Requested by narako_matsuko who got 2nd Place in my most recent writing contest.

Reference Found!
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure Reference!

BAM!

THUD!

Everything that could go wrong just went wrong in just a matter of seconds. That moment when you and your surroundings slow down suddenly, as if everything moved frame by frame like a movie. Everything comes into perspective in these moments, everything... From the smallest detail to the most silent of noises. Those little details become emphasised more than they should. Like right now, your biggest failure yet was slowly etching itself into your mind like a nightmare. As if everything was muted, all you could hear was your spine crackle and pop as it clashed with the ground. Nothing broke, but it sure sounded as if something had. Life resumed its normal speed as you stared at the ceiling in defeat for the ninth time today. Now, your biggest fear was the idea of being thrown over your classmate's shoulder again. This 'self defense' lesson wasn't teaching you an ounce of knowledge judging by your mountain of defeats. All you could mutter was, "Why can't I do it?" As your partner with flat navy hair stared down at you with concern.

Your own words had snapped your will to hold back tears. Everything began flooding out like a river. This heart wrenching display had made Iida begin to feel guilty for giving his all on a weaker classmate and a rather sensitive one at that. "(Y/n)...Are you okay? Do you want to see the nurse?" The class rep asked as all he could do was watch as you lied there and cried. He wasn't sure how to help. Were you crying because of pain, defeat, embarrassment perhaps?

"I'm so, so," you hiccupped suddenly. The sudden gasp of air caused your chest to spasm. The pain was so horrible your mind registered that your ribcage had shattered when in reality nothing was wrong. "I'm so weak! Why can't I do anything!?" You continued to cry, now clutching to your pained chest.

Aizawa began putting together self defense lessons for your exact reason. You're too reliant on your quirk and therefore left completely defenseless in all instances when quirks can't be used. He figured that continuing on with the lesson would be a waste of time considering your mental state and the physical shape of the class being left with no choice but to end the class on a low note.

Your dear boyfriend confronted you as you tried to pick yourself up from the ground. He wasn't going to stand for your behavior as demonstrated by the way he took you by the arm and quite literally threw you to your feet. The boy had captured your shoulder within his tight grasp "What was that bullshit display!?" Bakugou snapped at you with his crimson eyes blazing like hellfire. Your (e/c) orbs shrunken in fear. "You're here to be a hero right? Not a fucking crybaby! Pull yourself together-" And like the slippery snake you were, you were gone within the blink of an eye. You never were one who could take verbal backlash very well yet you have a ticking time bomb as a boyfriend. That's definitely not a match made in heaven as it always slips Bakugou's mind over how sensitive you could get at times and now he has to smooth everything over.

Kirishima glared at Bakugou alongside Sero and Kaminari. "You made her cry again didn't you?" The crimson haired male began crossing his arms in disapproval.

"Technically she was already sobbing like Deku," Bakugou grumbled through bared teeth.

"I'm waiting for the day she dumps you," Kaminari practically sang. You deserve such a better man to call your boyfriend and Kaminari plans to be that man. He's just waiting for the right moment to strike.

"Oi, fuck off all of ya," Bakugou wretched. "I'll apologize later. For now, leave her the fuck alone! If I catch either of ya saying she should dump me or that she deserves better one more time I'll blast all your asses to New Year and back!" And so, Bakugou left with a tremering stomp behind each step.

Bakugou's threats were well heard, "And this is why I don't want a girlfriend..." Sero sighed.

"You were out of line Kaminari..." Kirishima pointed out. The crimson haired boy thinks that Bakugou and yourself are a match made in heaven despite everyone stating the opposite. The two of you are adorable together. Ever since the two of you got together, Bakugou has mellowed out to a great degree. As of now, most of Bakugou's threats are all bark and no bite thanks to such. Bakugou does tend to spook you every now and again and it always ends with the same results: You lock yourself in your room and cry. For an aspiring hero such as yourself, you're such a sensitive soul. That's precisely what a monster like Bakugou needs, a sweet girl to melt his angry heart.

