OC Quirk: Elemental bending of Water. Downside is that they bleed from pores, ears and nose when overworked causing nausea, and dizziness.

Word count: 1736 - Second half is where the cute stuff happens but CONTEXT ;)

Also I'm thinking of continuing this story and making the second part a lemon. Let me know your thoughts!

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"OI [YN]! What the heck??" Bakugou screams from across the room.

You two were sparring in the school gym after hours. Bakugou felt you were one of the only people who was able to face him but you've never once beaten him during a session. Sometimes you tend to overwork yourself without realising. Despite this, you would NEVER give up during a fight.

Your eyes fuzzy, as you fell to the ground. Bakugou had just used a high impact shot which you weren't expecting. The impact of the shot caused you to lose balance and fall to the ground. This fight had been nearing on 25 minutes and you could feel yourself feeling nauseous.

"H-huh?" You mumble as you look up to see a blurry Bakugou running over to you.

"How many times do I have to tell you! Don't let yourself get like this!!!! DAMN IT!!" He vented in frustration as he leans down to help you up. Blood trailing down the side of your neck falling from your ears and dripping from your nose.

"I guess you win, hm?" You whisper and let out a small smile as your eyes flutter, you're in a daze.

"Ugh, let me take you home" Bakugou scowls. He makes it seem like a chore, but he did offer?

Bakugou and yourself actually dated for a short time. The two of you decided to break up so that you could focus on your studies but you never truly got over him. It was really hard for you, however you never intended on being in the hero course so you thought you would get over it. It was a shock to both of you when you were both assigned to class 1A and Bakugou kept his distance. Somehow you ended up speaking to him again after being paired for an assignment together and decided to start training again after school. This has brought your feelings back to the surface but you would never admit it.

- Walking Home -

Fuzzy eyed and weary however you were still able to walk. Barely walk, that is.

You had an arm wrapped around Bakugou as he assisted you walking home.

"You still living in the same place dummy? Or you do wanna come to mine?" He grunted.

"U-uh, y-yeah I am" You are short breathed but managed to speak.

Bakugou proceeds to pick you up and lead you to your home which is only a few streets away from his own.

- Arrived Home -

As you arrived back at your house Bakugou reaches into your pocket for you keys and opens the door. He leads you upstairs and into your bedroom. He lingered through the halls with you in his arms with memories flooding back to him. Suddenly his knees feel weak and butterflies roam his stomach as his eyes mark your family photos on the wall. The same photos he would look at when he arrived at your home back when you were dating. What is this feeling? He thinks to himself.

At this point you had passed out in his arms, you needed some time to recover from your fatigue.

Bakugou takes a deep breath before opening the door to your bedroom. Shivers run down his spine as he walks you into the bedroom, it is exactly the same as he remembered. Wide eyed, he gently places you down onto the bed. He looks down at you before taking his own as well as your back pack off his shoulders and places them next to the bed.

Bakugou turns and looks back at you looking as peaceful as ever in your bed. Dried blood stuck to the sides of your face and lip. He can't stop thinking about how uncomfortable you must be in your uniform toppled with pain from straining yourself during training.

The bathroom is right across from your bedroom. Bakugou decides to run you a bath for when you wake up. There was a part of him that wondered why he was doing all of this. Why would he do this for you? You aren't even together anymore! He wouldn't do this for anyone let alone an ex. As difficult as it is for Bakugou to admit, he still had feelings for you. They've resurfaced while sparring with you, holding you, and now back in your bedroom.

"Huh? Ugh what the heck is this? What one does [YN] like?!!! UGH!!! DAMN IT!" Bakugou irked as he scours through the bottles of shower gel, bubble bath and bath salts neatly arranged on your bathroom shelf. He creates a concoction of lavender bath salts, and a little too much bubble bath mixture. Of course Bakugou is no expert in creating the perfect bubble bath, but he will always put his all into it. As the mixture blended with the hot water, mounds and mounds of bubbles began to appear.

"That looks about right, hmp" Bakugou turns the water pressure down to let the bath tub fill up as he walks back into your bedroom to check on you.

Taking a seat next to you on your bed his eyes trail your body, your soft hair and plump lips. Lips he wishes he could kiss once again. Snap out of it dude! He thinks to himself.

