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Clank clank clank. "Everybody!!! Wake up!! Bakugou is making pancakes " Clank clank clank
"Not again, I gonna try those," said Jirou...
Wait. That wasn't Jirou. Mina? Omg... what time is it. Still with her eyes closed she tried to locate her phone. 7:30 am Saturday morning on her screen.
Clank clank clank "last call!!!.. wake up ocha babe !" Mina knocks her door.
Let me sleeeeeepppp. Cling . She opened an eye. 3 New messages
Bakugou
- I'm getting old waiting(7:10)
- KIRISHIMA SAW ME. (7:25)
- I can't keep your food away from these extras forever. COME HERE RIGHT NOW (7:32)
That explains everything. Morning pancakes were their thing after Bakugou caught her eating just an apple one morning. It was her usual, but he INSISTED (that is a polite way to say it). Anyway, Kirishima found out and spread the rumor which ended in chaos. So, she still gets her nutritious breakfast randomly. Today Katsuki was caught up cocking, again.
Katsuki. His name crosses her mind to fully wake her. Rapidly she started remembering last night and an eagerness to see him again start growing at her core.
Me
On my way. (7:35)
"JUST DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING!." he starts shouting at everyone in the kitchen. "Go away alien bitch, that's not yours." He took the pancakes that were already plated and placed them over the refrigerator
"I'm starving! these are ready" she put on her tip toes trying to reach them. "That's not my problem. Besides, they weren't invited from the beginning" He exclaimed observing all the "guests" around the kitchen waiting for their breakfast.
"Damn it, I'll cook," he said with a chuckle as he grabbed the apron from the wall again. "I'll make tea" and everyone celebrated Momo's initiative. A few minutes later something distract her. "Good morning Uraraka san, would you like some tea?" Yaoyorozu's greeting snapped Katsuki out of his chef mode and he was amused to look up and find her floating (all sleepy) over their friends to land and sit on the counter next to him.
"This is the last time I save you food, cheeks" He took her hand and helped her float to where the plate was and then to one of the chairs near him. He didn't let go of her until she had deactivated her quirk and was already sitting firmly. He turned to get her a glass of water and set it on the table next to a painkiller.
He thought about telling her to take the pill but suddenly he was aware of the exchange they had just had in front of everyone and embarrassment took over his body. He could only whisper "Good morning" and, obviously, neither of them noticed the silent exchange of glances between the spectators
"It looks like you two have already settled things" Sero interrupted the scene. "That's none of your business" the cook exclaimed. "Bakugou! I really appreciate everyone's concern. What happened in the gym was an accident and I'm also partly to blame for not prioritizing wearing special training clothes instead of regular clothes."
"I guess you asked him to buy you new clothes" contributed Ojiro "Let's go shopping!" exclaimed Jirou. "What? Guys, really? I'm not going to ask him for anything in return" She chuckles "we're fine".
" So our plans for this afternoon are still on?" Sero asks Uraraka. "Yes!" Ochaco confirms "You're going on a date! How did this happen?! When!" Mina starts screaming. "Bakubro, you have to let her go this afternoon," Kaminari teased. Ochaco round her eyes.
"She doesn't have an owner you idiot, her love life ain't my business. Here. Done. I'm not doing dishes" He said taking off his apron and leaving the food on the table. "Thank you Bakugou" they shouted in unison. "You're not eating?" Ask Sato, " I did it an hour ago. I'm off to train," He left the dining room without looking back focused completely on the routine ahead of him. Or so he thought.
TAPE FACE, UGH?
That afternoon
"I want something," She said confidently
She stood in the doorway of his room staring at him. She hadn't expected to find him freshly bathed post-training when he opened the door, shirtless,.... with his jogging line very low, exposing his v-line and still a trail of hair going up his abdomen.... Look up Ochaco! She didn't expect him to open the door. Period.
"What happened with don't worry guys bla bla" he acused. "May I come in? Please? " For a moment she thought about backing out until he stepped aside so she could pass. Now or never, she thought. She turned to face him, but a shopping bag hit her chest.
"What is this" Quickly digging inside she found a blouse and a brand-new sports bra. "My mom sent it to you. There you go. We're even." He said. "Thanks... wait! No, I don't mean this" "Round face, I gave you clothes and you're looking at me almost naked "
How can he be such a jerk? " I'll keep the gift, just because your mom is a saint and sometimes I feel sorry that she has a son as rude as you" They both stared directly into each other's eyes. Katsuki raised an eyebrow encouraging her to speak again.
- I want something in return. Personal, not physical. " She said completely flushed. "Listen ok? I'm not going to repeat myself. After what happened yesterday I realized that after all this time being partners, giving you my body to be treated felt natural. In part because I trust you and in part because I felt respected...am I right? " He just nodded his head. "Good...but I kept thinking after breakfast and I want you to tell me something about yourself, something more personal, that brings us together, like when two people share a secret and become accomplices...you know what I mean?"
She keeps looking for some answer on Katsuki's face, but he remained expressionless. "If we are going to present ourselves as a couple of pro heroes, I want to be bonded with you by something deeper than just routine... I know what I'm asking may be too invasive, but it's something I need in order to remain your partner. Once we graduate, this is going to become real, our team... but If you don't want to do that, I understand."
"Is this some kind of confession?" he asked playfully. "Do I look like I'm confessing? No Bakugou, I'm asking an honest question, and I want an honest answer. You know I tend to think a lot" Still, with the door at his back, he squatted down, folded his hands, and rested his gaze on his companion, processing the idea. "Can you say something? I'm dying of anxiety."
He stood up abruptly and walked over to where she stood. "Are you afraid I'll take up more of your time and tape face stood you up?" " You know, reactions like this drain my spirit". She pushed him out of her way and left quickly, closing the door and slamming it loudly. "Sorry kiri" He heard from the other side and her footsteps quickly led her away.
He continued to stand in place looking at his door for a few seconds trying to process first, his partner's request and second, her reaction.
Her business, my balls. At the same time as he threw himself on his bed, he received a new message
Kirishima
Needs some air? I going to the barbershop (16:01)
Me
Ready in 5