“Uhhhhhhh, ummmmm, ok, well first of all I came in, in the morning, and you were already feverish.”
“So you saw me in my boxers?” He asked, his crimson eyes burning into you.
“Dude! I freakin’ sat on your naked lap in the hot springs pool!?” You snorted. “Seeing you in clothes is a delight.”
“Yeah, you were checking me out, I know it…anyway continue.” He said with a dismissing hand wave.
“Anyway.” You huffed. “Kirishima and I dragged your sorry, hallucinating ass, to the nurses office and dumped you there…end of story.” You said, looking away abruptly.
He studied the side of your face for a bit then scowled.
“Don’t fucking lie to me, Y/N.” He growled.
“I’m not fucking lying!” You protested. “That all happened.”
“I don’t doubt that shit happened. But you’re lying about ‘end of story’ there’s more to it.” He said, narrowing his eyes at you.
“And what? You said you don’t remember anything so what would you know.” You shot back at him, your heart starting to pound in your chest.
“I don’t fucking remember anything but I know you’re lying for 3 reasons, ONE!” He said holding up a finger, ” your ‘end of story line’ is too abrupt of an ending. TWO!” He said flicking a second finger up. “I had some pretty fucking whack ass dreams and, three.” He said, holding a third finger up. “The nurse said that I tried to cuddle you when you were alone with me in the office and I’ve noticed you’ve SKIPPED THAT PART OF THE STORY ENTIRELY!”
You flushed red, your heart still pumping a million miles an hour.
“WELL YEAH I SKIPPED IT ‘CAUSE I THOUGHT YOU WOULD BE EMBARRASSED ABOUT IT!” You said, loudly and defensively, crossing your arms across your chest.
“To be fucking honest I’m more embarrassed about the dreams I had.” he grumbled.
“What were they?” You asked curiously.
“Like I’d fucking tell you?!” He snapped.
“TELL ME!” You demanded.
“Fine.” He resigned. “Dreamed I made out with a pizza roll…”
You snorted with laughter.
“Shut up.” He snapped. “It felt so damn real I was worried I had actually…”
“Actually what?” You laughed.
“…kissed…someone…and the fucking nurse was the only one in the room at the time so I thought it might have been her.” He said with a shudder.
You laughed again, remembering that you had called him a half baked pizza roll so that must have infiltrated his deluded state.
“But you were there…alone with me…at some point…” he said, looking down. “Did….”
You froze, his eyes looked back up at you, questioningly.
You swallowed, not daring to say anything at that point.
“Did I try and do something…with you?” He asked with an almost numb vulnerability.
You didn’t know how to respond. Did you tell him or not.
“No…” you replied softly, trying to maintain eye contact.
“Fuck.” He whispered. “What did I do?”
“I said no, you didn’t.” You repeated.
“Yeah I heard what you said, but you’re lying, Y/N.” He said lowly, his eyes searching yours.
“H-How do you know I’m lying?” You asked, your voice coming out as a dry rasp.
“Because I know you by now, and the…pizza roll…had your voice.”
“Shut up.” He growled.
“I’m sorry I just can’t, with the pizza roll.” You replied, bursting into laughter, tears pricking the corners of your eyes.
“Y/N, FUCKING TELL ME WHAT I DID!” He barked, lunging at you to pin you to the bed, his gown falling open from the back in the process, showing his back and ass and threatening to show all of him – including the front.
You shrieked. “Put that thing back where it came from or so help me!”
“Fuck.” He yelped, yanking himself off you and hurriedly pulling his gown up. “Just tell me what I did, Y/N, I remember the pizza roll telling me to stop.”
“WELL YOU SHOULD HAVE LISTENED TO THE PIZZA ROLL! SHOULDN’T YOU!” You yelled.
“WHO FUCKING LISTENS TO A PIZZA ROLL?!” He barked back.
“Well not you! Obviously!” You snorted sarcastically.
“Did we kiss?”
You looked away, chewing your bottom lip and nodding slightly.
“Was it ….consensual?” He asked, softly.
“Look at you using your big boy words.” You replied with a smirk, trying to divert the conversation.
“I’m meaning; did I force you to kiss me or did you do it of your free will?” He growled.
“Both.” You replied, staring him down.
“I don’t know how ‘both’, works here.” He replied with a grunt.
“Well it does ok, so just leave it.” You replied, looking away with a huff.
“Well I was tripping balls n’ shit ok? So I wasn’t in my right mind.”
You just shrugged. “It’s fine. I’m ok.”
“Sorry.” He grunted. “I am…really.”
You looked back at him, he was looking sadly down into his lap, he truly looked broken.
You softened. “Hey, it’s fine ok? You didn’t know what you were doing, I’ve forgiven that, plus you passed out on me anyway so you didn’t get very far.”
“Come here.” You said, opening your arms.
He looked up and saw the invitation for a hug and scooter closer, being mindful to hold the back of his hospital gown closed.
“Fucking gowns that open all the way down and you can’t wear any fucking underwear.” He grumbled as he shifted into your arms.
You just snorted a laugh in response and hugged him.
“SIR!! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE HOOKED UP TO AN IV LINE!” The same elderly nurse as before, gasped, as she walked in and saw Bakugou sitting there without the drip in his arm.
Bakugou pulled back from the hug.
“That thing fucking gets in the way.” He growled. “I pulled it out.”
She gasped again and clasped her hand to her mouth. “Oh no, no, no!” She tittered. “Please return to your bed at once!”
Bakugou released a “Tch” noise and stood up. “Way to break the mood with my fucking pizza roll too.” He growled at the nurse.
You burst out laughing.
“Go, Katsuki, I’ll see you later.”
He nodded and marched out the door, desperately clutching the gown together at the back so you wouldn’t see his bare ass as he walked back to his bed.