The blonde was just a tad bit explosive...scratch that he was a whole ticking time bomb. His anger was that of a typical young Alpha male. Ojiro decided to sit in the common room for the sake of not being in his room- sometimes his thoughts were too much to handle- and per usual Bakugo was exploding at his friends for getting in his way as he cooks. In the beginning Ojiro didn't like him. He was rude, brash, cocky and just downright not pleasing to be around. However, over the last months as the class grew closer together, especially after the attacks. Ojiro realized that he was just insecure because he grew up always being told he's the best and believing everyone looked down on him. Now, that he has others in competition with him and who are on equal ground with him he's mellowed out a bit. He's learned to trust, be a bit more understanding despite not losing his prominent personality traits.

"TAILS GET IN HERE!" Ojiro almost passed out. He hates when the boy yells but, especially when it's him who is being yelled at. He doesn't do anything! He literally stays out of everyone's way! Not that it's not hard to not be noticed.

"Coming." Taking a deep breath the martial artist entered the kitchen not sure what Bakugo wanted. Normally the boy never allowed anyone in the kitchen except for Sato and Aizawa if he so happens to be here in the dorm. "Yes Bakugo?" He was by the fridge stifling a jump when Bakugo swiveled around to hand him a bento. He looked between the bento and Bakugo before settling on a surprised look.

"Don't look surprised you ass, there's shit in there that you like. Now go eat. EAT ALL OF IT!" Ojiro ducked in time to miss the the threatening spoon pointed at him.

"Thank you Bakugo." He quickly moved and decided to head to his dorm missing the looks the Bakusquad threw at Bakugo and then him.

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If Ojiro was told the day he was given the bento that five months later he would have the fattest crush in existence on said ticking time bomb he would have laughed in their face. Oh, how naïve past Ojiro was. That day Bakugo gave him that bento box was just the tip of the iceberg. Slowly Bakugo started making him more protein based food and he noticed that he was bulking up even more in the arms, legs and shoulders. It was nice. It was hard for Omega's to build muscle so Ojiro appreciated whatever it was Katsuki was making him. He would be a lie if he said he didn't notice Kat's muscle gain too. It would make sense though because he needs his muscles, tendons, just his whole body to be able to withstand the blowback from his quirk. His reflexes were top tier too.

"I see lover boy gave you another bento~" Ojiro gasped not noticing Toru sneak up on him at all. Admittedly it's hard to notice someone who's invisible period.

"Quit it!" Ojiro looked around the lunchroom not wanting anyone to hear him. He was at the table with Shoji, Koda, Tokoyami and the menace he calls Toru. "He's just being nice. He knows what I like!" He was turning redder and redder by the moment. Katsuki and nice do not go together in the same sentence but, he would make an exception when it comes to him. God, he was no good.

"Since when does Bakugo care about anything but himself?" Ojiro felt offended for him. Of course he care about everyone else!

"He cooks for all of us, he always makes sure we get the needed nutrients, he does tutoring and he trains with us! Someone who doesn't care about anyone-" Ojiro stopped himself suddenly when he felt the silence. He turned to Toru having a feeling he was staring into her eyes.

"Don't stop now, keep going." He turned sharply to Tokoyami, tail wagging bashfully at how smug he was. It didn't help when Dark Shadow came out cackling like the crazy bird it was.

"You did that on purpose." He felt so betrayed at the onslaught of giggles. Even damn Koda was chuckling quietly! "I hate all of you."

"You love us." He grumbled wrapping his tail around himself. So what if he likes Katsuki and will stand up for him whenever he gets a chance. It's not like he got a chance with the guy. He's too plain, his clothes are plain, the way he looks is plain, his style, hell even his quirk is plain. His whole life he was called plain. Kind of hard to think any different. He also saw the way Kirishima clinged onto him like white on rice. He would blow up on him using his quirk but, whenever he would come back to cling on him he was never pushed off of him.

"I can hear the cogwheels moving!" He chose to ignore Toru at the moment. He just wanted to eat his lunch and get the rest of this day over with. It was his own mind's fault though for being insecure.

"maybe if people were nicer to you growing up you wouldn't be this way" He did not comment on that train of thought but, he did have to agree that maybe his self-esteem wouldn't be so low.