He began to run his slightly calloused fingers through your hair as you lay asleep in your bed. A deep rose blush covers his cheeks as his fingers run from your hair and gently tickle your face. Memories of you two rush back to him in this moment, from when you were childhood friends growing up together. He realised you were the only person who has ever stuck by him through his hot headed outbursts. He realised how much he really loved you.

"K-K-Kacchan, how did we get here?" You reply groggily as you wake slowly. Realising that Bakugou was stroking your hair. Your eyes flutter slowly as you smile up at him.

He couldn't help but let out a small smile before responding

"I'm glad you're awake, I ran you a bath" He said monotonously.

"O-oh, thank you" You smile as Bakugou leads you into the bathroom and the both of you jump in surprise.

There are bubbles, EVERYWHERE!

"Damn it!!! It was nearly perfect" He muttered in disappointment.

You lean down to turn the water off and wipe away some of the bubbles.

"It is perfect, don't worry" You giggle.

Bakugou leads his eyes down to the floor to hide his pink cheeks.

"Well.. are you gonna get in?" He grunts.

"W-what? Not with you in here?!" You reply in shock.

"Oh come on! Nothing I haven't seen before! Plus you probably shouldn't be alone, you're sick!!!" He yelled.

"Kacchan... I'll be okay. Thank you" You whisper as you walk up to him and give him a small hug.

As you let go Bakugou groans and walks towards the door.

"Just get in the bath [YN] -"

"I'll sit right outside. Just let me know if you need anything. Can't have you passing out in there!" The door makes a bang as it closed behind him. You let out a smile as you hear Bakugou plop to the ground right outside the door.

You undress and sit in the bath for a few minutes, cleaning the dried blood from your face. You sink down into the tub to soak your hair and feel the warmth on your face, thoughts flooding your mind.

He really is a sweetheart, even if he doesn't act like it much

Maybe he is just doing this because he feels bad that I pushed myself?

Why was he stroking my hair when I woke up?

These were just a few of the things across your mind before you were interrupted by loud banging on the door.

"YOU DONE IN THERE? ITS BEEN 15 MINUTES!!" Crackles of small explosions leave his palms as he bangs on the door.

"Huh?" You shoot up into a sitting position, he had been sitting there the whole time.

"Oh y-yes! Sorry! I'm done! Would you mind grabbing me my dressing gown please?" You ask politely.

You hear nothing aside from his footsteps becoming more and more quiet as they walk away from the bathroom and into your bedroom. In the meantime you let the water out and wrap yourself in a towel.

"You gonna open the damn door or what? Ive got your stupid dressing gown!!" His brows furrowed together.

You open the door, your eyes are slightly hazy as you're still recovering. Wrapped in nothing but your towel you grab the dressing gown and wrap it around you. Pulling the towel out from underneath you.

"Thank you Kacchan" You both sighed harmoniously.

Bakugou walked you back into your bedroom helped you get back into bed. He then took off his blazer and hung it over the desk chair by the window. He then climbed into bed next to you and wrapped his arms around you. You didn't question his actions, you were happy that he was there and all the help he had provided for you.

You turn and wrap your arms around him, resting your head upon his chest. You've missed his embrace. You feel so peaceful resting in his arms.

"Th-thank you for everything Kacchan. I feel so much better" You whisper.

"You shouldn't push yourself so hard, stupid! I can't be doing this every time we train!" He muttered.

Silence came over you for both for a moment,
"But... I like this" You mumbled as you immediately feel nauseous realising what you had just admitted.

Bakugous eyes widened and breaths deepened. Saying nothing he runs his fingers through your hair and down to cup your cheek, gently tugging your head up so that your eyes meet. For a few seconds you both lay in silence consuming the beauty in each others eyes. He leans in as your lips brush against each other lightly. His hand feels warm against your damp cheek, his grip tightens slightly as he crashes his lips against yours with a little more force. The taste of his plump lips are irresistible and rich. Your lips forgiving and open slightly as your tongues touch gently. You let out slight hums of pleasure.

Is this really happening?

Butterflies fill your stomach as your lips pull away from each other slowly.

A wash of pink crossed both of your cheeks as you bury your head back down into his chest, smiling.

Bakugou rests his head atop of yours and smirks before responding:

"Guess we should train more often then, huh?"