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NEXT SATURDAY.
// 1:30 PM

━━FOR THE PAST DAYS HAVE YOU TRAINED AND worked so hard, preparing for the Sportd Festival.

You borrowed Midoriya's notes to which he willingly gave, worked out day, night and noon to boost your raw power and pushed yourself to meet your limits and beyond that with your quirk.

You also sharpened your senses, speed and agility.

Not to mention you learned a few moves and tricks.

It was an extremely difficult and rough training, but you knew it'd be worth it.

Today, you were going to meet up with Bakugou to train.

You knew you would never be in par with him since he was entirely on a whole new level.

But you also knew that he'd help and improve you.

So here you are opening the door to see Bakugou since he offered to walk you from your house.

"Good afternoon Bakugou~" You chirped.

"Aftertoon twerp." He grumbled.

You wore a tank top underneath your jacket and leggings with sport shoes.

Your hair was also tied in a ponytail and you had a sling bag on.

While Bakugou wore a cap, baggy pants and a hoodie with his top underneath pairing it with his nike shoes and backpack.

You smiled at his response, before letting your Grandparents know that you'll have to go now.

. . .

The both of you decided to train away from people to avoid any casualties.

So you two chose the spot a bit near the playground.

Then you both removed your jackets before stretching to prep yourselves for a combat.

Of course, Bakugou had the upper hand, being strong so you lost to mostly every fight.

It was unlikely of Bakugou to be combating with another person.

But he wanted to annoy (see) you again so he simply made it as an excuse.

Of course, the combats contained mainly of Bakugou yelling at you.

Though he did gave you advices and tips.

The boy made sure not to go all out as well since he didn't want you to be too tired.

Power and strength weren't a problem to Bakugou.

But there was one thing..

During the combats would he almost lose focus because you were stealing his attention from the fight unintentionally.

More specifically because his eyes couldn't help but land on your chest, neck and shoulders.

Bakugou is a guy after all.

And as a teen with raging hormones would he always try to stop the other fight he has in his thoughts as well.

Not to mention that you were the only girl that had made him feel like this.

That's why when his thoughts were too much for him to handle, you would win the fight because Bakugou lost focus.

Anyways, it currently is 4 in the afternoon.

And you both decided to take a break at the playground by the swings with the soda cans that Bakugou bought.

You both already changed into your extra shirts by the public bathroom so you both weren't too sweaty and gross thanfully.

It was Saturday so there were a lot of children playing around.

You swinged lightly, smiling faintly to yourself staring at the children.

"Were you playful when you were a child Bakugou?" You muttered.

"Why do you care?" He rolled his eyes, sipping from his soda can.

"Don't know.. You never told me anything about your past. Excluding Midoriya and your background of course."

"Yeah well just so you know I was fucking cool and awesome when I was a kid."

You giggled. "Knew you'd say that."

"Screw off-- How 'bout you?" His eyes laid on the children carelessly playing.

And he was met by silence.

A tick mark formed on his temple before turning to his side with furrowed eyebrows

But when he saw your half-asleep form he immediately softened.

You still even have your soft drink unopened in your tiny hands.

"Oi.. why didn't you told me you were fucking tired dumbass.." Bakugou grumbled.

You opened your eyes slowly before tiredly looking him with an obvious confused expression.

He sighed, thinking how dumb (cute) you looked before standing up, throwing his can at a bin nearby.

"C'mon let's go." He says, grabbing your sling bag.

"Where are we going..?" You blinked your eyes.

"Your house stupid."

You only nodded, still half-asleep, before trying to stand up but ultimately failed landing your butt on the seat.

Bakugou cruses under his breath before adjusting the bags.

Since his backpack only had a towel, his used shirt, snacks and an enpty water jug inside, there was a lot of space.

So he put your sling bag inside, not forgetting to include your can, and had fortunately fit before wearing it and putting it on his front.

(A/N: Yes I put my lunch bag in my backpack, we have any problem here?)

Then he crouched down, his back facing you.

"Hm??" You stared, cluelessly.

Bakugou sighed once again, cursing. "Jump on my fucking back doll face."

You pursed your lips before standing up and then fell on his back.

"Why am I fucking doing this for her." He grunted before lifting you up, putting his hands under your thighs then stood up.

He walked away  in his usual grumpy expression but with a tad bit of blush on.

It was probably because he had a girl, that he learned to adore, on his back.

