You stirred and your eyes fluttered open.
Todoroki was standing by the beside looking down at you and you smiled.
“What a lovely dream I’m having.” You croaked airily.
“Oh, but you look awake to me?” Todoroki replied.
You gasped and sat bolt upright. “Ok, not a dream!”
Todoroki looked at you quizzically then he looked back down to the necklace that had now fallen out of your top and was hanging visibly from your neck.
You glanced down and saw the necklace had been revealed.
Snatching it quickly you scooped it back up into your shirt and cleared your throat.
“Umm, so…Hi. I’m feeling better.” You said with a goofy big smile.
Todoroki was still obviously preoccupied with the necklace and hadn’t looked you in the eye yet.
“Uh…Todoroki?” You asked, ducking your head down slightly to catch his attention.
“Oh! My apologizes Y/N, your necklace…caught my eye…” He said, finally looking you in the eye.
“M-my necklace?” You said.
“Yes.” He nodded, “it looks familiar? The ring does.”
“IT DOES?!” You gasped eagerly, “where from?”
He looked at you, his eyes looking into your left eye then switching across and looking into your right eye.
“……a long time ago…” he said softly.
Your heart leapt in your chest and all of a sudden it became harder to breathe.
“C-can you remember when?” You asked, painfully aware of how this conversation was affecting your whole body.
“….garden…” he said with a slight furrowing of the brow.
You wheezed audibly, unintentional of course but he heard it and reached a hand out to you.
“Y/N? Please lie down, you don’t sound too good.”
“No you have it wrong, it’s TOO good! That’s why I sound like I’m dying!” You thought, but lay back down anyway.
“OI, half and half bastard.” A voice barked from the nurses office doorway.
Todoroki turned. “Oh, it’s you.”
“Yes, it’s fucking, me,” Bakugou snapped. “Came to check on my girl.”
Your heart fluttered slightly when you heard his words and you scowled, confused as to why him calling you ‘his girl’ had made you feel a little giddy.
“I will take my leave now, Y/N.” Todoroki said through gritted teeth as he turned and walked past Bakugou, shooting him an icy stare as he passed.
Bakugou growled lowly at him as he passed, his ruby red eyes watching the handsome duel haired boy, depart.
“What are you doing here?” You snapped at Bakugou.
“Came to see how you were doing.” He said gruffly, plopping down on the side of the bed and running a hand through his spikey blond hair.
“As if you care though.” You said bluntly. “I’m fine, you can go now.”
Bakugou sighed harshly. “I actually fucking care if you’re ok, alright? No one has a gun to my fucking head, I came here on my own free will.”
Your facial expressions softened and you sighed. “Ok, sorry.” You mumbled, looking down at your hands.
There was silence for a bit before Bakugou spoke.
“Didn’t know your wore jewelery.” He grunted.
“I don’t.” You said, curiously, looking up at him with a confused look on your face.
“What’s this then?” He asked, reaching out to your neck and pulling at the necklace that was semi-exposed.
You pushed his hand away sharply and tucked the necklace back under your shirt.
“That’s not jewelry it’s the intestines of my enemies.” You said quickly.
Bakugou snorted. “Is it an heirloom?”
“No it’s just…special…” you said, softly.
“What’s it to you?” You snapped.
“Oi, I’m just asking?!” He shot back defensively. “Fine, whatever, it’s just a stupid necklace anyway.” He huffed, getting up to leave.
“It’s just this.” You said quickly, pulling the ring out and showing it to him while averting your eyes with embarrassment.
“C’mon, you livid caramel donut, just freakin’ say you recognize it or not. Something. Anything.”
You hesitated a look in his direction but his face was still in its usual neutral scowl.
“Who gave it to you?” He asked.
“I was hoping YOU could tell me that, ya shaved moose knuckle.”
“Don’t know.” You lied, well…it was kinda true. You actually didn’t know who gave it to you but you had your hunches.
Bakugou grunted. “Gave a girl a ring once when I was a kid and she lost it.” He said as he turned sharply and left the room.
“Wait…Bakugou, wait!” You yelled, throwing the covers back and stumbling out of bed, your skirt getting caught in the side rail and ripping as you tried to bolt.
With a scream you hit the floor. You had completely forgotten about your sprained ankle…
Bakugou was back in a flash.
“Fuck! Y/N, you idiot what are you doing?!”
“I’m making a complete fool of myself, what does it look like?” You groaned as you tried to get up.
You tried to stand but fell and Bakugou caught you. “Tch.” He clicked. “Hang on a second, just hold onto me.”
You gripped his shirt and buried your face into him, inhaling his delicious burnt caramel scent.
He tentatively wrapped his arms around you to lift you so you could sit back down on the bed, then he pulled back. He coughed and turned his head away quickly when he saw your bare thigh exposed.
“Y-your skirt.” He whispered.
You looked down and screamed again.
“Oi! Ok, ok calm down. Calm the fuck down dumbass!” He scolded as you flailed and whined.
“But I’m nakeeeeeeddd!!” You wailed.
“You’re not fucking naked, you idiot, hold on a second.” He said as he quickly covered your lower half with the bed covers. “I’ll be back.”
He was gone and back in a flash with his hero pants. They were black with a dark green belt that had attachments for grenades and they looked kinda baggy and comfy.
“Here.” He said, holding them out to you. “Put these on.”
You took them from him and he turned his back to you so you hesitantly slipped your skirt off under the covers and pulled the pants on, doing up the belt on the smallest hole.
“Wait…this belt hole seems to be the most used…do we have the same waist size?!”
“Are you done yet?” He asked gruffly.
“Uh….yeah.” You replied, standing up with weight on one leg and looking down at the pants.
Bakugou glanced over his shoulder at you and your heart jumped.