"I look away from you for only a minute and then I find you laying on the ground with a bullet wound on your stomach!"

You rolled your eyes at Aizawa, only irritating him more. Taking a deep breath, you explained everything and tried to calm him down by letting him know that you were doing okay. He sighed loudly and sat on the edge of your bed, taking a moment to think about the whole situation. Finally, he reluctantly answered the question that you wouldn't stop asking from the moment you woke up.

"Truth is that I wanted to help his best friend but I wasn't allowed to. I was told that other heroes would take care of him and that I should head to another area where they had trapped the villains. I still think about it 'till this day. But what I can't believe is that he actually shot you."

He had a saddened look in his eyes, one that you couldn't help but notice even though he tried to hide it. He actually felt guilty that you got targeted by someone for something that he was at fault. Who knows how many other people saw you like the perfect target to get revenge or take advantage of Aizawa.

"It wasn't your fault! And look, I'm doing fine!" you chuckled, coughing afterwards.

He stood up and rubbed your back softly.

"I'm sorry kid, for everything you've gone through."

"It's okay." you replied calmly, but then your heart beat faster when you remembered your last moments before passing out. "Wait, Katsuki! Where is he? Is he doing okay?" you asked, trying to get out of bed only for Aizawa to tuck you back in.

"He is doing fine! He woke up for a bit some hours ago, but he fell asleep again. Remember what happened?"

"We tried walking to where you guys were but the second building that the villain apparently bombed almost fell on us so Bakugou covered my ears and created an explosion big enough for the building's broken pieces to turn into dust. Then I passed out from blood loss, but what about him?"

"Well, you were both passed out when we found you. Bakugou had some wounds here and there, nothing too serious now since Recovery Girl healed his fractured ribs, but when he woke up earlier he couldn't really hear us. Apparently he lost his hearing ability from his powerful explosion."

You felt your heart sink to your stomach and tried to get out of bed once again, Aizawa tucking you in for the second time.

"He will be able to hear soon enough! It's not permanent damage. So relax before I strangle you! You've stressed me out enough already!" he shouted.

You sighed and let your head hit the soft pillow.

"What if he doesn't want to see me.."

"Why wouldn't he want to see you?"

"I don't know.." you murmured while resting your back on the bedframe, a wave of anxiety hitting you suddenly.

You didn't know the reason why you thought like that. But then again, maybe it was because the last couple of days you and Bakugou had grown a certain hatred towards each other. You weren't sure if you still hated him though. Heck, you weren't sure if you hated him to begin with.

"He was asking for you when he woke up." said Aizawa, your eyes instantly widening and the bad thoughts disappearing from your head. "Recovery Girl is going to visit you in an hour or so, after that you can go to his room." he informed you, and before he left, he glanced at you once again. "You can't save your relationship without growing, and believe me, (y/n), that you and Bakugou have grown enough in this little break of yours."

Entering Bakugou's room, you felt your heart race at the sight of him laying down on the hospital bed. You sat next to him, softly brushing some hair of his away from his eyes with your fingers.

Who knows what would've happened if I was even a minute late..

Shaking your head, you brushed those thoughts away, wincing in pain after movind so suddenly. Recovery Girl had managed to heal your wound, but not completely so that it healed on its own better.

Your hand landed on Bakugou's cheek, caressing it softly, you taking a minute to admire his calm expression, only for him to wake up seconds after.

"What the hell are you doing!" he blushed and you instantly hid your hand behind your back.

"N-Nothing! I was just-"

"I can't hear you!"

You pressed your lips together and turned around, acting as if you were searching for something.

"I know you're laughing!"

You then looked at his red face and laughed even harder, Aizawa entering the room afterwards and slapping the back of your head, threatening you to stop before handing Bakugou a small notebook that said,

"You'll be able to hear by the end of the day so don't worry. You can leave after the nurse checks up on you."

Bakugou nodded and his eyes fell on you, taking a glimpse of your bandaged abdomen when you stretched. He felt angry at himself. He thought that if he was stronger you wouldn't have to save him, but most importantly, get shot.

