MissMina17 requested Sato and a shout-out, so here we go.
Author's note:
Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I was busy reading camp camp fanfictions... yeah that's what I've been doing for like the past 2 weeks. Anyway enjoy the chapter... I have no set plan so we'll see how this goes.
Bakugou POV:
At this point most of my class knows about my tourettes. Which is fucking annoying since whenever I would tic in class, I would see a few people smile.
And of course four eyes was all up in my business because for the most part I was getting along with my classmates, and he was getting suspicious.
"Hey Bakugou."
I heard a voice call. Breaking me out of my train of thought.
I looked up and saw the uh... fuck it Sato.
I'm to tired to come up with a nickname right now.
"Hey."
I answered back.
"I came in here to bake. It's very relaxing..... you look stressed."
I looked up in surprise.
How did he know... am I really that transparent?
"You want to help?"
He offered. Holding up an apron.
Normally I would say no... but he was right. I am stressed, and baking does sounded like fun.
I didn't answer. I instead grabbed the apron and put it on.
He smiled, looking almost surprised that I excepted.
We got to work.
"Okay so we need a half cup butter."
Sato said, looking up from the recipe.
I nodded grabbing it from the fridge.
"Okay, now we need 2 cups sugar."
"Am I your errand boy now?"
I asked in a sarcastic tone.
"I mean, I obviously can't make you do anything. So that is really up to you."
He said. A big smile on his face.
I laughed. Grabbing the sugar.
That... was the first time I genuinely laughed in a while... Kirishima had been doing his best to try and cheer me up... but I was just... tired...
"Alright now we need 2 eggs."
"Why didn't you have me grab that when I was at the fridge for the butter?"
"Hey, I'm just reading it in order."
"Yeah, whatever."
I said, grabbing the eggs.
"Half cup cocoa."
This is a chocolate cake?! This is gonna be rich."
I grabbed the cocoa from the cupboard.
"2 teaspoons vanilla."
"Where do we even keep that stuff?"
I asked, looking around the kitchen.
He pointed at a cupboard really high up above the sink.
"And you expect me to reach that how?"
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