The 9 Millimeter Kiss

Chapter 73

Yuki slowly began to shift and Bakugo froze suddenly, realizing he'd been playing with a hair strand.

A whisper of slurred words, "You're awake..."

Bakugo felt the grip on him loosen, "yeah." he too whispered.

Both continued to lay still, as though in a trance.

"...m'sorry." Yuki mumbled. "About last night."

"I told you my shit. You told me yours." Bakugo shrugged, his eyes still holding sleep.

Yuki shifted off of Bakugo and sat up, his hair in absolute disarray. A couple loose strands sticking to his face and some noticeable knots on the ends. Bakugo follows, sitting up after wigginly his fingers to return the feeling in his arm.

What now? Yuki asks himself, rubbing his fingers through his hair and leaving his hands to sit at the base of his neck.

The golden rays began to pour into the room. In those few minutes, Yuki felt like he was floating. His head fuzzy, chest light and it felt time was moving slower as though to tell him to just be there. To not think of anything else and simply enjoy those few minutes.

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"Yuki-kun, Yuki-kun!" Uraraka called out to him upon stepping into the kitchen for some breakfast.

"Mornin'" Yuki sluggishly waved back.

Uraraka momentarily abandoned her breakfast and shuffled over to the kitchen beside him.

"Yuki-kun, it's our turn to go buy food for the week." she excitedly whispered.

"Where is this schedule?" Yuki looked around the dorm, "I wasn't informed of this decision."

"Oh it's over there." Uraraka waved to the lounge's general direction, "Jiro, Tsu and Kaminari are also coming along."

"Oh." Yuki mumbled, grabbing a bowl from the cupboards. "What time are we leaving?"

"We were thinking around 12, but we can leave earlier. We kinda wanna check out some other stores on the way-- have you been crying?" she maneuvers under his arms before opening the fridge to get a better look.

"Uh... yes." Yuki tells her, shifting her to the side to get to the milk.

"Why? Did something happen?" Uraraka worried softly but quickly cupped his face and pulled it towards her to examine.

"Sad movie." Yuki allowed her to turn his head his whatever way before she moved on to his arms, checking for injuries.

"Are you sure?" she whispered, "Has Bakugo been holding you captive? I'll give him an extra beating in the next hero's class."

Yuki chuckled, "I'm fine. And he's not holding me captive. Can I get the milk now?"

Uraraka made sure to look into his eyes, trying to decide if he was really telling the truth. "Hmmm... okay." she released him, "but we're talking about this later good sir." she sternly added.

"We can talk later." Yuki agreed, reaching for the milk.

"We're out of cereal by the way."

Yuki groaned, "Thanks for telling me."