Not Again

It was time to sleep, but they wanted to celebrate a bit longer and decided to watch a movie together. Y/N walked towards the sofa and noticed everyone huddled together. She noticed Bakugou along with Kirishima, and the rest of his gang talking on the left side. She looked away as her eyes searched for her best friend.

Kyoka was walking towards her holding two tubs of ice-cream. "Here you go," she said and handed her one. She didn't know whether this was a coincidence or not, but the time was perfect to have an ice-cream considering how dull her mood is.

"What did he tell you?"

"Huh?" Y/N noticed Kyoka, who took her hand and dragged her a bit away from the sofa, "Nothing. Just tired."

"Don't lie to me dude. I saw both of you leaving together and now your whole face looks gloomy."

"I guess I was a bit.." she chuckled and said, "...shy when I thought of how he was calling me. The rest of our conversation was pretty bad. He was really straightforward about how he didn't care about me at all."

"He said he didn't care about you?" Kyoka asked, her voice laced with anger, "Fuck this dude. Why do you even like him?!"

"As if I want to, knowing how he is," she muttered, "I try not to but it doesn't really work that way."

"I know. Its just that how is he so ungrateful after you saved his ass? Like wasn't that enough for him to see how much you care about him?"

"I don't know," Y/N sighed and turned around, looking at the blond.

"Don't sit with them today. I get it that you need to look normal but at this point your feelings are more important. I know it's gonna make you uncomfortable. We will sit separately from the rest of them."

Y/N smiled and they sat together far away to the right, which surely got noticed by the rest of the class. She felt embarrassed and self-conscious from their stare. Maybe it would've been better if they sat with the rest. She was about to suggest it when Ochaco walked towards them and sat beside her.

"He said something, didn't he?"

"Well, you know how to pick up the signs huh?" Y/N chuckled.

"God, I don't know what happened but if your mood is that down then he was probably a huge dick to you."

"You have no idea," she sighed, "Enough about him. Let's talk about you darling. You looked really jealous out there you know."

Ochaco blushed and looked away at the television, trying her best to ignore the teasing looks from her friends.

"Come on, what do you plan on doing?" Y/N asked, "I mean, do you want to make a move?"

Ochaco laughed and said, "Honestly...no, I'm not sure. After watching you, I kind of don't want to until I know for sure that he likes me."

"Oh boy, don't let my disastrous one-sided love affect you! I mean, I know Midoriya and I know that he'd probably love to date you."

"...Probably?"

"Look, we don't talk much anymore okay? We kind of drifted apart."

"Oh no...is everything okay?"

"Oh yeah everything's good. We know we have each other's back but we just don't share the same bond anymore. Nothing to worry about."

"I'll tell you what happened. We fucking grew up and now we have our own ambitions to fulfill," Kyoka said, "which is why I'm pretty sure none of us want to date at the moment."

"That's not true-" Y/N said but got interrupted by Kyoka.

"You're telling me if Bakugou came in your way of fulfilling your dream, you won't cut him off your life."

Y/N was quiet for a moment and said, "Well...I won't...cut him off my life."

"But your ambition still comes first, right?"

"Yeah," Ochaco and Y/N replied in unison.

She thought that she can handle having a relationship while focusing on her own career. But the real point is, if her feelings got in the way of achieving her dreams, Y/N knows she will distance herself from the distraction. And it probably applied the rest of the class too. She sighed and concentrated on the delicious ice-cream.

Yeah...maybe it was time to focus on her career now.

[ TIME SKIP ]

She wasn't the kind to cry so easily, but when it finally dawned to her how Bakugou didn't even care a little bit about her concerns, she couldn't control herself. Sure, he was a bit insensitive but she expected him to atleast consider her feelings as a friend. At this point Y/N wasn't even sure if he considered her as a friend.

Y/N rubbed off her tears, her eyes and face looked swollen. She looked at the mirror and her mind drifted to negative thoughts. She wondered why anyone would even like her. I mean, sure she had friends but there isn't really one guy who she's actually really close to now.

She shook her head and slapped her cheeks, knowing these thoughts would only be harmful. And the first things she needed to do from now on is to handle these self-criticism thoughts. Work on it, and get better.

Huh. Easier said than done.

She got up and looked at her empty water bottle. Y/N picked it up and walked out her room. As soon she shut the door, she heard footsteps. It was dark but it wasn't that hard to comprehend who it was, going by their hairstyle. She noticed him groan and stumble a bit.

"What are you doing so late?" she said and flashed the light from her phone on his face and gasped. He had bruises and clearly, somebody beat him up pretty bad.

"Yeah...Bakugou and I had something to talk about," he said squinting his eyes.

"About All Might?" she asked.

"H-How do you know?"

"Well, he talked to me about it after dinner."

"Oh...so that's why.."

"What?"

"N-Nothing. I think you should go see him now-"

"No, he can deal with it himself."

"But-"

She didn't hear what he said next. Y/N walked towards the staircase and stopped by her tracks. For a minute though. She was taken aback by the figure that was walking upstairs. She stepped aside, and started going down but a hand stopped her from moving.

She was now too scared to look at him. Afraid of forgetting what she promised to herself today. Afraid of him...seeing her face right now. The little light that came from the window made it clear who it was ofcourse.

"Where are you going?"

Y/N pulled her hand and started walking downstairs again. No, she wasn't going to respond and act like everything's fine between them.

But then, she couldn't make her legs move from whatever happened. Everything was fine when she went to the kitchen and started to fill up her bottle. Until she felt hands around her waist. Her heartbeat fastened as well as her breathing. She was afraid, her tears could come out anytime now. And she didn't want to look weak in front of him again.

She tried to remove his arm, but it only made him tighten. "I..I did what you said," he said with his voice quivering, "I talked to him."

Y/N decided to be mature. He was vulnerable at the moment and he didn't know what he was doing probably. She sighed and faced him. She noticed his face as badly injured as Midoriya.

"I told you to talk, not kill each other," she said. She got nothing but silence in response and said, "You should take some rest."

He was quiet. Y/N finally looked up at him, at his eyes and a blush covered her face. He...was staring at her.

"You should go-" she got interrupted when she felt his hands slide on her face. He rubbed his fingers under her eyes. Y/N felt like her heart was about to burst any moment now. He brought her face closer to him and closed his eyes.

And she did too. She felt excited but scared at the same time.

Y/N felt his forehead, touch hers and a sigh escape from his lips. She opened her eyes and looked up at him and realized how close they were. Their noses were touching. She noticed his eyes drift from her eyes...to her lips.

Gasping, she pulled away from him and cleared her throat, "Y-you're tired now. You should get some rest. You can't think straight."

Y/N rushed away holding her water bottle and it's cap, without a care about the water spilling. She ran inside her room and locked the door.

No. Not again. It won't mean anything to him. She was determined this time. It was time for her to focus on her career.

Time to move on.