"K-Kacchan?" Izuku muttered, looking down at the ground. He had a guilty look on his face, and Bakugo's heart melted.
"Hey, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
"I-It's just...I have a feeling something bad is going to happen..."
"Shhhhhhhh. It's okay- I'll be right by your side to protect you. I promise."
Izuku gave a strained smile, and they walked into the common room.
Everyone waved, and Kaminari gave a thumbs up, and Sero made a heart with his hands. Bakugo growler at them, only resulting in them laughing louder.
"DEKU!" Uraraka squealed. Bakugo tensed. Only HE could call Izuku "Deku." He was HIS- NOT Pink Cheek's.
"Isn't it totally horrible that we didn't get paired up together? I mean, everybody knows we'd make the perfect couple! Like, come on- we could get married, and you can finally leave behind this looser who thinks he's good enough for you!" She smiled brightly, nodding towards Bakugo.
Bakugo clenched his jaw. Deku just stood there, actually looking scared of his best friend.
"Listen here, bitch," Bakugo hissed. "The only loser he's gonna stay away from is YOU."
Uraraka laughed. "Oh yeah? And why's that? He LOVES me!" And with that, she pulled Izuku in for a deep kiss. She forced her tongue in his mouth, and grabbed onto his head hard enough for Izuku to start crying softly. Uraraka felt hands around her neck seconds later.
She turned around to see a shaking Bakugo. Sure, he was always mad, but this...no one had ever seen him like this. He was smiling. Smiling suck a demented way that it was enough for the whole class to shrink away in fear.
He started laughing. Softly at first, and it soon began to grow louder with each passing second, until his eyes were unfocused and he was sweating. He grabbed Uraraka's hand, and turned her around.
"Deku..." Bakugo whispered. "Just trust me. I only love you- this is to get back at that BITCH WHO TRIED TO TAKE YOU FROM ME!"
Uraraka tensed as she waiting for burns to cover her body.
Nothing happened.
She turned around slowly, and almost threw up at what she saw.
Bakugo...Bakugo was making out with Iida. He had grabbed him forcefully, and was roughing him up, forcing himself on him, not letting him come up for air.
"NO!" Uraraka screamed, running towards Bakugo. "NO STOP! HE CAN'T BREATH!" She screamed, clawing at Bakugo's arm. Bakugo let go of Iida and turned around as quickly as possible.
"Sorry, man," Bakugo apologized.
And with that he slapped Uraraka across the face. She gripped her bright red cheek and stared at the blonde in horror. Her grimace twisted into a twisted smile, and she reached into her pocket.
Before anyone could react, she had turned around and slashed Deku's arm with a pocket knife. A smooth, long, cool blade that was only about four inches long. It looked incredibly familiar.
It hit Bakugo like a truck.
He ran up to the girl and pinned her arms behind her back.
"Show yourself," he growled, his hands sparking, and searing the wrists he was holding.
Uraraka's body crumbled into dust, and a smiling Himiko Toga was standing in front of them.
"Ah, it's been so long since I've had a good meal!" She sang, dancing over to Izuku. Her blade cut deeper into his skin, and Izuku whimpered, clutching his stomach, whimpering.
Bakugo was frozen solid. Until someone snapped him out of his trance.
"What the hell are you waiting for?! Help him! I must go find Uraraka!" Iida shouted, running full speed towards his dorm.
Bakugo ran into action, screaming as loud as he could. Just before Toga was about to suck his blood, his hands made contact with her neck...

Bakugo shot up in bed, screaming.
A dream, he breathed, trying to get his heart rate under control.
But it seemed so real...
"K-Kacchan? What's wrong?" Izuku mumbled, rubbing his tired eyes. Bakugo looked at the clock- it was three in the morning.
Izuku realized that Katsuki was crying.
Izuku reaches over and wiped the tears out of his eyes.
Bakugo suddenly snapped into motion, and pinned Deku's arms above his head. Izuku flushes bright red, and tried to fight back, but it was useless against Katsuki's iron grip.
Bakugo yanked Izuku's shirt off and grabbed his arm. Nothing. Not a scratch. No wound, no cut, no blood- nothing.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and sank back into bed. Izuku pulled his shirt back over his head, still red as a tomato, and stroked Katsuki's face lovingly.
"W-What was that for?!" He stammered.
"I...I..." Bakugo's voice cracked. "I DREAMT YOU WERE ATTACKED BY VILLAINS AND YOU GOT HURT BECAUSE I COULD'T PROTECT YOU BECAUSE I WAS TOO WEAK!" He sobbed, throwing himself into Izuku's arms.
"Kacchan," Izuku soothed, his voice soft. "Nothing happened. Nothing- I'm fine. You're the strongest person I know. No matter what happens, I know you'll always protect me..." He grabbed Katsuki's hands and placed them on his stomach. "And this little one. I KNOW you will, Katsuki. I believe in you."
Izuku kissed him softly, and helped Bakugo snuggle back under the covers. Izuku strokes his hair, and Bakugo eventually pulled Izuku close to his chest, nuzzling his face into Izuku's soft hair.
Izuku hummed in approval when Bakugo's rough hands rested on his swollen abdomen. He placed his hands over Bakugo's, and Katsuki kissed him on the head.
"I love you, you shitty nerd," he mumbled, half asleep.
Izuku giggled.
"I love you too, Kacchan."