"Hey Bakugou, eat shit!" you laughed once again, veins popping on his forehead because he clearly knew that you were making fun of him.

"Quit it brat. I'm still angry at you for getting shot and you're not making the situation any better by making fun of Bakugou."

"You're acting as if it was my fault!"

"You shouldn't have left my side!"

"Oh yeah? And let Bakugou get shot instead?" you shouted, placing your hand on your abdomen from the sudden pain.

You two stopped arguing when Recovery Girl entered the room with two glasses of orange juice in her hands.

"Having one of your father-daughter arguments?"

"Oh stop it." Aizawa grunted.

"Stop stressing my little girl out, you don't want her wound to reopen!" she said, handing you one of the glasses and kissing your forehead, making her way to Bakugou afterwards. "How are you?" she asked him slowly.

"I'm doing fine." Bakugou murmured, chugging the orange juice.

"Let's leave the kids alone shall we?" she said before pushing Aizawa out of the room forcefully.

"Don't leave before the nurse checks up on you! And (y/n) be careful with the sudden movements, call me if anything happens! And no staying out 'till late-" the sound of the door cut him off.

"Finally." you sighed.

"Aren't you gonna leave?"

You glanced at Bakugou and rolled your eyes, taking out your phone and handing him his as well.

"Aizawa is forcing me to look after you." you texted.

He sighed and layed down once again, his back facing you. Lowering your head, you started playing with the ends of your hair while secretly wishing that the nurse would come by quickly.

"I saw you call Mira the other day, why?"

Your eyes widened and you felt like crying, but instead you just texted "It doesn't matter." What else could you say though? He was the subject of the matter.

"I don't believe you but whatever.." he murmured, feeling kind of sad that you wouldn't open up to him like before. "You didn't have to save me you know. I had it under control."

"Oh yeah? You should be thankful! What were you thinking going after the villain on your own!" you replied, wanting to shout rather than text. "You need to stop overdoing it or else your own body will give up on you!"

"I'll keep fighting. Even if there's nothing left of me, when it comes to becoming the top hero or protecting you, I'll never stop fighting."

Katsuki..

He turned around and his eyes landed from your distressed face to your hands that were gripping your knees.

"I'm sorry. It's my fault you got shot."

Your eyes landed on his, softening after seeing how sad they were.

You hesitated at first, but then you sat on his bed and took his hand in yours, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles.

"It wasn't your fault." you said, him clearly understanding.

He looked away, another faint blush forming on his face, but you stood up when you heard the nurse enter the room.

Before heading to the dorms, you asked him if he wanted to eat something and after some thought he pointed at a hot noodle stand. Smiling warmly, you nodded and headed for the stand, already knowing what his order was.

While you were ordering, he couldn't help but smile to himself. However his smile soon faded when he saw a guy approach you. The said guy asked you if you were single, in which you reluctantly replied with a yes, and he offered to treat you if you were to join him later for a drink. Even though he couldn't hear, Bakugou clearly knew that something was up when he saw you face away from the man, trying to ignore him.

"Listen dude, I already said no so quit it before I-"

"Oi scumbag!"

You smirked, knowing that this wasn't going to end well if you didn't do something to stop it.

"Who are you?"

"I don't know what you're saying and I don't give a damn either, back away from her now or else I'm gonna blast your filthy ass to space!" he shouted while small explosions formed in his palms, the guy visibly flinching.

"The noodles are ready! Let's go Bakugou." you said, wrapping your arm around his and forcing him to walk away with you.

He did as you said, and you two ended up sitting on a bench near the noodle stand. You wrapped two napkins around his cup, because it was too hot, and placed it in his hands carefully, a small smile escaping his lips once again without you noticing. Doing the same with your cup, you both started eating while looking at the people who were ordering and passing by.

After finishing your food, you continued with making your way to the dorms. You glanced at Bakugou who was walking behind you looking at the sky, and you faced forward seconds after, him returning his gaze to you once again. Suddenly, it started to rain so you two sprinted for a bit, and when you arrived at the dorms you entered the living area but didn't see anyone around. You scrolled through your phone, a text from Uraraka popping on your screen saying that her and your classmates were going to stay longer at UA today, having to help with some duties around the school.

