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chapter 9

❝ 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐓𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫 ❞

↳ "Oi. Wake up."

You flutter your eyes open and stare at the ceiling, which isn't yours. Confused but still half asleep, you mumble gibberish and roll back to your side. Someone flicks you on your forehead, and you furrow your eyebrows.

"I said to get the fuck up dumbass. You have a call. Yoshiro-san?" Bakugou mumbles.

Alerted at the name, you throw the blanket off and sit up straight. He hands you your phone, walks outside his room, and leans against the wall in the hallway.

"Y-yoshiro-san?" you squeak. You glance at the digital clock on Bakugou's desk and note that it's only 7 am.

"(y/n), did you get home safely?" he asks. Even if he can't see you, you shake your head.

"No sir, but I'm staying at an... acquaintance's house," you answer as you glance sheepishly at Bakugou.

"That's good. I was just notifying you of code yellow."

Code Yellow: the acquisition of a high suspect. Grimacing, you lower your gaze and nod again. You hear Yoshiro shuffling through some papers.

"You do not have to come in today, (y/n). We will handle him ourselves. Many of us stayed at the headquarters because of the storm," he continues. You're about to protest, but he cuts you off.

"(y/n), you are still young."

"My age has nothing to do with this," you mumble. "Everyone went through the same thing. I'm just newer."

"Yes, but all of us also took breaks in the past, so take today off. It will be hard for you to get here with all the snow."

Knowing that you couldn't argue with him you sigh and straighten your back again.

"Thank you very much," you voice. "...and please be safe."

You can practically see Yoshiro's gentle smile. He ends the call after a quiet greeting, and you plop back into the bed. Realizing where you are, you again shoot back up and stare at the mattress.

"Oh my god I actually slept on your bed," you gasp. "...but it's actually pretty comfy, so sorry not sorry," you grin. Bakugou clicks his tongue as he walks back into the room and sits on his desk chair.

"Was that about your work?" he asks soberly.

"Hm? Oh, yeah. He just said I didn't need to come in because of the snow."

"Why did you look so distressed then?"

"He said someone important was coming in today," you lie.

Lies after lies after lies. You wish he would stop asking.

"...you know, I wasn't going to ask, but why the hell were you still in that crusty uniform from the morning? Were you at your drama club for the whole fucking day?"

You sigh before grabbing a pillow and hugging it. "I thought you were smart? Of course I wasn't at a drama club for the whole day. I had to go to work too, but I was too lazy to go all the way back home just to change."

"Stop hugging my fucking pillow!" he snaps. You laugh and set it to the side, then lay back down on your back and sneeze. He gets up from the desk and to his closet, where he throws a hoodie at you.

"Aren't you getting a little too comfortable in MY bed? And don't get your nasty snot on it," he grumbles. Thanking him, you put on the hoodie and smile as you check yourself out in the mirror.

"I don't know. Do you have some attraction quirk or something? Because this is the first time I've gotten along so quickly with someone," you grin lazily.

"The fuck? Maybe it's your quirk," he grunts. "Hey, what the hell is your quirk anyway?"

"Eating," you smirk. "I can eat a full buffet if I wanted to."

"YOU'RE JUST A FUCKING FATASS," Bakugou shouts. His mother yells at him from downstairs.

"STOP YAPPING SO EARLY IN THE MORNING!"

You laugh and jump back onto the bed.

"SHUT UP YOU HAG," Bakuou retorts. "AND YOU! STOP LAYING IN MY BED!"

"But it's warm," you murmur. He grabs your arm and chucks you off his mattress as you whine. "By the way, how did you wake up so early? I didn't hear an alarm."

"Habit. I was going to go on a run but the shitty snow-"

"Children!" Mitsuki calls out. "Come eat some breakfast!"

Grumbling, Bakugou stomps out of the room. As soon as he leaves, you check to make sure your badge is still hidden. It's warm now, but nonetheless there. Heaving in relief, you also make your way downstairs and to the kitchen.

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A week has passed since the stay at the Bakugou residence. Swamped with work, you haven't been able to see the ash-blonde following the storm.

Sighing, you stretch your arms and slump back into the chair. You peek at Daisuke, the one who found the letter, and cough when he glimpses up from his screen.

"(y/n), do you need something?" he asks.

"N-no! Not at all!" you laugh awkwardly. "I was just wondering how you type so fast..."

He stops and glances at the ceiling in thought and says, "Practice, I guess."

Giggling at his blunt answer, you get up and head to the rest area. "I'm going to get some tea. Do you want anything, Daisuke-san?"

"An Americano, please."

Nodding you walk away from the JCG room and into the halls. On the way, you take out your phone and check the time.

"1:03... it feels like I've spent the whole day here though..."

A notification pops up.

New Message!
Grocery Boy: Didn't u say u wanted a fucking tutor?

"I swear this man somehow knows when my breaks are..."

Private Message

Grocery Boy:
Didn't u say u wanted a fucking tutor?

You:
Yes?
Omg r u gonna keep teaching me?

Grocery Boy:
Don't make me rethink this u brat

You:
Aughhhh
Can u wait for me?
I'm gonna be busy for a rlly long time :(

Grocery Boy:
It's winter break why the hell r u busy
Wait u don't even go to school
Work?

You:
Yup :(

Grocery Boy:
Tf?
How are you even that busy?

You:
Something happened so there's a lot of work
So wait for me?

Grocery Boy:
I'm not waiting for you

You:
:(:(

Grocery Boy:
Where tf do u even work at

You:
What
R u gonna come visit me hehe

Grocery Boy:
I'm not going to waste my damn time

You:
At this point I feel like ur gonna get kicked out of UA for ur attitude
IF u even make it in lmao

Grocery Boy:
Shut the fuck up cat eyes
Hurry up and finish ur dumbass work

You:
Awww do u miss meeee

He left you on read.