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Bakugou’s eyes hadn’t left him all class. Eijirou could feel the blond’s eyes on him, he clenches his jaw but doesn’t say anything. With those red eyes burning in the back of his neck he can’t help but sweat a little. His phone burns in his pocket, waiting for the next message to be sent. The blond had been onto him since the USJ, or at least Eijirou thinks he has. He had hoped that helping to save him from the LoV when he was kidnapped would have thrown him off of his trail, but it didn't.
Being in the dorms now doesn’t help anything. His room is next door to Bakugou’s so if he were to slip out for a late night meeting he’d risk waking up the explosive blond. Eijirou learned the hard way that the blond is an extremely light sleeper. The first time he tried sneaking out since moving into the dorms, the blond had woken up because of the sound the sliding door made. Eijirou had panicked and lit a cigarette, pretending he wasn’t sneaking out and was instead he was just trying to have a late night smoke. The blond had just made a face and went back inside.
Eijirou holds onto hope that the blond doesn’t know. It’s stupid really, Bakugou is a lot smarter than a lot of people like to give him credit. They forget that behind the loud, explosive exterior, Bakugou is actually smarter than them. An anxious bubble begins to well in Eijirou’s chest as they approach their rooms after school. Before Eijirou could open his door to put his bag down a pair of arms wrapped around him tightly. The only other person in the hall was Bakugou, that much Eijirou knew. Before he could react though, a hot breath and a soft pair of lips are next to his ear whispering “I know what you did. I know you’re the UA Traitor.” Bakugou’s voice sounds eerie in the soft whisper tone making Eijirou’s heart pound in his chest like a bass drummer told to go ham. Just as quickly as the blond’s touch had appeared, it was gone and when Eijirou turned to confront him. The blond’s door was already shutting with a soft click.