Torn Down The Middle Chapter 16: Attraction

“Here.” He said, turning and holding out a hand to you, his other hand shoved into his pocket and his head turned away so you couldn’t see his blush.

“Damn she looks cute in my pants.”

You reached out and took his hand to steady yourself.

“Come back to my place today and I’ll get my mum to fix your skirt.” He mumbled.

You looked at him. “Nah I’ll be fi—.”

“JUST. COME.” He grunted, still scowling while looking away. “I just….Wanna spend some time with you.”

“Bakugou you don’t have to be doing this…” you replied, trying to catch his eye.

“I….want to…ok?” He said through gritted teeth.

You glanced away shyly. “Uh, ok…”

Gingerly putting your weight on your injured leg you tried to weight bear but almost fell when the pain shot through your ankle.

Bakugou caught you again and pulled you into him. “Tch. Just hold onto me, alright?”

You looked up at him, his piercing red eyes bore right into your soul and your heart fluttered for a second.

“O-ok.” You whispered as you remained in his embrace.

“I…can carry you…” Bakugou said lowly as he continued to look into your eyes.

“I-idiot that’s not necessary I can wai—.”

“No, you can’t, you dumbass, you just tried and nearly fell over.” He grunted, his hot breath rushing across your cheek.

Your heart jumped again.

“He’s so CLOSE!…and as much as I hate this bleached asshole, he’s pretty cute and he’s actually got a sweet side under all the swearing and ego.”

“Can you even carry me though?” You jeered.

“The fuck?! I could carry 15 of you, not a problem at all.” He said with a smirk.

“What if I activated my quirk on myself?”

“Do that and I’ll kill you.” He said with a deadpanned look on his face.

School had finished by now so no one saw Bakugou giving you a piggy back down the hall and out of the school gates all the way to his house.

………….

“Old hag, get out here!” Bakugou hollered through the door as he got home with you still on his back.

“I’ve told you before, I’m not an old hag! I am a maiden who has been aged by her useless since who—oh, hello sweetheart, did he kidnap you?”

Her ability to go from full throttle to idle was amazing and you laughed.

“Uh hi, my skirt ripped and now I’m in his pants.” You said, “also, my social skills go south when I get put on the spot, so excuse me.”

Bakugou’s mum laughed. “I like this one.” She said to Bakugou who just clicked his tongue and slid you off his back.

“She’s my fake girlfriend after all.” He said lowly.

Your heart jumped again.

Bakugou’s mum gasped. “Of course!!! I remember you now! We met at your grandma’s house that day!”

You nodded. “Yep, that’s me.”

“Nice to see you both getting along.” She said with a cheeky eyebrow raise.

“SHUT UP.” Bakugou yelled with a soft blush dusting his cheeks. “It’s just fake.”

A little pang twitched in your chest. “Wait…why did that statement hurt?”

“I’m Mitsuki, by the way.” Bakugou’s mum said, extending her hand to you, you shook it as you clung to Bakugou for balancing.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Y/N, L/N… But you probably already knew that.”

“It’s always nice for a refresher.” She said kindly, “now, what the fuck did my idiot child do to your skirt?”

“Oh! No, no this one was all me! I tried to get out of the nurses bed and it caught on the rail and ripped.” You said with a sheepish chuckle.

“Can you fix it or not.” Bakugou shot at her.

“Have some respect, child!” She snapped, “yes I can fix it for your girlfriend, that’s no worries.”

“I told you we’re not—,”

“Yes I heard your lie, son.” Mitsuki replied, picking up the skirt that Bakugou had dumped on his bag and turning it over to assess the damage.

Bakugou blushed deeply and clicked his tongue again before getting a better grip on you. “Come on, you can lie down in my room.” He said lowly.

“Y-your r-room?!” You stuttered nervously. “Why am I all of a sudden nervous?!”

“Yes my room, what’s your problem, idiot?”

“Oh! N-nothing!” You replied. “Ok, onwards and forwards, my steed.” You said quickly, covering your embarrassment with humour.

“No horizontal dancing you two.” Mitsuki said mischievously over her shoulder as she walked to the study to get her sewing kit out.

“As if that would ever happen?!” Bakugou barked.

………..

“Ahhhh, so this is what hell looks like?” You said with a bright smile as Bakugou pushed his bedroom door open.

“Shut up.” He snorted, desperately trying to hide his amusement.

He helped you over to the bed and you lay down, snuggling into his pillow.

“It smells like burnt caramel! oh my god can I get this made into a perfume or something??”

“OI! Ya weirdo, are you sniffing my pillow?!” Bakugou yelled.

You quickly pushed it away. “NO?! Why would I be smelling something that is so delicious I just want to eat it?”

“I…what?” He deadpanned.

“Sorry….sometimes I say inner thoughts out loud.”

He just shook his head and walked over to the wardrobe.

“I’m gonna get changed, so go back to sniffing my pillow, you freak.” He called over his shoulder.

You turned your head away but glanced back when you heard him take his shirt off.

Your mouth ran dry when you saw how muscular his back was.

“Fffffffudge cake and ice cream! He’s friggin cut like the statue of David?!” You groaned internally, your eyes roaming his form as he slipped a shirt on.

He glanced back at you and saw you staring, he smirked.

“What’s the matter, dumbass, couldn’t keep your eyes off this perfection?” He asked as he turned to face you, his shirt still half rolled up, showing off his killer set of abs.

“Nope.” You replied bluntly.

He was expecting a smart reply so your honesty threw him.

“Well, I guess you being my girlfriend makes it ok for you to check me out.”

A flustered look graced your face and you looked away. “B-but I’m just faking so-.”

“Are you faking your attraction to me too?” He asked lowly as he walked over to the bed and crawled up the end, his top half hovering over your bottom half.

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