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Bakugo wished that blowing up a convenience store wasn’t illegal.
It was a shitty day in his shitty hero agency. His supervisor had scolded him for going too far and creating severe damage on properties when carrying a casual mission. What could he do about it? His quirk was explosive and his supervisor expected no damage when carrying a mission?
He needed a drink to cool down but he couldn’t find his favorite beer in the closest convenience store. Why couldn’t people just do what they had to do?
He stopped at a crossing street and waited for the light to turn green. He popped open his canned drink. It tasted like sugar and shit—
Bakugo’s eyes widened when he noticed a man dressed in all black pushing an elementary school boy into the middle of the crossing street and passing cars. He was about to scold the man when he noticed a truck was heading to hit the boy.
People panicked.
No hero or police was available beside him.
He groaned. For fuck’s sake—
Suddenly, the boy slowly floated in the air just in time to let the truck accelerate without sending anyone to another world. Bakugo felt a very familiar aura from the power. The one that he had felt during his school year.
Then his eyes landed on the other side of the street.
Her hair was brown with bangs. Her cheeks had blossom shades. Her face looked soft like an angel statue he often saw right in front of churches. Her hands were gathered as one as her doe eyes fiercely focused on leading the floating boy away from the street.
When the boy finally landed safely on the ground beside her, passersby applauded and cheered for her.
Uraraka Ochaco smiled at the passersby before she bowed several times.
The light turned green.
Everyone started crossing the street while glancing at the heroine of the day. She crouched down to check on the boy. She then embraced the child, gently patting his back.
And he was still standing at the other side of the street, unable to tear his gaze off her.
It felt like a wonderful coincidence because in the next few seconds, he saw the same man in black rushing towards her back. Bakugo saw something sharp and glinting on his black gloved hand that could only mean one thing. He swiftly raised it above Uraraka’s back.
He pushed people aside to clear his and went straight to the man in black. He thrust his hand forward and blasted an explosive at the attacker. Everybody screamed. The man was thrown to the ground several meters off him. Then he got up and tried to flee but Bakugo shot another explosion not too far from the attacker to block him.
The attacker froze in place. Bakugou used his chance to grab the attacker by the neck, slammed his face down and kicked the knife out of the attacker’s hand.
He turned around to see Uraraka bringing down two other men in black from the air. One of them was the one who had pushed the boy into the middle of the street. He snatched the knife of the second man in black as fast as possible. He bombed the villains when they tried to move and held them on the ground.
“Don’t you think you can run away, you shitheads! Just die!” He yelled at the men in black. He looked around, trying to locate the other villains. “Oi, Uraraka! Keep your damn eyes open and look around!”
“I see no one else!” She reported while holding the child tightly. He could hear panic and nervousness in her voice. “The coast is clear!”
He looked at her while trying to catch his breath. “You good?”
She nervously faced him and nodded slowly. “Yeah.”
*~*~*~*
Bakugou and Uraraka brought the kid and two villains to the cops. Bakugou told the complete story of what had happened. The cops then called the kid’s parents who turned out to be one of the conglomerates or some rich people he did not really care about. No wonder people would love to murder the child.
It was raining when he stepped out of the police station.
He felt like he wanted to blow up the sky because of the bad weather. He didn’t bring an umbrella and he wasn’t in the mood for rain. He had to go back to the agency sooner or his supervisor was going to scold him again for slacking.
But sometimes coincidence happened when people least expected it.
Uraraka had opened her umbrella. She stepped beneath it. He thought she was about to leave him but then she turned around and looked at him with concern.
“How are you going home?” She asked.
“I have no idea.” He planned to wait until the rain stopped.
“Where are you going?” She asked again. He couldn’t understand why she cared so much when she could just stop bothering him and go home.
Maybe she would shut up and leave if he replied. He pointed to his left. “There!”
“What a coincidence,” she chuckled. “I’m also going that way. We can share an umbrella if you want.”
That was tempting. He needed to reach his hero agency soon or his supervisor was going to scold him again for slacking off and lack of emotional control. He sighed in disbelief. How could his day really go unexpectedly? A fucking lecture from his supervisor, his favorite drink was sold out, an attempt of murder out of nowhere, an annoyingly beautiful Uraraka appearing at the side of the road and currently was offering him an umbrella on his way back.
Could his day get any more random than that?
But then he could spend more time with—No, he could return to his agency sooner if he went with her.
He ducked beneath Uraraka’s umbrella and grabbed it to adjust it with his height. “Fine! Let’s go!”
“O-oh! Okay! Let’s go!”
Stupid rain and stupid timing!
“I didn’t expect you were there,” Uraraka began talking after they walked in silence for a while.. “So, um, thank you for saving my life.”
He glared at her. “Why did you let your guard down after you saved the boy, huh? Why didn’t you notice there was a man trying to stab your back with a knife? Doesn’t wherever you work teach you to stay alert all the fucking time? Seriously?”
“W-well!” She didn’t look like she wanted to lose from the argument. She took a deep breath and raised her voice. “The boy was scared!”
“You can take care of that later!”
“I know! But I just couldn’t ignore him!” She lowered her head. “I know I was wrong b-but… I was happy when I knew the boy was alright. But then—”
“Watch out!”
He quickly pulled her close against him and retreated from the road. He turned around so his back faced the road before a passing car splashed a huge puddle and drench them. He glared at the passing car that was getting smaller within his sight. How careless could a driver be until they didn’t realize there was a puddle and two passersby right in front of their freaking eyes?
The next moment, all he could feel was heartbeats. Fast and unsteady as if someone had just run a marathon. He slowly looked down. Under the umbrella that was still intact, Uraraka stayed close with her head against his chest, her hands clutching his shirt.
He was about to let her go when he noticed her clutching his shirt tighter.
Then he wasn’t sure which heartbeat was faster; his or hers.
“You good?” He asked as gently as he could. He knew gentle was never in his dictionary. “Oi, Uraraka.”
“I-I was scared of losing the boy when there were men attacking me,” she continued. Her voice was shaky. He could feel it while his mind was recalling the moment she slammed two men in black from midair. “I was scared that I was so focused on fighting and the boy wasn’t with me anymore.”
He finally understood why she had been so clingy to the child on their way to the police station.
He had actually no idea what to say to comfort her. Hell, he was never a comforter before. But he understood the situation completely. It was like seeing his idol losing himself just to save him back in his high school days. There was no one he could talk to or express his frustration about that hellish night.
So he wrapped his arm around her tighter. He tilted his umbrella a bit more to her side.
And she buried her head deeper into his shirt.
He felt his heart was about to explode if they stayed like that more. He didn’t even care that people were watching anymore. He had to stay calm. It was just a girl being close to him. This was nothing compared to the amount of villains he had to face every fucking day.
He couldn’t. He was failing.
But disappointment washed over him when she disentangled herself from him slowly. He had to let go of her. He noticed her cheeks had turned a bit blossom from before.
She smiled. “Thank you. I feel fine now.”
He didn’t even do anything to her.
Yet he liked it when she thanked him.
He turned away from her as heat rose to his face. “I have to go back right now!”
“Oh, my god! I’m sorry!” She squealed and laughed softly at the same time. “Let’s go! Let’s go! I have to go home too!”
“You don’t have anything to do, do you?”
“I earned my day off today!”
“You lucky bi–damsel!”
She chuckled. “Why?”
Bakugo and Uraraka talked about how shitty his supervisor was that often turned his days into bad ones until he arrived at his agency building and parted ways with her.
He looked at his hand.
That day, the most random things that could happen in his life really happened.
But they were all in a good way.