𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 | 𝐤.𝐛 ✓

✧~ Prove it ꒰ requested ꒱ ~✧

"I will slap you-"

"As if. You wouldn't dare too."

Bakugou grumbled. He seriously didn't have the energy to deal with this right now. In fact, he didn't have the energy to deal with people right now.

"Whatever. I'm gonna leave now. See you around of whatever."

"Wait. I actually came here to talk to you about something." The girl opposite him explained.

The ash blonde rolled his eyes. "What is it?"

"The rumours going around..." Jirou begun in a whisper, "Are they true?"

"What rumours?" Questioned Katsuki, secretly hoping they weren't what he thought.

"Oh, quit playing stupid- oh wait. Sorry, I forgot that you're just always stupid." Jirou sighed.

Katsuki gritted his teeth. "You-"

"Shut up. I'm talking here." The female glared at the male. "Okay, now you can talk. Are the rumours about you having a crush on Y/n true?"

Katsuki let out a sound of utter annoyance. His whole day has just been filled with people pestering him about his crush on Y/n.

"Why do you care?" He spat, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Hm, I wonder," Jirou muttered sarcastically, "Probably because Y/n is one of my best friend's and if I find out you're not treating them right, I will come over and beat your ass."

"Tch. Fuck you."

"Awh, thank you~"

"I'm leaving now. Bye." Bakugou hissed, turning around quickly. Then he begun to walk away, leaving Jirou stood in her spot.

"Wait! You didn't give me an answer!"

Jirou didn't receive a reply. With a grunt, she wandered away in the opposite direction to the blonde haired male.

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Katsuki had eventually made it to his dorm. With a long sigh of relief, he reached out in order to open his door. Unfortunately, fate had other ideas for him since he halted upon hearing a familiar voice call out his name.

"Yo, Katsuki!"

Bakugou rolled his eyes for the second time that day. With a clearly fed up expression resembled on his face, he turned his head to the side. He noticed a red head walking up to him.

"What do you want...?" He huffed.

"You know what I want. You can't just storm out of the classroom without telling us the truth." Eijiro replied as soon as he reached his friend.

"You really wanna know the truth that badly, huh?" The other scoffed, Kirishima nodding his head.

"I don't like Y/n."

Eijiro's eyes seemingly widened. Were the rumours all fake then?

"You... Don't like them? Are you sure...?"

"I'm pretty fucking sure. Happy now?"

Eijiro raised a brow, almost as if he was inspecting Katsuki. His eyes wandered up and down the male.

Something was off. Eijiro knew this very well. It's pretty damn obvious when your best friend is lying.

"You're lying." He pointed out.

Katsuki knitted his eyebrows together then shook his head.

"I'm not lying."

"You are. Don't you think after all these years of knowing you that I can't tell when you're lying?"