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Ojiro was 5 seconds from passing out judging by the black spots in his vision. He was swaying on his feet and absolutely covered in bruises. Why oh why did he agree to this? It was Saturday afternoon and here he was. In the gym. Training with Katsuki of all people. Well the bruises was his fault yesterday. He got permission from Aizawa to go outside after classes. He needed hygiene stuff and supplies for his nest and, maybe he wanted to try to change his wardrobe for Kat to notice- no one needed to know that but him though- and of course villains were robbing a store. He was going to mind his business but, that all went to shit when one of them had a lasso quirk and used him as a pendulum. Pissed that he got swung like a ragdoll he used said lasso to toss the guy around as well as slamming him into his friends. It worked and the cops came as he slipped away from the scene. He was not trying to get a lecture from anyone let alone Recovery girl. She acted like the whole class purposely went out to look for trouble.

"Pay attention Ojiro" He had just enough energy to side step from the howitzer blast thing but, he moved too much because the world spun and then it went black. He was awake though, the ringing in his ears turned to a voice and he felt arms around him.

"Kaaattt..." He couldn't formulate words lolling his head back onto the chest. He felt like he was being carried plus skin on skin contact. What happened to his uniform?

"You're crazy! Why the FUCK would you train looking like THAT! Who gave you those bruises? I'll kill them. Blast them all to fucking hell." Ojiro was confused as to why Katsuki sounded so passionate and how it was possible to be held both firmly but gentle at the same time. Ojiro kept going in and out of consciousness until he finally stopped fighting and closed his eyes for a nap.

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When Ojiro woke up he felt something soft beneath his head and body. He slowly opened his eyes not seeing a light overhead but there was lights on next to him. That was a small mercy considering his head hurt a bit. He flexed his fingers a big trying to get feeling. His chest and stomach was wrapped up along with his upper arms. His tail had some bandages and so did his left leg but, overall he was good. He felt a weight on his right leg though so, he looked surprised to see Bakugo, of all people, leaning on his leg his hand resting on the tuft of his tail. His heart pitter pattered taking a chance to look at his crush unabashedly. Besides the absolute death grip on the sheets and his leg, Bakugo looked peaceful. No frown lines, no frown or scowl. He looked at peace.

"Glad to see you're awake." His head shot up to see Recovery Girl had walked in. He felt movement and looked down to see Bakugo was sitting up. He pretended not to miss the warmth. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay-" He fell into a fit of coughs, he felt a glass of water being pressed to his lips so he opened his mouth drinking greedily. His mouth was wiped for him and he looked at recovery girl determinedly not looking at Katsuki even though he was looking at him. "I'm okay just really sore."

"Suits you right! With those bruises what did you think you was doing?" He shrunk under her gaze.

"It wasn't my fault. I was minding my business when villains attacked. I just wanted my stuff." He wanted to pout but, not in front of her dammit. He didn't look at neither one of them until she sighed

"Just be careful. Take these for the pain and I don't want to see you in here too soon." She walked away mumbling about damn kids. That left him in the presence of Bakugo who had an unreadable expression on his face. He didn't know what to do or say. He was in pain but didn't want to admit it in front of Bakugo.

"Why didn't you say anything." He turned to look at Bakugo in surprise. He was bothered by him not saying anything? That didn't make too much sense to him.

"I'm sorry?"

"why the hell did you pretend you were fine when you weren't! I was kicking your ass too easily, I knew something was wrong. How the fuck did they do that? Did the assholes get away? They didn't-" Katsuki stopped himself and took a deep breath. Ojiro was at a loss of words. The boy in front of him was speaking very roughly but, there was no mistaken the look in his eyes though. He cared, he was worried for his well being.

"Well, uh, the guy had some sort of barbed wire quirk and sort of made a lasso? and swung me around hitting every single hard surface. In sight." He will admit he was pissed. The audacity to be used as a rag doll. Downright disrespectful. He felt that though after he got trashed. Embarrassing if you think about it. He's a hero student he should have been better prepared "They didn't get a chance to do anything else but, that."

"Fucking villains always cheating thinking they'll have the upper hand. Heroes still end up on top though." Mashi was being thrown for a loop, this was a side of Bakugo that he was not used to seeing, he knew it existed by the way he cared for the bakusquad but, for the same kind of brash care to be aimed towards him? It was rare.

"You don't have to worry-" That was the wrong thing to say

"THE HELL I DO!" Mashi found himself staring into worried red eyes. Bakugo has really pretty eyes "Who else is going to care for you?! You can't even care for your damn self! I'll be damned that you get weak, we need a rematch! I'm going to force feed you food and medicine whether you like it or not!" Mashi had absolutely no words as the fuming boy refused to move out of his space. Not that he wanted him to anyway.

"...Thank you Kats." He gave the boy a smile happy to see his ears turn red with a blush as he tch and sat back down.

"Thank me when I make you better."

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I can definitely make another part where their relationship develops further.