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For a few seconds.. everything was okay.
I mean, until it wasn't. After school you were chilling at the dorms, and everything was fine. No one upset, everyone just laughing at dumb jokes.
"Y'know I should just be gay, because women. like I don't get it. how can guys be gay when women exist?" Mina randomly decided to say, most people looking at her with a wtf kind of look.
"Mina, no." You say while chuckling and shaking your head.
"Mina yes." Mina smirks at you, laying on the floor of the common room.
You just laugh at her. You suddenly hear a familiar voice of your green haired classmate behind you.
"Hey guys what's up?" Midoriya asked this in general, as half the class was in the common room.
"Nothin much Midoriya. just chillin." You answered back to be courteous, is all. You didn't even spare him a glance.
The problem is, a blonde, a very nosy one, was in the kitchen when he heard you talk to Deku.
He scoffed and tried to keep listening to the conversation.
Midoriya went over to talk to his own friends, and then you continued talking to Mina.
But the thing is, Bakugo thought you were still talking to Deku. He walked out to the common room, and furrowed his eyebrows at how much you were laughing. He saw you with mina, but he just didn't buy it.
He sighed and walked over to you, grabbing your hand and pulling you away from Mina and into the elevator to go to his dorm.
As he did this Mina just laughed Manically for no apparent reason and winked at you. You rolled your eyes.
The short ride in the elevator was tense. You opened your mouth to say something, but the way Katsuki was staring at you made you stay silent.
He pulled you by the hand all the way to his dorm where he shoved you into his room angrily. You were speechless.
"What is your problem tod—?" You could barely even finish your sentence.
Katsuki slammed his door shut and scoffed at you.
"You think it's fucking funny to flirt with Deku in front of me? you think you're so cute don't you?" Katsuki accused you angrily, his tone rough and mean. He hadn't laid a hand on you. yet.
"Excuse me?" You said this with a tone of disbelief. "Why the actual fuck would you think I'm flirting with Deku?"
Katsuki grit his teeth and tried to not lash out. ultimately failing.
"You're a fucking idiot! You were sitting in that common room just laughing your ass off around him like he's so cool! It's not fucking funny when you know THAT I FUCKING HATE HIM!"
As Katsuki is saying this, he shoves your shoulder, quite roughly, and it caused you to stumble back a few steps.
"You weren't even in the fucking common room!? Why do you think the world revolves around you! I was talking to Mina. I said one singular sentence to Midoriya. ONE FUCKING THING! Maybe you're the fucking idiot!"
In response to the shove, you shove him back, and he laughs at you. As if to mock you.
"Hoh sure. Or maybe you're just a slut. how about that? are you going to cheat on me? that sounds like something you would do!"
He was practically screaming in your face by now, and you could feel tears burning the back of your throat.
"God are you fucking INSECURE, or something? IVE BEEN NOTHING BUT FUCKING LOYAL TO YOU, AND HERE YOU ARE BEING YOUR USUAL ASSHOLE SELF! WHAT THE FUCK! I DONT KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER I CAN TAKE THIS SHIT."
Your voice cracked as you said this, and as soon as you finished your sentence, you felt a harsh sting on your cheek. He slapped you.
The dam behind your eyes broke as you began to sob, holding your cheek and avoiding eye contact with him.
"I'm not fucking insecure. You're just an unloyal little bitch that wants to start shit. are you fucking stupid? wait. don't even answer that. of course you are."
Katsuki looked at you with no remorse whatsoever. He glared at you with a look of hatred.
"YOU ARE A MOTHERFUCK—" He cut you off for the second time now, but this time he had crashed his lips onto yours, backing you roughly into the wall behind you.
The tears streaming down your face slowed, and You started to kiss back. This wasn't makeup and make out, this was something else.
Hate sex? no. because it wasn't sex.
But it was fueled by hate.
Katsuki was holding your hair tightly, so you couldn't pull away. You put your arms up around his neck, feeling the desperate need to break for air.
He let you breathe for only a moment, picking you up and holding you against the wall.
His hands trailed to your white blouse, unbuttoning your shirt to reveal your bra, and he ran his hands down your figure.
Your lip gloss was being smudged, so most of it was rubbed off onto your cheek or chin. It's strange how a heated argument can turn into a heated make out.
It just doesn't make sense.