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The Height Alliance ( or whatever you name that, Katsuki doesn’t recall the name or he’s just too incredible to memorize it ) was once again in a frenzy. Oh look at that, it’s fucking Dunce Face attempting to run away from him! Bakugou Katsuki!
“I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!” He screamed, running as he pursues the squealing knock-out edition of Pikachu.
He was determined to have a decent day. He just expected to drink his coffee, get the fuck out of the dorm, jog because he’s the fucking best and he still needs to beat shitty Deku because unfortunately, he’s leveling up!
But no, Dunce Face just has to piss him off by saying, “oh my gosh! who’s sweet pea?! And with an orange heart beside! Bakugou has a girlfriend,” and proudly run around the dorm, crying it out until people begin surrounding the common room, some crying out along with the fucking bitchass edition of Pikachu.
“Bakugou! I just highly advise you to refrain from trying to murder—no stay,” Engine rapidly obstructs himself in front of Katsuki, letting the other retreat and into the elevator.
“Move, bitch!” He growls, his right hand emitting blazes, scowling right into Iida.
“No, as much as I disagree with Kaminari’s manner, I still don’t like the idea of losing one of my friend’s life,” Iida nudged his glasses up with his pointing finger as he delivers his point to Katsuki.
Point not taken.
“FUCK OFF,” he screamed before facing his sparking hand onto Engine’s face. Picking up his pace once again, locating it where Sparky should be.
He could hear the voices of his classmates from the common room, complaining about his behavior. He didn’t care. All he knows is he needs to murder the one who almost ruined his reputation.
Believe it or not, he minds about his bad-boy image more than anything. He will kill for it. He will smash for it. He will not let anything happen to his image. He doesn’t care about others’ opinions, complaints. They can all fuck off.
“Kacchan?” Except him. He will surely care about the spokesman's opinions more than his image. Fuck everything when it comes to him.
Katsuki shortly scowls at Deku. The green-hair teen was in front of the entrance, closing the door. It was noticeable that he just arrived back from a morning run. Yes, morning. Early day and it's already damaged by that shitty Dunce Face.
“What?” He harshly said, glaring into the green orbs with such intensity yet, he knows that he, Deku, can still see the fondness reserve only for him.
“What’s with the explosion,” Deku sighed, dropping himself beside the fuming brunette. Apparently, of course, he knows that. He’s the best, after all, Round Face is going out with Engine.
“Bakugou here,” Round Face sneered to which the ash-blonde returns, “is being a bitch and tried running off after Denki just because of a harmless joke.”
Duh, of course, the brunette will take it as a harmless joke. After all, she also doesn't seem to care about the so-called “privacy”, settling her nose into Deku’s fucking business.
“And then look,” She nudges the dumb fuck to Deku just to verify her point, “he even did this too, Iida! What if he got hurt?!”
“It didn’t hurt—“
“Oh please, stop being such a president and admit that it hurts!” The brunette cut Iida off as she rolls her eyes at both him and Engine.
Silence took over the common room. Of course, it will. After all, as much as they have the same mutual hate on a specific purple fuck, they also hate her.
Why not? She’s more of a bitch than what they’ve believed. It even came to the point that a particular french fry regrets citing the “do you have a crush on Deku?”. Because that’s where shit commenced.
She started claiming the poor oblivious teen ( fuck that, Katsuki knows Deku knows ), starts treating him a glass since he kept getting into trouble - typical trouble magnet of the year -, scolding him every time he went somewhere unattended.
But after Deku have said that he was dating someone - he told everyone about it generally but for some reason, the brunette held it like it was for her -, she started dating Iida ( yes man, you deserve a proper name since THE Bakugou Katsuki pities your ass ) saying she fell in love with him—
BULLSHIT
Iida has announced in the common room and without Deku, Round Face. That he was getting used by the brunette, to make Deku jealous. The others thought he was kidding until they start seeing how to mistreat the other was. They all had various emotions. Some are shocked, some disgusted, while some are in disbelief.
“Hi?” Katsuki immediately looked at the ugly version of Pikachu who was at the other side of the room, scowling while he emits explosions.
The other quickly squeak and hide behind Shitty Hair who hardens his body to protect himself and the other.
Before he could even jump them, “Kacchan ...”, he was quickly frozen in place. He didn’t want to irritate the other more. He knows that Round Face is also getting into his nerves and he’s second away from going berserk.
He just scowls, falling flat beside the confused Pinky Face. He didn’t bother looking at them, he just plays with the hem of his— ok, it’s not his. A specific, someone’s shirt that is bigger than his body.
“Okay,” He hears Deku sigh “explain what is this so-called “harmless joke”. Iida— wait no. It looks like your liability can’t provide an explanation. Yaoyorozu-kun.”
The whole class fell into a shocked state, not expecting him to be sarcastic towards the girl’s explanations. Iida was even stopping himself from smiling, Katsuki’s pretty sure that the other is reciting the national anthem.
“O—oh yeah. Okay, uhm, Kaminari here,” she points, Ponytail, at the Sparky with her hand “was shrieking about Bakugou having a girl due to a contact name, “green pea” with an orange heart beside. I guess Bakugou got annoyed, or mad since I’ve never seen him so persistent of attacking when he got annoyed.”
Deku nods his head, the black-hair teen sits down at that. Deku sweetly smiles as usual as he looks at the hiding figure of Sparky.
“Kaminari-kun,” the other quietly hums “you do know that is a violation of privacy, right?” the other nods, Deku giggles to lessen the tension on the other’s shoulder, “I’m not angry or what, I just want you, everyone to know that this kind of situation isn’t just a “harmless joke”, it’s a rude manner. I bet even Iida-kun disagrees with your behavior.”
Iida straightens his stance making the bitchass’ arms fell off from his shoulders, “I do.”
Deku smiles at Iida before glancing back at Dunce Face’s form. “Please don’t do it again in the future,” the other nod to which the other smiles, the other having to smile back with his usual energy. “now, Uraraka-san.”
“Deku,” Katsuki have to turn his face away to which he met Pinky’s face 5 inches apart, trying to stop himself from gagging.
“Your behavior is also distasteful, I understand Kacchan more than anyone. He won’t be harming someone on purpose unless it’s training,” Katsuki had to nod his head at that, “so it means, Iida wasn’t hurt. Am I right?” Iida nods his head in agreement, earning an odd look of betrayal from the brunette. “Stop overreacting. That’s it, please get ready. We have a few minutes ‘til classes.”
Deku left the common room to silence. Still shock by the other’s remarks that are too out of place for a cinnamon roll, ( oh please, fuck that. That shit is an evil bitch ) and an ashamed Bitchass.
Not like any of them cares, but he could see some of the girls forcing themselves to steady the other down. Katsuki clicked his tongue, flipping Pikachu with his favorite finger before making his way up to his room.
“Deku said, and I quote, “please get ready. We have a few minutes ‘til classes.”, so long losers, fuck your shit up with Aizawa the hobo fucker.” He cackled, earning loud gasps and rushes of feet.
Damn, Deku ...
Fuck, he’s hot.
Green Pea 🧡
Kacchan, sorry but I can’t run with you
I’m already coming back since I realized it’s already late
Too fucking hot