Bakugou, as he usually does, left you alone for a few hours. He came to your dorm just before bedtime to see if you're doing better than you were earlier. Most times you aren't or cried yourself to sleep and forget everything by morning. Sometimes, forgetting everything when you sleep can truly be a blessing. Especially for Bakugou, you're as good as new by the time morning rolls around. Today however, since you were crying well before he stepped in, that means something really shook you up and he wasn't going to stand for it. Your boyfriend pressed an ear to your door and heard nothing from within besides the low rumble of a standing wire fan. Well, you aren't crying that's for sure. The boy knocked on your door a few times, no response. "Tell me now if you're awake or else I'm coming in!" Bakugou prepared himself to kick down the door but instead the door slowly swung open with you to shyly squeeze your tired face in between the door and it's painted frame.

You stood before your boyfriend with tired burning eyes, "aren't you normally in bed by now Bakugou?" You yawned with a nice big stretch. Maybe too big of a stretch though. You began to bend your back too far backwards as all you could see was white and your head went blank and nearly fell forwards.

Bakugou caught you with great concern as he helped you back to your feet. "Are you okay?" Your boyfriend began putting you back together, even playfully slapping one of your cheeks to wake you up.

Although half awake, you caught Bakugou's hand pressing it to your cheeks. "Too little oxygen in the brain~" You sang in such a spaced out sort of way. These were one of many things Bakugou could never understand about you. Who laughs when they nearly pass out? That's not even remotely funny. Are you trying to die or something?

Your behavior was disturbing the blonde male. "Quit hanging around the doofuses..."

"Huh?" You hummed.

"Anyways!" Bakugou changed the subject as to avoid another mental breakdown on your end. "Sorry about earlier! You had a bad day and I didn't need to shove that in your face." The male felt responsible for your crying fit despite the fact he wasn't. He made it ten times worse than it needed to be that's for sure.

"What are you apologizing for?" Nothing made sense. "I'm a pussy. I can't throw Iida over my shoulder even when he stood there and let me." The boy literally stood there and held out his arm. Iida was practically giving himself up to you and you couldn't muster up enough strength to toss him. Iida gone the extra mile for you as well! He'd jump and distribute his weight whenever you pulled on him to execute the flip and even then you still couldn't fulfil a simple self defense maneuver. It's as if you have the strength of a five year old...

"Hey! You aren't a pussy!" Bakugou snapped but you only gave him the 'are you serious?' Look. Everyone is aware that you're physically and mentally challenged more times than none. "Fine... Yes you are a pussy sometimes but you don't need to call yourself that."

Awe, Bakugou's being sweet. "And your point is?"

Bakugou quickly bunched up one of his sleeves and flashed off his impressive biceps. "I'll help you throw his ass to the ground starting tomorrow. Quit beating up on yourself."

"Thanks Bakugou," you wore a tired grin as you wrapped your arms around Bakugou as he did you. His hugs are always the best. Just one and you're set for the entire day. Although sneaking in a few more never hurt anyone. There's something about the warmth of his body and Bakugou's quirk to top it off. The natural caramel scent his body gave way could always soothe your rampid nerves.

After a moment, you peeled your head from Bakugou chest and peered up into his calm crimson gaze. Bakugou knew exactly what you wanted as he began to press his forehead to yours. You snuck in that quick eskimo kiss you've come to love almost as much as kissing for real. Content, you opened your eyes and broke away slightly. Bakugou was gonna say something and like a clairvoyant his exact words had popped within your mind. "Your next line is 'I love you. Now can we go to sleep?'"

"I love you... Can we go to sleep?" Bakugou finds your ability to foretell his next line of dialogue to be infuriating at times. Right now however, he'll let it slide just this once.

"You're sleeping with me in my bed."

You didn't need to be a dictator to tell Bakugou to do that. "Not like I planned to go anywhere else..."

I will warn everyone now, I plan to go on hiatus super soon.