Bakugo's POV:
I stood there, my eyes narrowing as I looked at the person standing in front of us. "What the fuck are you doing here, Jeremy?!" I yelled, my anger ready to explode. Mina tried to calm me down. "Calm down, Bakubabe," she said. "He came to say sorry, and he's coming to the movies with us."
I glanced at Deku, and we shared a knowing look. We both knew this wasn't going to end well. "Hey, Bakugo," Jeremy greeted, but I cut him off, irritation evident in my voice. "It's Katsuki," I snapped.
Shitty Hair chimed in, "Come on Bakubro, Be nice." I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his comment. Deku, who was clearly unhappy about Jeremy's presence, asked the question that was on both our minds. "Why is he coming to the movies with us?"
Silence hung in the air until Eraserhead walked into the room. "Because he'll be in Class 1A from now on," he stated. Deku and I couldn't believe what we were hearing, and we both yelled in unison, "You've got to be kidding?!"
Eraserhead remained unfazed. "No, I'm not," he asserted. "And he'll be taking your dorm since we don't have one for him." I couldn't contain my frustration. "Where the fuck am I supposed to go?!" I shouted, my anger boiling over.
Deku grabbed my hand, his touch providing a small measure of comfort. "You can stay with me, Kacchan," he said, his voice filled with concern. I knew he felt guilty, but he didn't have to do this. Regardless, his offer meant the world to me.
Eraserhead interrupted our conversation. "Anyways, Problem Child, go pack and move in with the other Problem Child now," he ordered. "Now?! But we're going to the movies!" I protested once again.
"Don't worry, Kacchan. I can help you pack," Deku reassured me. I couldn't help but feel a mix of disappointment and gratitude. "But what about the movie?" I asked him, hoping for a glimmer of hope.
"We can go watch it another time," Deku said, his eyes locked with mine. In that moment, I saw the concern and love in his emerald eyes, and it was all I needed. I nodded, and he took my hand, leading me to my dorm.
Inside, we started packing, turning what was once our shared space into empty boxes filled with memories. It was a bittersweet task, but with Deku by my side, it felt a little less painful.
After packing and moving all the boxes to Deku's dorm, exhaustion washed over us like a wave. He flopped onto his bed, "Are you okay, nerd?" I asked, concerned for him.
Deku's POV:
"I'm fine, just tired," I replied, my voice heavy with fatigue. My eyelids drooped, and I let sleep claim me.
When I woke up, darkness enveloped the room. I scanned the space, searching for Kacchan, and found him sleeping on the couch with the TV still on. I got up from my bed and walked over to him, gently lifting him into my arms.
Carefully, I carried him to my bed and placed him down, making sure he was comfortable. The boxes were all empty, a testament to Kacchan's efficiency in unpacking while I slept. I settled down beside him, drawing him closer, seeking solace in his presence.
Tomorrow would be a challenging day for both of us, with Jeremy's presence bringing unexpected changes. I sighed, knowing that we would face whatever came our way together. With that thought in mind, I let sleep once again claim me, hoping for a brighter tomorrow.
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