Sure it was probably a nuiscance having to unnecessarily lift heavy weights but it was worth it.

Why?

Because you had your cheek pressed on his shoulder giving him a bit of a view of your side.

Not to mention how you cutely muttered random things while asleep.

It only made the boy want to kill (kiss) you more.

That was until you both gathered a few attention from the public.

Passerbys would smile in awe or stare in adoration or shock.

"Whoa he has a pretty girl on his back!" A young boy who's probably 6 exclaimed.

"No no! She's a princess!!" The girl beside him remarked.

"They look cute together don't they?" The young girl added.

"Bet I can do that to you when we're older!!" The 6-year-old boy pumped his fists only making the girl giggle.

That made the blonde boy stop in his tracks, before scoffing then continue to walk.

. . .

Arriving at your gate, you were still asleep in his arms.

Bakugou then yells out. "Oi! Anyone home?!"

A few seconds later, a woman in her early 60's came.

She was about to ask who it was before wearing a shocked expression when she saw her grand-daughter in the back of a man.

The senior woman hurriedly opened the gate, telling Bakugou to come in.

"Good afternoon ma'am.." Bakugou casually greets out of character.

"I am so sorry to bother you with this girl young man!" Your Grandmother opened the door for him.

"You can put her in the sofa so you don't need to go to her bedroom.." The old woman, worriedly says.

"It's fine. Where is it?"

"Ah.. upstairs."

Bakugou nodded before heading upstairs only to see two doors.

Though the first door had your name initials on it it so he assumed it was yours.

And damn was he lucky to find it already opened.

So he lightly kicked the door open, before seeing an organized room with a F/C color theme.

And as much as gently possible did the boy let you land on your bed.

Then he took off your sling bag and placed it beside your bed.

'Fucking bitch making me do all this shit.'

He thought angrily before tucking you in under the covers and adjusted your head on the pillow.

Bakugou then stretched out before placing his backpack to it's usual spot.

His eyes examined your room.

It was organized for sure.

A bedside table with a lamp and a few drawrers.

A study table with mini-drawers, pen holders, papers, notebooks, a laptop and a calendar on top.

A small bulletin board for school reminders on sticky notes and pinned papers.

Fairy lights adoring each corner from above.

An electric piano as well.

A book shelf nailed on top of your bed.

A window seat with a comfy matress and soft pillows along with it.

A carpeted floor.

Posters of your favorite anime (character)/movie/cartoon/book/band/celebrity.

A spot on the corner of the wall having polaroid and ordinary photos shaped in a heart.

There were pictures of you, your family, friends, memorable places, events and favorite food or things.

But what caught the blondie's attention was a baby picture of you.

And it reached beyond his expectations.

His breath hitched, almost choking on his own saliva.

He stared dumbfounded for who knows how long before shaking his head.

Bakugou quickly but hesitantly brought out his phone to snap a few pictures of you.

All of them were your toddler and baby pictures which were quite a few so he was able to finish quickly.

After that, Bakugou borrowed a pen and wrote something on your sticky note before pulling it out to stick it on your lamp.

'You snore a lot dumbass'

He smirks, chuckling, before leaving your door and headed downstairs.

Then was greeted with your Grandparents.

"We apologize for letting you carry our troublesome girl.." Your Grandfather scratched his neck.

His wide nodded. "You must be extremely tired of carrying her, I'm sure. Do you want a drink? Maybe something to fill in your stomach?"

Bakugou shook his head. "No. I don't need to miss. My old hag- I mean.. my mom must be looking for me already.."

"Ah yes! Thank you again for helping us young man." The old woman smiled wholesomely.

"So are you our little girl's boyfriend?" The old man cheekily grinned.

Bakugou widened his eyes, obviously caught off guard.

But he only coughed before clearing his throat.

"No sir. I'm one of her bestfriends."

Your Grandfather only lets out a wheezy laugh before your Grandmother scolded him for asking such question.

Either way, Bakugou then left after bidding a polite goodbye to the old couple.

And when he turned to look back for the last time, he saw both of your Grandparents holding hands.

Then Bakugou couldn't help but remember those moments he had with you when you both held hands.

He always wondered what it was like to hold hands whenever his younger self would see his parents hold theirs.

But.. now he knew.

And Bakugou remembered the feeling damn well.

It was as if finding a safe place to hide before realizing you are at home.

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