The bus rolled to a stop, the breaks squeaking loudly as it came to a halt. You suddenly jolted forward slightly, your body adjusting to the sudden change in speed.
Mr. Akerman announced the next stop, his voice crackling through the speakers. You stood up ready to leave, but when Bakugo didn't get up you had to nudge him. He wore his hat over his eyes, showing that he was completely asleep.
You shook his shoulder and he stirred awake, peeling the hat off of his eyes. "I think you should zip up your coat," you whispered to him as you pointed at the gray sweater he wore, now leaking with red from the wound.
With some acknowledgment Bakugo stood and zipped up the coat. The two of you walked through the aisle of the bus and as the doors opened, the sound of bustling city streets flooded in.
The once quiet and contained bus now filled with the sounds of honking cars, chattering pedestrians, and the occasional street performer. The scent of exhaust and coffee wafted in, mixing with sweat and perfume.
You inhaled the scents as you walked down the steps of the bus, jumping out to see the city. Even though you came time to time for work, it still amazed you. After all, you were a suburban person.
The city was a sprawling metropolis, a concrete jungle that seemed to stretch on for miles. Skyscrapers towered over the bustling streets, their reflective glass facades glinting in the sunlight. The sound of car horns and the chatter of people filled the air, creating a symphony of urban chaos.
And even though it was chaos, you loved it. A small smile grew on your face as you heard the doors close and with the breaks squeaking again, the bus continued on its journey.
You looked to your side to see Bakugo standing right beside you, taking it all in with you.
"This place looks even better at night, you should see it before you go," you said with a smile as you began your journey.
Even though you came from the suburbs, you knew your way around. You took the same bus here five days a week for your jobs. And you always broke into a boasting personality when you called yourself an expert in navigating the city, you knew every nook and cranny, every hidden shortcut and every secret passage.
Your knowledge of the city was unparalleled, so you moved through the streets with ease, weaving in and out of crowds, dodging cars and bicycles while Bakugo was left behind to catch up with you. It was as if you were a local.
You then slowed down at a corner, your body tense and your heart racing. The city streets were bustling with people, cars honking and street vendors calling out their goods. But you paid no attention to the chaos around you, your focus solely on the traffic light above.
"Slow the fuck down," Bakugo shouted as he tried to keep himself together, you held in a chuckle as you saw him quietly gasp for air.
You shrugged as you apologized, "Sorry."
"And where are you even dragging me?" Bakugo shouted as he straightened himself out, he was trying so hard to look normal.
"I've already said it, not gonna say it twice," you teased as your eyes darted straight back to the traffic light.
It felt like you had been standing there for hours, but in reality, it had only been a few minutes. Time seemed to slow down in moments like these, when you were waiting for something important to happen.
As the signal affirmed an acceptance of walking, your heart started pounding even louder. You could feel the adrenaline coursing through your veins as you took your first step onto the busy street, every time you crossed these streets it felt like your first time. The sound of car engines, the chatter of people, and the screeching of brakes all blended together.
As you pushed yourself through the crowd, your eyes constantly darted back and forth as you made your way towards the other side. The buildings around you seemed to tower over you, their windows reflecting the bright lights of the city.
You were snapped out of your thoughts when the collar of your coat got snagged back.
"I said stop going so damn fast," Bakugo said, keeping a hold on the collar of the coat.
You tried to push yourself forward but Bakugo wasn't going to let you go, he pulled you straight back to stand beside him.
"We're gonna get run over if you don't walk faster," you warned.
And then there was a beep of a horn, you looked to your side to see a car barely inches away from you, beeping repeatedly. You stared at the driver confused but then looked up to see the signal for walking was now gone.
The person in the car rolled down their window and stuck their head out, shouting, "Get outta the way!"
"Shut the fuck up and keep driving extra," Bakugo retorted back at the driver as he kicked the front bumper of the car.
"Don't hit my car you scrubby hobo," the driver shouted.
You watched as the driver's hand reached out and pressed down on the horn, the sound echoing loudly through the street. The horn blared, a sharp and piercing sound that seemed to cut through the noise of the city.
You stared at Bakugo, hoping what you thought he was going to do wasn't what he was thinking.
Bakugo let go of the collar of your coat, ready to get deeper in the argument.
"Bakugo, let's go," you said to him as you pulled his wrist.
He glowered at you for a second but went right back at looking at the driver. "It's Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight."
"Ok, Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, let's get off the road. We can't start problems with quirks if there are no quirks here," you explained as Bakugo kept on a scowl on his face as he stared at the driver.
With a few strong pulls, you dragged Bakugo off of the road and onto the sidewalk.
You warned Bakugo, "This is why we walk fast around here." It clearly looked like Bakugo didn't hear a word you said, he was so focused on staring down the driver that he ignored you.
"Kusodoraiba," Bakugo said through gritted teeth.
"That's really rude, you should say nicer things like informing driver," you told Bakugo with a nudge. He glared down at you and grumbled, "Whatever."
The two of you walked down the streets of the city, Bakugo keeping a hold of you by your coat. It embarrassed you as people gave silent glances, you slowed your walk down, it looked as if you were a child needing to be held onto.
"Ok, I get it, you don't need to hold me," you pouted.
Bakugo responded with one word, "Uso-tsuki."
"I'm not lying right now, it's embarrassing. Stop holding me," you complained as you tried to swat his hand away from your coat.
With a push forward Bakugo let go of your coat, you fixed your disheveled coat and gave Bakugo a look. Then went on with your walk to your destination, with a turn of a corner you were there.
"Wow, walking takes a long time," you joked as you dragged Bakugo quickly to the front doors of the place.
"What the fuck are we doing here?" Bakugo spat as he slapped your hands away from him.
"I told you we were going to the hospital, you're practically bleeding to death."
"So you're saying I spent three hours on a bus and walking around a damn city to go to a shitty hospital?" Bakugo retorted, stepping up to you.
You looked up at him with wide eyes, "Yeah," you stated with a click of your tongue.
"Oh my fucking god, what don't you understand in that damn head of yours?"
"You need to go to the hospital, we don't know when you're going to get back."
"That was supposed to be today, I was supposed to be back today but since you care about a fucking scratch we're here instead of where we're supposed to be," he shouted in your face.
You weren't going to let him treat you like dirt after all you've done for him. "I could've let you explode away instead of telling you where you were. I helped you, I am helping you," you shouted straight back at him.
"I don't even want your fucking help, I just needed you to do one damn thing and you can't even do that, this is why I don't trust shitty extras."
"I may be an extra in your mindset but I know when someone is hurt, you're hurt whether you'd like to accept that or not. We don't have any Recovery Girls here or anyone with quirks that could help you, I know for a fact you're not getting home today," you stated as you asserted your ground.
It became silent as the two of you stared each other down. Bakugo may not have known you but you knew him, he was silent when it came to himself. It was like if saying 'you're hurt' was a weakness.
You closed your eyes for a moment and slowly breathed in and out, you re-opened your eyes. You had to be calm not for him but for yourself. "I know you're a stubborn person but you aren't stupid," you calmly mentioned.
That one statement changed the way Bakugo looked at you, as if he saw you in a different perspective now.
He leaned his shoulders back and looked up, he then grumbled under his breath and looked down at you.
You kept the same face continuously as he kicked air and said, "Sure, whatever. Do your shit."