You let Bakugou know and then you two headed to your separate ways around the house. After taking a shower and changing your bandages, you sat on your bed, playing with your fingers while listening to the rain that had now gotten even heavier, allowing stupid thoughts to run through your head. Were they really stupid though?

Jumping out of bed, you made your way outside your room. Why? You didn't want to be alone anymore. Just his company would make you feel better, even though it was hard for you to resist the urge to hug him tightly. You lazily knocked on his door twice, and after some seconds of not getting an answer you silently entered his room, your eyes falling on him sitting on his carpeted floor, staring at the sky from his clear glass balcony door with the moonlight being the only thing that lit the place.

"Can you hear me?" you asked, but he didn't reply. You sighed and sat next to him, bringing your knees closer to your chest, him noticing your sudden figure but not really caring enough to say anything. "I don't know why I came here actually. I didn't really want to be alone anymore I guess.. I just really miss your company. Or rather, you. Nothing has changed about the way I feel about you, you know. That's why it hurts so much." you murmured, glancing at him.

His eyes were still focused on the sky, and in a way, you felt relieved that he didn't hear your words. You weren't sure if he felt the same and you didn't want to put him in an awkward position, so you just rubbed your cheek and stared at the floor once again, listening to the rain in silence. The only thing you knew, however, was that the gaps between your fingers felt colder than ever after not being intertwined with his in such a long time.

"What if I feel the same?"

Did you hear that correctly? You sure wished you did. Your heart beat faster at the sound of his voice and when you raised your head, your eyes finally met his red orbs. He reached for your hand, only for you to slap his away.

"You can hear me? Why didn't you say anything you idiot?!" you shouted, rubbing your cheeks and eyes.

"My hearing came back when I took a shower earlier." he calmly replied, clearly knowing that you felt embarrassed at the moment, but he couldn't help but enjoy your priceless reaction.

He reached for your hands once again, intertwining his fingers with yours, and helped you stand up. Wrapping his arms around you tightly, you did the same while softly gripping the back of his shirt.

"I know I can be annoying sometimes."

"Sometimes?"

"I will kill you." he said, squishing your cheeks with his one hand as you tried to push it away. "I missed you, shitty girl."

"I missed you too."

After a while of being in each other's arms, his hold of your cheeks changed to a more tender one as he made you face him, you reluctantly doing so. You hated whenever he saw you blushing, but you couldn't help but notice a faint blush on his face as well. He softly put his lips on yours, you deepening the kiss and wrapping your arms around his shoulders. His lips left yours a while after and made their way to your neck, you pulling his shirt and leading him to his bed.

"You gonna finally start calling me by my first name again?" he teased, his lips never leaving your neck.

"I don't remember it, care to remind me?"

"Careful what you ask for, (y/n)."

You were both trying to catch your breaths while laying next to eachother after what felt like forever. Bakugou then stood up and wore his boxers, you doing the same with your underwear.

Knowing that you felt comfortable in it, he threw you his shirt, which you successfully caught mid-air, and after thanking him silently you tucked yourself in bed again, him reaching to close his small desk lamp.

When he switched it off, you turned to your side and wrapped your arms around his lower waist, your forehead softly touching his bare back.

"I love you Katsuki."

His eyes widened while he felt his heart beat faster than ever. However, your hands started getting a bit shaky after not getting a reply for a while, so you brought them closer to your chest, only for him to take a hold of them again.

"Maybe I do too." he teased, kissing the tip of your nose.

Your pout turned into a warm smile and you wrapped your arms and legs around him, burying his face in your chest. He knew that you weren't sure if he still felt the same, but instead of letting you know from the start he chose to tease you for a while longer.

He raised his head and kissed your cheeks multiple times, his fingers tickling your waist while you struggled to hold back your laughter, due to not wanting to wake up any of your classmates who had already went to bed a while ago.

"I love you more, (y/n)." he whispered, securing you around his arms, and after some minutes you both fell asleep in eachother's warm embrace.

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