“Keep your fucking arms lower, Y/N,” Bakugou yelled at you as he jumped forwards and got his wrist under the ball, sending it flying back over the beach volleyball net to the other side.
“Stop fucking jumping in my way! I had that!” you snapped back at him, eyes on the other side of the net in preparation for the opposing team’s return.
“Guys!” Jirou called to you and Bakugou from behind, “can we just focus on the game here?”
“I would, if fucking, shit for brains here, didn’t fuck up every single serve that—,”
“shut up, you fucking rotten pineapple, you can’t even wank without exploding your dick so I don’t wanna hear it,” you replied, jumping to return the ball that Mina had sent over to your side.
You returned it, but Bakugou slammed into your side, trying to be the one to return it.
“Get out of my fucking way!” the blond terror snapped at you.
“Fuck you, bro, stop trying to be a one man show,” you snapped back.
“Is no one going to address the comment about Bakugou not being able to wank without setting his dick alight?” Kaminari asked from across the net as Mina missed the ball and had to run off to retrieve it.
“Shut up, dunce face,” you and Bakugou barked at the electric blond at the same time.
“He can’t?” Kirishima asked from beside Kaminari.
“I dunno, man, but both seem pretty worked up about it.” Kaminari jerked his head towards you and Bakugou.
“Come here and say that,” you beckoned Kaminari, making your arm into your hacksaw quirk.
“If you used your quirk on him, you’d make his dick into a micro-penis,” Bakugou snickered from behind you.
“It already is,” you leered back to Bakugou who scowl smirked and let out a low chuckle.
“Hey, dude,” Kaminari said, a little crestfallen that he had suddenly become the target, “why you being so mean?”
“I just want to be on the other side of the net,” Jirou groaned again, “why did you all leave me here with the terror twins- Bakugou and Y/N.”
“He’s the fucking terror.” You pointed at Bakugou.
“Shut up, idiot, you have a fucking hacksaw blade that comes out of your arms.”
“oh my god,” Jirou groaned loudly, “Mina! Please, can I come to your side? Where’s Sero? Can he switch in? I’m tired of this constant hate.”
“What hate?” you asked, receiving the ball from Mina as she gently lobbed it over the net for you to catch and then serve.
“You and Bakugou constantly attacking each other,” the onxy eyed beauty deadpanned at you.
“Huh?” you asked.
“What is she saying?” Bakugou asked you.
“I dunno, dude, she says we’re fighting?”
“Yeah I know, right? The hell?”
“We’re all witness to it,” Kaminari added in, backing Jirou.
“This isn’t fighting?” you replied to Kaminari as Jirou walked off the sand court, “Oi! Jirou! Where you going?”
“I’m done,” she replied, not even looking back.
You looked at Bakugou and shrugged. “We can take on these losers by ourselves, right?”
He smirked and curled his fingers over, crackling small explosives in the palms of his hands.
“Let’s take them down.”
You grinned maliciously and turned to face the opposing team of Kirishima, Kaminari and Mina.
“N-No quirks!” Kaminari called fearfully when he saw that Bakugou’s explosion’s weren’t slowing down.
“Shut up, dunce!” Bakugou yelled.
You ran back to the back line then turned, jumped, and smacked the ball clean across the net to the other side, making Kirishima and Mina scramble to return the ball.
“Get to the front, Ya fucking blond tumbleweed,” you yelled at Bakugou.
“Shut the fuck up, Y/N, you chainsaw freak,” Bakugou yelled at you as he jumped forwards and managed to set the ball up for you.
“Now get back behind me, Satan on his period.”
“Can you fucking knock it off with the stupid nicknames?” he barked, missing the ball when Kaminari returned it quickly.
“You fucking missed it!” you hollered at your supposed teammate.
“I would have gotten it if you weren’t talking shit and putting me off my ga—,”
“Can you two STOP?!” Mina called with exasperation, “you’re taking the fun out of this game.”
“Stop what?” you asked innocently as Bakugou picked the ball up and tossed it to you.
“Stop fighting!” she said, “we’re supposed to be having a chill time at the beach here and all you two are doing is bickering the whole time! Come on. Let’s go and swim and be friends, hey?”
“But we’re already friends?” you replied with a confused look on your face as you looked from her to Bakugou then back to her.
“Just finished the fucking game, raccoon eyes,” Bakugou said with a scowl.
“What he said.” You pointed to Bakugou.
“Have they always been like this?” Kaminari whispered to Kirishima.
“Now that you mention it, yeah,” Kirishima whispered in reply, “they’re always at each other’s throats but they’re pretty much inseparable…”
“Oh…” Kaminari whispered, “I never noticed I guess…”
“It’s more obvious out here because they’re both relaxed.”
“Ahhh.” Kaminari nodded. “That makes sense.”
You threw the ball under the net to Mina and she served, her play sending you and Bakugou back into that little world that the two of you owned where you could yell at each other as much as you liked and you both knew it didn’t mean anything but friendship.
In Jirou’s absence, she had gone to the bags to get out the watermelon and drinks for you all and was making her way back to the volleyball nets.
As she approached, a loud roar of celebration erupted from your and Bakugou’s side of the net and she slowed.
“Maaaan,” Kaminari moaned, drooping forwards and hunching with dejection, “I can’t believe we had more people and we still lost.”
“They’re a formidable team,” Kirishima chucked, patting Kaminari’s back as he walked off the sand court.
“You fucked up so much but we still won!” you cackled at Bakugou.
“Shut up, it was you who kept dragging us down,” Bakugou replied, high-fiving your hand with his before you both walked off court to join the others.
“Watermelon and drinks?” Jirou offered, handing you both a cool can of drink to crack open.
“Bet I can beat you to the island out there?” Bakugou said casually as you both stood drinking the drinks.
“I piss excellence,” you replied, “I already know that I’ve beaten you.”
“You wanna make good on that threat then, nuts and bolts?” Bakugou leered, sculling the last of his drink and sitting the empty can down in the sand.
“That was probably the worst nickname you’ve ever used,” you said to him, dropping your own can down next to his.
Neither of you needed to count down, you both just looked at each other, grinned, then took off running towards the water.
“Where the fuck?” Kaminari asked softly, his head snapping up the second he saw you both bolt to the water.
“I have no idea,” Kirishima chuckled.
“Leave them be,” Mina grinned, “they’re both in their own little world. Let’s just leave them to it.”
“And the further the noise is away from here… the happier I am,” Jirou replied, pulling a knife out from the bag and chopping the watermelon up.
“Wait! We could have used Y/N’s quirk! A chainsaw would have cut the melon easily!” Kaminari said.
“No, because Bakugou would have wanted to try and explode the damn watermelon just to prove that his quirk is more handy than Y/N’s,” Jirou replied and everyone nodded at the truth of the comment.
“I wish they would just fucking date already,” Mina said, watching you trying to drown Bakugou out in the ocean.
“Yeah.” Jirou replied, watching as well. “It’s so obvious that their fighting is sexual tension.”
Everyone watched as Bakugou tried to blast your ass out of the water and you tried to saw his arm off with your quirk.
“They either end up dating… or they’ll kill each other.” Mina commented, raising her drink to her lips.
“Mmhmm,” Jirou hummed, handing out slices of watermelon to everyone.
The rest of the group silently and happily ate their watermelon while watching you and Bakugou in the distance.
Their little squad was chaotic with you two in it but they wouldn’t have had it any other way.
~ END ~