《COLLIDE. // Bakudeku》Asshole.
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He had no idea why his friend would drag him into this. She knew how much he self-destructed in social situations. Did she secretly want him to die? Because it sure as fuck felt that way.
"Where we headin'?" Uraraka casually asked her classmate. The three teens were currently heading to a small corner stall on campus and were now a reasonable distance away from the dorms.
Kirishima, who'd been trying to chat up a storm with Izuku (who only gave short answers in reply), smiled at the brunette.
"Here."
Just like Kirishima had described, there was a stool and a huge cooler set up just outside the hall of the opposing dorm complex.
"Hey, Kiri!" The guy seated at the stall said. His silver, wavy hair bounced slightly with the small movements he made.
"Hey, Tetsu," Kirishima grabbed his friend's hand (with a little too much enthusiasm, in Izuku's humble opinion) in a manly handshake of sorts.
The newly dubbed Tetsu headed back to the cooler, hauling out several large bottles of alcohol varying from beer to vodka, not that Midoriya knew the difference anyway.
Tetsu gently put the drinks in another cooler and handed it to Kirishima. The red-haired teen grinned. "Thanks for the discount, man."
"No prob, bro. Just let me know how crazy things got," Tetsu laughed. After exchanging goodbyes, the trio headed back to the dorms.
As soon as they entered Kirishima's room, Izuku almost cursed. Almost.
There, amongst five other teens, sat Katsuki.
"Took you long enough," the blond said before his eyes caught Izuku's.
"What the fuck is this extra doing here?"
Izuku bristled. He couldn't figure out why this guy found him so disgusting. Hell, he managed to completely ignore Uraraka in the same breath.
Kirishima ignored the hostile tone altogether, "You two know each other?"
Izuku looked away. He really, really wanted to leave.
"Don't be so damn rude all the time, dude! That's why everyone's scared shitless of you," a bright yellow-haired boy scolded. Bakugou scowled.
"Shut the fuck up, dunce face."
Izuku watched the interaction with extreme disinterest. He could only wonder what his reason was for being there.
"Oh, I know you!" A pink-haired girl exclaimed, pointing at Ochako like an excited little kid. "Uraraka, right?
"Yeah," Izuku's friend smiled shyly. "And you're Ashido. From my physics courses."
Kirishima stepped further into the room, grabbing hold of the duo's hands as he did.
"Stop being so rude, Bakubro," he said simply and sat down, joining the rest of them on the floor. Uraraka caught on and sat as well, dragging Izuku down with her.
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"Let me introduce them- this is Midoriya and Uraraka. They're pretty cool." Kirishima said.
Izuku was honestly envious of how charismatic and outgoing Ejiro was.
"I'm Kaminari, Denki Kaminari," The yellow-haired guy spoke up, poorly imitating a British accent as he did. Izuku noticed that there was a black bolt-like streak in his hair. He wondered if it was a birthmark.
"I'm Jiro," a raven-haired girl said calmly.
"Hanta Sero. I'm not big on formalities so call me whatever," another boy smiled.
"Me neither. I'm Mina Ashido!" The pink-haired girl said with enthusiasm, grinning brightly.
"Todoroki." The last teen said simply, making the stark contrast in personality clear. He had very strange hair; pure white on one side and a deep red on the other, split evenly into two. His eyes were also two different colors, one being grey and the other a bright blue. Izuku thought of him to be attractive and strange-looking, exotic almost. The burn mark that spread over one corner of his face made Midoriya curious.
His heterochromatic eyes were fixated on Izuku's, making the latter shift uncomfortably.
Without thinking, Izuku's eyes shifted to Katsuki, who sitting right in front of him.
The blond was as handsome as he'd been from the first time they had seen each other. His irises were still a rich red, like oozing blood as he narrowed his eyes to slits. His brows were neatly shaped, and his lips were plump and pale pink. He was sporting a black tank top and black sweats, and as he leaned back on his arms behind him and recrossed his legs, Izuku found himself looking at the way all his muscles rippled just a little with every movement.
Izuku really thought Katsuki was insanely good looking. It was too bad he was a jackass.
The greenette swept his eyes back up to Katsuki's and was met with a gaze that mirrored his.
Uraraka broke the spell. "So, are you guys playing any games?"
"Yeah, we were just waiting on Kiri. We decided on Never Have I Ever," Sero replied.
Izuku was a little lost but said nothing. Kaminari seemed to catch on, though.
"For everything true that someone mentions, you take a shot basically," the boy said. "You'll get it as we play."
"Okay, cool!" Uraraka said. Izuku eyed her warily. Why was she so pumped up over this?
Jiro started handing out cups before opening the bottle of vodka, pouring some in each.
The greenette leaned towards Kirishima, now a lot more comfortable with him. "I-I've never drunk. I don't know how I deal with alcohol, so it's best I don't play this," he whispered.
