" By the next morning that place looked like I set off a God damn bomb in it, and I guess you could say I did, one in the form of myself because I put so many holes in that place. I looked like a fucking mad man as I tore through that place, pissed off after I found each of those hex bags. I know damn well I looked like one as I sat leaned against the wall shirtless, my hair a fucking disaster, covered in dirt and dust from tearing shit apart. My hands were even blistered from the grip I had on the sledgehammer which only got tighter the more pissed off I got."" Now it was six am and as the sun was just rising I was wrapping my bloodied blistered hands chugging a Gatorade as I listened to a soft worried voice rattling on some place next to me."
" Oh my gosh Kacchan. Your hands look so bad. So sore, and you look so tired, I mean you haven't slept all night and you really didn't take any breaks and thats the first thing I've seen you drink besides coffee and I really wish you would eat something. Gosh I wish I could get out of this stupid house and help you. I feel so bad for being so much trouble."
" I may not have been able to see his face but I could put money on the fact that he was probably cute as fuck right now as he rambled on without hardly taking a damn breath."
" I smirked."
" Izuku calm down before you have a stroke or some shit. I mean, don't get me wrong I'm really into you being all worried about me, been a long time since I had something like that."
" I was honestly surprised I said that. I'm not a sharing my feelings kinda guy, but something about Izuku was different and I knew that. Something about him made me different somehow."
" He cleared his throat and I heard and sensed him sit down next to me."
" Oh.. um..I am kind of a worrier I guess you could say and you're doing so much to help me and I see how it wears on you a bit so it makes me concerned and I.. .. I have definitely formed an attachment to you so I really care about your well being."
" I actually smiled, something I noticed I've been doing a lot of lately. Shut up extra."
" An attachment huh? That just your way of sayin you have a massive crush on me?"
" I grinned in his direction earning that soft laugh that now I'm attached to before he spoke again."
" Man, you really are cocky, but you may possibly be right. Kind of hard not to when you came in here all good-looking like a superhero to save the day and honestly the cocky thing works for you, really well."
" The tone was sheepish but man I fell for it every damn time. Before I could respond he kept talking."
" You.. you said it's been a long time since you had someone worry about you?"
" Now it was me who felt a little sheepish, not use to talking about this kind of shit. I shrugged with a slight smile."
" Yeah, it's been a while."
" I find that so hard to believe I mean, have you seen you?! I'm sure there's people lined up to be with you, who would really like to be the one to worry and fuss over you."
" I don't blush, I wasn't sure I was even capable of doing so, but I definitely did right here. I played it off with a smirk and a chuckle."
" I've seen me, and yeah don't get it twisted, I have lots of admirers and shit who wouldn't mind I guess but I don't think I've ever had someone that I wanted to stick around that long, plus I'm kind of intense most of the time, that's not always easy to want to be around all the time for some people."
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House 356
FanfictionKatsuki Bakugo is a no nonsense kinda guy. he doesn't believe most anything he hears and only half of what he sees and he definitely doesn't believe in the bullshit ghost stories that revole around the house his construction crew is now working on...