[ 10:14 A.m. ] • Bakugou Katsuki

[ 10:14 a.m. ] • bakugou katsuki

bakugou katsuki was originally about to head back to the dorms when he heard a rustling beside him. it came from the lush green bushes that lined up the walls of his highschool campus. and behind the greenery was a badly hidden figure sitting on the ground. it was a good morning, the sky was a vibrant blue and everything was pleasant. and you were too big for the small bush you tried to obscure yourself with. it made bakugou snort as he dug his hands to his pockets and looked at you. normally he wouldn't bother but you were an interesting person to him and you were — as much as he hated it — you were his friend.

“what in the fuck are you doing?”

“shut up!”

when you raise your head, his crimson eyes meet your teary ones. you were frowning and looked terrible, biting your lower lip hard to stop the sob from coming. it startles the blonde student a bit but he suppresses that.

“are you crying?”

“no!”

he crosses his arms over his chest and smirks at you, knowingly. “not yet. why don't you just go to your room and cry there, stupid?”

“the tears will fall before i even reach the door, stupid!”

“that's on you then, idiot.”

“what are you even doing here, bakugou?”

he fights the urge to blush from embarrassment. funnily, like you, he's also battling his emotions. bakugou forces a pout and nervously pats the tip of his shoe against the pavement, “just didn't want to be with the other extras yet. you?”

he curiously watches you sigh and look at your hands, “i want to disappear. i just... i miss my home. i like it here but i miss my home. but i can't go back, right? so, i want to disappear and let time pass and wait for all the trouble to go away and return home.”

before you even have a chance to look up and scream at bakugou to not tell anyone about your homesickness, a jacket is thrown to your face. it covers your whole head and neck and you stare at pure black, with the scent of men's cologne and fading sweat.

“here, you can disappear now. just for a while, though. i’m just lending you my jacket.”

it was unexpected of bakugou, which kinda clears up the tears in your eyes.

“go on, cry you big baby.” bakugou urges. “cry while you can. it's stupid.”

“me?” you sniffle.

“yeah, it's stupid of you trying to hold it back when in the end it's going to fall out anyway.”

tears start to roll down your eyes and you sniffle more, “can i – ?”

“ugh, fine you can wipe your tears with it. just shut up now and get on with it.”

“are you gonna stay with me?”

“yeah.” he says. “just for the jacket.”

“okay. thank you, bakugou.”

“tch.”

when you finish crying and pull the jacket down, bakugou’s got a water bottle and a few squares of tissue. “here. you look shitty.don’t you fuckin’ dare tell anyone about this.”

“okay,” you nod, smiling a bit. “that was good, by the way. the crying. can i disappear in your jacket again in the future, bakugou?”

“eh, we’ll see.”

[ 10:38 a.m. ]