《Icyhot Shortie |K. Bakugou|》Chapter 44
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And so I did it. I did the program Endeavor prepared for me with almost no breaks in between exercises, at lunch and in between lessons. I even managed to get a couple of hours of sleep since I finished a little faster than expected, but I guess after three days of following that kind of routine, it started to affect me a bit
"You look horrible" Shoto frowned as he walked into my room
"Why thank you. Im studying now tho, so go away and please dont feel free to come again"
"Y/n you have bags under your eyes, it looks like you havent eaten in a week and almost feel asleep in class twice"
"I got a new program and im on a diet, but I will get used to it. Can you go now?" I sighed, closing my book and glared at him. Turns out, when you train or study with four hours of sleep, your patience is a lot snmaller than usual
"You are ruining yourself and overdoing it again, cant you see? You are pushing everyone away and you are hurting them too, they care about you--"
"Well thats a pity, I couldnt care less about those idiots" I shrugged
"Especially Bakugou. Not only is he dealing with you literally dumping him with the excellent excuse of 'I dont like you anymore' with no context, but he has to see you slowly destroy yourself without being able to do anything!"
"Interesting. You done yet?"
"No im not! Get your head out of the clouds. I expected it, I knew you would be overwelmed with Touya's death, school, Endeavor, then Bakugou... it was all too much for you but this is way worse than I expected"
"Cool"
"I- You know what?! Do whatever the fuck you want, im done with you ruining my mood and everyone else's" he sighed and left the room. Well at least he didnt punch any walls
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Two days later...
"Go train on your own, and you better start preparing for your lisence exams if you wanna pass" Mr Aizawa grumbled. Well, this was my chance to get a normal, eight hour long good sleep, I will be using it.
Bakugou's POV
Look at all those idiots, chatting with every chance they get. This is boring, shitty hair doesnt stand a chance against me so I have no one to really right with. No one that is up to it anyways, because there is no way in hell im gonna ask y/n to spar with me.
Its not like she can anyways, she looks even worse than I do. And I look pretty damn bad, despite not giving a damn. But still, the training she does is even harder than the one we did back then, somehow... Whatever, its not like I care but its a fuckinhg pain that nobody will fight me
"Bakubro, you are staring again"
"Shut up shitty hair, like hell I am! I was just looking at the fucking sky, so--"
"Y/n?"
"What about her?!" I barked, turning my head to look as she stumbled and fell off of a huge piece of ice she was standing on top off "That fucking idiot" I growled and used my explosions to catch her before she could touch the ground
"Fucking watch it you damn--" I started but choked on my spit and started coughing when I felt her snuggle closer to me and wrap her hands around my neck
"Get her to the infirmary Bakugou, I will have a talk with her later. The rest od you, back to work. Quit slacking if you dont want to do my routine" Mr Aizawa grumbled
"Mr Aizawa, I think I should be the one to take her th--" Icy hot started, but a glare from the caterpillar shut him up quickly "Nevermind"
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"What are you waiting for Bakugou?"
"Hey no, dont leave me with her damnit!" I yelled, but he ignored me, muttering something I couldnt catch. "Damn idiot, she pulls this shit and now I have to take care of her"
Meanwhile
"Mr Aizawa, betting on your students is highly unethicall--"
"They will be back together before the licence exams, im just helping out a little. There is no way I will let Mic think hes a relationship expert, or give him a penny"
"But still, you cant--"
"Fifty push-ups, now go before I make Yaoyorozy Class Rep"
"R-Right away sir!"
I woke up on a hospital bed to see Bakugou standing on a chair in front of me, with his arms crossed and a death glare on. How the fuck did it come to this, with him out of alol people?
"Need something?" I glared back. His furrowed eyebrows twitched a bit, before his frown got even bigger
"What the fuck have you been doing?"
"None of your bussiness. Are you going to stay there forever?"
"Well if you hadnt almost fucking died, I wouldnt be here" he scoffed as he got up and grabbed his back
"I thought you didnt care"
"Because I fucking dont"
"Then why are we having this conversation?" I raised my tone, regretting it immediately as I sdtarted coughing
"Hey fucking watch it idiot" he yelled and pulled me back on the bed, bringing water up to my mouth and made me drink it
"Fuck off"
"I would if you werent fucking dying here!"
"Im not dying drama queen, I could have drank that water myself, I dont need a babysitter. Especially one as bad as you"
"Hey you fucking broke up with me, I should be the one hating you, not the other way around"
"I told you already, I dont hate you--" I started, but he cut me off
"Sure doesnt seem like it"
"Let me finish. I dont hate you, because I dont care about you. I would have just turned my back on you if you were the one falling. You might not hate me but sure do care, see our difference genius?"
"Yeah" he scoffed and walked out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him
"Fucking hell..." I sighed and curled up on the bed, fighting to not let any tears out as I tried to get to sleep
Bakugou's POV
I slammed the door and rubbed my eyes, trying to stop myself from crying. Again. Which was just stupid, since I only ended up thinking about her words even more until I was bawling my eyes out.
"K-Kacchan?!"
"Fucking shut up Deku, you never saw this"
"I-Its okay tp cry, I do that a lot--"
"Im nothing like you shitty nerd, you fucking got it?!" I yelled and grabbed him by his collar
"Clearly, I still have a Todoroki"
"What did you just fucking say to me?!"
"N-Nothing! Im sorry, I-I didnt mean that, i-it just slipped!" he flinched, trying to cover his face
"I dont need one, idiot. Thats why I dont have one, she meant nothing to me. I dont need her to be who I am"
"Kacchan you really shouldnt keep it in, I-I know you care about her and its okay to be sad. Im sure you two will be fine, you just need a little time to talk it out--"
"You really dont get it huh? Think everyone is as weak as a crybaby like you?" I scoffed and let him down, glaring at him as he fell on the floor before going away
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