Mind of Mine || ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

chapter 20

Maturing was realizing that he was a bully, a narcissistic person that didn't deserve the kindness you were offering. There were people out there-good people- who deserved to have a soulmate. But not him, no he gave that all up when he targeted people and became an ass.

And yet, he still latched on to you, trying to find a reason as to why you should want to stay with him.

Incredulous, you leaned slightly back to take a good look at him. "So what? You think I'm going to judge you based on things you've done? You're not the only one who isn't proud of their past." Chuckling drily, you tilted your head up, looking up at the ceiling of his room. "Ever since I first heard your voice in my head, I was afraid of meeting you, afraid of the disgust and horror I would see in your eyes once you realized who I was."

Under the moonlight, your eyes met his. "I'm just as afraid as you are. But I want this. I'm tired of running away because I don't think I deserve something."

You've been told your entire life that you were a monster and treated as such. For crying out loud, you were dubbed the 'Demon' because of the horror you brought. People feared you. You smiled when inflicting pain upon the villains. What about that screamed 'I'm a good person'?

Still, Bakugo was stubborn and wouldn't accept your explanation. "How can you accept it so easily? Don't you see, I don't deserve any of this, not after what I've done. I'm still a horrible person. People try to sugar coat it. But I know. My aggressive tendencies tend to intimidate others, in fact villains kidnapped me because they wanted to recruit me after seeing how villainous I was."

There was so much to unpack there.

He was kidnapped? By villains?

Who? When? A wave of protectiveness hit you.

Bastards.

Was it bad that you wanted to go hunt down whoever dared lay a finger on him? Nah.

"You know what I see? I see someone who is working on becoming better, who is apologizing for what they've done and redeeming themselves. That says a lot. You may not believe me now, but I think you're an amazing person. Not some villainous asshole you make yourself out to be." Reaching up, you lace your fingers with his. Leaning in, you whisper to him, a serious tone coating your words. "Now, what villains kidnapped you? I'm just trying to have a word with them."

Bakugo won't admit it, but the anger you had on his behalf was surprisingly charming.

Everybody judged him off the bat. They took one look at his explosions, one look at the frown he wore, and mistook his dedication for something evil. Instead of seeing him for him- not some flashy quirk- they jumped to the most obvious conclusion, that he was villainous and didn't deserve to be in the hero course. That there was no future for someone like him.

But fuck them. He didn't let it get to him. Instead, he pushed through it all, working harder and harder than anybody in that goddamn school to prove them all wrong. To stand at the top and look down at them, seeing if they could talk shit now that he did everything he promised he would do.

And yet, in the little time that you've known him, you saw him for him. You didn't even know his quirk or any details, just that he was a hero. And that was it. You were seeing his actions and his feelings, and judging from that.

That's what he wanted. To be looked at.

"The fucktards from the League kidnapped me, fucking laughed in their face for believing I would join their little boyband."

The League... they just became your number one enemy.

The look on your face caught his attention, your eyes seemed to shine with something new.