a chair in front of Bakugo's desk.

You just sat and watched him. There were small scars that littered some of his face, neck, shoulders, and arms that you hadn't noticed before. His eyebrows were furrowed as he stared intently as he typed up his report. That was probably why he had wrinkles around them along with the dark circles that were just starting to become visible under them.

"You should take a picture, it'll last longer," he smirked not looking up at you from his work.

"I was just admiring how ugly you were," you snapped back, crossing your arms and looking away.

"Good come back," he snickered.

There was a softness to him now. He was more relaxed and playful than he had been.

"So, can I ask why you chose the life you did?" he asked.

You thought for a moment about how you wanted to respond, "Because of people like you."

He looked up at you from his computer. He just stared for a moment waiting for you to elaborate.

"Well, you were out to become a great hero, but that didn't stop you from being an ass," you said flatly. "I didn't want to fall into a world with people like you."

"Oh, but villains are so much better?" he snapped back.

You rolled your eyes, "Do you even remember how mean to me you were? All the rude comments. You physically assaulted me on more than one occasion."

"I remember," he spoke.

There was a very slight hint of sadness in his voice. It was as if he really felt something over being so mean to you all those years ago.

"That's it?" you asked.

He sighed, "Look, there isn't going to be much that I can tell you that's going to change your opinion of me, right?"

You just looked at him a little surprised at his answer.

"I can say how sorry I am or how I've changed my ways, but that doesn't change the emotional and physical damage I did to you," he continued. "Why bother with someone who is so far gone? That's why I was against this program, to begin with. People like you will do anything to not own up to your own actions as a bad person."

"I'm the bad person?" you spat.

He scoffed, "Sure, I had my fair share of being a bad person back in the day, but I decided that I wanted to do better with my life. What did you do? Decide that you would cause others pain because it's what you went through. I turned all my hate around and finally put it to good use."

"Are you seriously still trying to make yourself sound better than be?" you snapped.

"No, but if that's how you take it then so be it," he shrugged.

"You have no idea what I went through to be here," you spat standing up out of anger. "I tried to push through and get into a good hero school and I got reject after reject. Most other schools didn't want to take in someone 'so talented'. I spent years trying to get into anything and got rejected for it all. I really never was good enough for anything."

"So why be a villain?" he pressed.

You continued, "I couldn't find work. I was living in the villain districts in town because it was all I could afford. I had to make friends where I could. The streets were scary. I had to make it on my own. No one ever cared about me or what happened to me. I was alone. What else was I supposed to do?"

"Did you try for a hero license?"

"More times than I can count. I got denied every time because of my poor skills with my quirk. I never really learned how to use my quirk how I needed to. I never had the proper training."

"So how did you get so good?"

"Eventually, other 'bad guys' started teaming up with me. Villain organizations will pay out more than you think for help. I started working with others and coordinating moves and quirks to learn how to use my abilities more."

A tear fell from your cheek. It was the first time you noticed you were crying.

"Shit," you mumbled.

"You're right, I didn't know any of that," Bakugo admitted. "Why didn't you ever reach out to anyone?"

You scoffed crossing your arms, "Yeah, like who? My school bully?"

"You didn't have anyone to turn to?" he pressed.

"No," you were practically sobbing at this point. "In fact, I met up with some people we used to go to school with in the villain district. They weren't so surprised to see me. They all understood."

"Others would have understood too."

"Like who? No one wanted to help me. I tried everything. There was no one left. We live in a cruel world, Bakugo. You got the easy route in life. I had to take the hard route and look where it got me. Working under you in a remedial program. Some glorious life I could have had, but you ruined it for me."

There was a knock at the door.

"Sit," Bakugo instructed. "Pull yourself together."

You did as instructed. You felt broken. This had brought up so many old memories and feelings. You hated him. Who cared if he changed? He was still the same person he had been before.

"Sir, it's time for you to leave," the woman who had entered the room spoke. "They're waiting for you and... them."

"We're coming," he nodded.

He watched her leave the room and waited a moment. Then, he looked at you.

"It's time to go," he spoke.

"It's probably for the better," you spat.

The walk back was again quiet. Before had been almost a comfortable silence. This... this was different. ]\=

'[The air was thick. There was an obvious wedge between the two of you that neither of you wanted to address. Instead, you would both rather have walked in uncomfortable silence and tension.

Your lungs felt tight. The air felt thick around you. It was hard for you to catch your breath, but like any other time you held it all in and acted as if everything was fine.

The rest of the day was a blur. You just coasted through on auto-pilot. Nothing mattered anymore. You were again reminded of why you were where you were, and it hurt. However, you were alone in this world. You had no one, and that was alright with you.

Once back in your cell you sat on your bed staring straight out in front of you.

"So, how did things go, sir?" you heard one of the guards ask.

"Fine, I guess," Bakugo spoke. "Though, I don't think it's best if I am paired with them for the program."

"That's sad to hear," the guard replied. "We hoped you both would be great fits for each other because of your past."

Bakugo grunted, "Yeah, that's the problem."

You broke down. You were completely broken. Your one chance at anything close to your dream was gone. You were... alone.