A MHA Sleepover

Love's Changes (Chapter 2)

AN: Hey y'all! I'm sorry if my updates are slow, my exams just finished, then the week after that we had republic day AND one of my friend's birthday, so yeah, sorry... So anyways you remember the last chapter? Yea, this is a continuation. Sorry if you had to wait! Also my upload schedule was something I didn't follow, I sincerely apologise. Anyways, on to the story!

Bakugou smirked as he looked at the picture in his hand. It consisted of the entire Bakusquad, but only one person in the picture had his attention. Shitty hair...

Bakugou POV

I'm not usually one for emotions. Actually, scratch that, I'm NEVER one for emotions. So how am I to explain this sudden weird feeling I have? I sighed as I flopped down onto my bed. Love is honestly so confusing it's annoying. From not caring about anything in this world, to suddenly have this warm fuzzy feeling whenever I see him, love can truly change a person. I closed my eyes, as I allowed my mind to circulate thoughts about him, shitty hair... 

Kirishima: Knock knock blasty! I am here, for my tutoring session!

Bakugou: Sure then, shitty hair, give me one sec.

I scrambled out of bed, hiding the picture in my drawer. I fixed my hair a bit as I didn't want to look like a person who just got out of bed, and ran to the door. I opened it, and there he was, hair carefully gelled up, girlish eyes sparkling, and the most dazzling smile that could brighten up anyone's day. It was pretty hard to NOT let a smile cross my face. I let him in, and we both sat on the bed.

Bakugou: Okay, so if 24x + 469 is 877, what is x? 

Kirishima: So, Blasty, what's up?

Bakugou: Nothing much. Are you trying to divert my attention from the question?

Kirishima: Maybe, maybe not~

Bakugou: Tch.

So the study session continued, with occasional jokes made by Shitty Hair to avoid answering the questions, and me hitting his head with my book. Normal enough I guess. After we finished the homework, we decided to just... talk I guess. We had some time till lunch.

Kirishima: ... So Bakubro... What were you doing before I came.

Bakugou: Umm, nothing much. Just, um, sleeping and thinking about... stuff. Well, what about you?

Kirishima: Just hanging out with Tetsutetsu! 

I felt jealousy rise in my stomach. No, why should it? Shitty hair has every right to hang out with people, we aren't even together yet for god's sake! We aren't even together- yet... Ugh, what am I thinking?! I let out an audible sigh as I lied back on my bed.

Kirishima POV

Bakubro let out an audible sigh as he lay down on the bed. Why did he sigh? Did I do something wrong? Oh shit, maybe I messed up-

Bakugou: Oi, shitty hair.

Kirishima: Oh, yeah Bakubro?

Bakugou: Stop worrying. Whatever it is you're worrying about, it's not your fault.

Kirishima: I- How did you know?

Bakugou: Tch. It's on your face. No point having a face like that if you're going to ruin it with lines of worry.

I blushed. Could he really tell? Was he really studying the details of my face to accurately guess the problem? Did he- did he actually care?

Kirishima: Kk Bakubro. But you actually care about me? Hmmmm?