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Kirishima nodded with understanding. "I get you, dude. You can sit it out if you want."
"Fucking pussy," Katsuki muttered, purposely being loud enough for Izuku to hear.
Ochako glared at the blond, her eyes glinting with extreme levels irritation. She was scary when she was pissed. "Hey, what did you say?"
Midoriya gritted his teeth and forcefully grabbed his cup. "Don't bother, Chako. I've changed my mind."
"Okay, let's start. You go first, Sero," Kaminari said.
The boy in question played mindlessly with the inky strands of his hair that escaped a loose ponytail.
He hummed in thought. "Never have I ever had a crush on someone who was taken."
Everyone considered that to be an easy starter, and Kaminari, Mina, Kirishima and Bakugou took large sips.
Midoriya stared into his cup. He barely experienced anything, and for the first time, he was grateful. He didn't fancy the idea of getting drunk.
"Okay, I've got one," Mina said. "Never have I ever had sex in a public space."
Kaminari hesitated. "What counts as public?"
"Anywhere outside your house that involves some risk of being caught, I think," Mina replied.
Denki sighed and took another swig. Bakugou and Jiro did the same.
"This is getting boring. I want everyone to be involved," Katsuki spoke up, staring Izuku down.
Kirishima didn't catch the mocking tone and agreed. "Let's play Truth or Dare....but minus the dare. You either drink or answer the question."
Everyone seemed content with the idea. Izuku prayed no one would ask him anything outrageous.
"Mina, you start," Ejiro said.
"Okay. Uraraka," Mina began, "are you single?"
The brunette laughed a little. That was an easy starter question. "Yup."
Next was Denki. "Midoriya, right? What's your minor and major?"
Izuku originally tensed at his name but was relieved to hear that the question was bland and simple. It seemed like the energetic boy just wanted to get to know him.
"Literatures in English. I major in French," Izuku answered.
"Ooo! Say something in French to me!" Kaminari was bouncing in excitement like a kid about to get a present. Was this group so energetic all the time? Izuku found it hard to believe that such likable people were Katsuki's friends.
Jiro pulled Denki's ear. "Don't demand things from people like that, brat. Let's just move on."
"Anyhow, it's my turn, so I'll ask you, Kirishima," the girl smiled and brushed her bangs away a little. "What's your size?"
Kirishima pretended to be offended. "That's such a personal question. But if you wanna know, I'm twelve inches."
Jiro burst out laughing. "Oh man, you're totally lying. You should've just sat there and took your sip."
Almost everyone erupted in snickers, and Kirishima joined in on the laughing. Izuku felt more lost than Dora on an adventure.
"Oh wait, it's Bakubro's turn. Shoot," Kirishima chuckled.
Bakugou's eyes locked on Izuku's. He leaned forward and a few blond locks of hair fell into his vision. "Oi, I'm gonna ask you something, Asparagus."
Midoriya gulped in absolute anxiousness. "O-okay."
Katsuki placed a hand on his cheek. "You gay?"
Midoriya reddened a little. He definitely was gay, but he wasn't fully comfortable about telling strangers that. He was totally in the closet, and only Uraraka and Iida knew. He never even bothered telling his mum.
But this was different, right? Surely it was. Izuku was under the impression that college was a much more free, nonjudgmental environment. The peers that surrounded him eased him into a sense of comfort without him realizing it.
Even though Bakugou was a definite jackass, he'd still have the tact to not be rude about someone's sexuality, right?
"Yeah," Izuku muttered.
Before anyone could comment or react, Bakugou positively howled in laughter. The sound was odd; somewhat pained.
"Oh man," he said between laughs, "I don't even know why the fuck I asked. It's so obvious."
"Don't, Katsuki," Kirishima warned, his voice low and tense.
Izuku laughed nervously. "What?"
"Man, I saw the way you looked at me and that half off bastard. Eye-raping me and shit. You fags are fucking disgusting," Katsuki spat.
Izuku blinked. "W-what?"
Uraraka finally snapped out of her state of pure shock. She swung her hand across Bakugou's cheek with lightening-like speed and force. "You fucking dick!"
"Hey, hey!" Kaminari exclaimed, "Let's all take a breather."
"You're pretty calm about your pet dog being a jerk, huh." Ochako was livid.
"Let's ease up on the violence," he squeaked, feeling intimidated by the brunette.
Katsuki's eyes seemed to double in size. He slowly turned his head to look at Uraraka, and he stared her down with intensity. "Do you want me to kill you?"
Izuku got up, his throat stinging. His internal organs twisted with absolute displeasure as he headed towards the door. It took a while for his sweaty, anxious hands to turn the knob. He really needed to puke.
Uraraka hurriedly followed, opening the door to go after her friend. "Izu, wait!"
Letting out a string of curses, she glanced back at Katsuki once more before leaving. "Asshole."
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