Bakugo P.O.V.
'He looks so cute, sitting there focused on the task at hand.' I thought to myself, staring back at Deku as he focused on the board in the front of class. He seemed really into the lesson, writing down notes, and annotating everything.
I had been trying to work normally, as usual but today was different. Today I couldn't focus on anything but Deku. I didn't understand what was happening to me, but I felt as if butterflies were floating around in my stomach, and I couldn't clear my head at all.
Suddenly he caught me staring, looking me directly in the eyes. I flinched a little and turned back to the board in embarrassment. 'What the fuck is wrong with me?..' I thought to myself getting slightly mad.
After school, I left earliest, as I didn't want to be around Deku right now. I was slightly agitated at my feelings towards the greenette. He was always there in the back of my mind, when I didn't want him there at it infuriated me. I made it to my dorm room, and locked myself inside, quickly changing into some comfortable sleepwear, and laying down, covering myself in my blanket, not wanting to face the world.
Suddenly I heard a loud knock on my door, and there entered with his spare key, Kirishima. "Hey Bakubro, Deku asked me to check in on you, because he's worried about you. What's up?"
I flinched a little as he mentioned Deku, and instantly felt my face heating up. "Deku was worried about me?" I asked a little hesitant. Kirishima seemed to notice my less angry approach to a question involving Deku, and stared me down weirdly. "Yeah, he seemed pretty upset that you walked off quickly. If you want his email to text him about it all, I can provide." Kirishima responded. As much as I wanted Deku's contact information, I wasn't prepared to speak to him in my current state.
I was pretty sure that I had somehow managed to develop feelings for the little nerd. Actually, no, I didn't develop them. They had always been there, but I had pushed them far away up until now for some odd reason.
"No, I don't want his contact information. I can't speak to him right now." I replied. "Why is that?" Kirishima pried. I felt a little annoyed but I didn't have anybody else to talk to about these awful and annoying feelings and thoughts. "I think I might like Deku." I said, I was more calm and put together than usual on the outside, but internally I was freaking out.
My words took Kirishima visibly by surprise, and I death stared him upon noticing what I had just said. "Tell anyone what I just said, and I will murder you in your sleep." I followed up on my initial statement.
"Does he know yet? Is that why you're avoiding him?" Kirishima asked. So, he noticed I was avoiding Deku, but wasn't saying anything. "No, he has no idea, and I hope to keep it that way." I said looking down at my floor. "Well, from what I've seen it seems he likes you too. Why not let him know?" He said.
"No. Now get out, and don't tell anyone anything I said today." I replied feeling insanely mad at his reply. He looked sad, but left. I fell asleep shortly after, not wanting to deal with any of this stupid shit.
The next morning went by quickly, as I got dressed and went off on my way, now avoiding Kirishima and Kaminari as well. At least it gave them time to be alone, and flirt like a couple. I walked into class, seeing Deku, and for a moment we made eye contact but I quickly broke it, walking over and taking my seat. For awhile all was normal until suddenly EraserHead walked in eyeing down Deku and I.
"Bakugo, and Izuku meet me outside of the classroom." EraserHead said, not really looking any different than he usually did, leaving us wondering whether this was good or bad. I slowly got up from my seat, Deku trailing behind me as we walked outside of the classroom to find Mr. Aizawa staring at us intensely.
"I was staring at your recent test scores, and noticed you both were falling behind deeply in comparison to the rest of your classmates. This is a prestigious high school for heroes in training, and due to your low scores, I'm going to put you on cleaning duty, giving you time to think about how poorly you've been preforming, and letting you realize what's been bringing you down. You will be on this for 3 days from 3-5 P.M., now go back to class." He said walking back inside, and beginning the lesson.
I was visibly irritated, meanwhile Deku looked a little sad. That nerd never got into trouble, so the fact that he just did probably took a blow to his self-esteem.
The rest of the day went by, and there I was silently walking beside Deku to the janitors closet where we would find our cleaning supplies. I didn't want to be beside him but we coincidentally walked out of class at the same time, and were heading to the same place.
Once we got into the closet we turned on the light, noticing how cramped it was. I walked over to the left side, picking out a few sprays, a bucket, bleach and a mop. Deku grabbed whatever he needed and when we went to leave, the door was shut. I tried to open it but it wouldn't budge leaving me slightly confused before realizing. Mr. Aizawa told us earlier, to assure someone held open the door so we wouldn't get locked in. I mentally face-palmed at the fact that I had forgot about this.
Deku tried to open the door as well. I was super mad, trying to open the door completely letting the fact that I could just blast it open pass me by in that moment of panic and nervousness.
I was locked in a room, alone with Deku. Not only that but it was super cramped, and there was hardly any light besides the small light bulb hanging from a string above us.
I turn to Deku, not wanting to speak to him but knowing I'd have to. "Deku," I started, causing him to look at me, fear clear in his eyes. This made my heart ache a tad bit, as I hated seeing him scared. "We need to find a way to get out of here." I stated. With that he looked around and nodded in agreement.
We started looking around for things we could use to get out, when Deku turned to me slightly red. "Bakugo, are you okay? You've been acting strange lately. Leaving class early, being less angry all the time, constantly claiming you're tired, avoiding me, and sending Kirishima away every time he speaks to you." He told me.
My face grew red at the fact that he paid me so much mind, to have noticed all of that.
"And why are you taking time out of your day to notice all of this?" I claimed. I wasn't mad at him, I was just embarrassed and with embarrassment I get a little disrespectful sometimes, often times making people think I'm mad.
Deku looked down, seemingly deep in thought. "I don't exactly know." He said pretending to look for something to get us out of here.
I went on stating "You spent your time worrying about such idiotic stuff involving me, and you still wonder why your scores dropped so low that you have to be here right now." "Well, I was just worried about you, I can't help that and you know it Kacchan."
This made my heart flutter a little bit, meanwhile slightly ticked me off.
"Why do you care so much about me? Do you not remember how badly I treated you when we were kids? You should stop being so nice honestly, it really gets on my nerves sometimes. Why in the world am I something to be worried about? I questioned. I was honestly mad that he still supported and worried about me when I had been so insanely insensitive to him as a child.
He looked away, not showing me his expression so it was hard to tell how he felt. He turned back to me, and with an unsure look he gave me his reply. "Because we're friends now, Kacchan."
I felt pain in my chest, and a feeling of all the butterflies in my stomach dying as the word 'friend' escaped his mouth. I looked down and before I knew it, I blurted words without thinking.
"Well, what if I want to be more than just friends?" I didn't want to look at Deku, because I didn't want to see how he'd reacted to that question. I realized what I said and felt more vulnerable than ever. I hated the way he made me feel.
I finally gained the courage to look over to him, and he seemed to be contemplating. He let out a deep breath. "Well than I'd probably be happy."
...
Those words took me off guard, and I felt all the butterflies in my stomach rise back up happily, as well as my heart beginning to speed back up. In a moment of confidence and happiness, I approached him. I had him against the wall, one hand in my pocket, the other on the wall beside his head. "Deku..." I began,
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CLIFFHANGER.