pt.1: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1367184763/ Bakugo gasped. He didn't know what to do. Leaving Deku there would be weird, but he didn't feel like carrying Deku to Deku's room in front of his classmates. He decided to watch TV while waiting for Deku to wake up. Some random cooking show came on that looked interesting. He pulled out a bag of chips that he'd snuck from the dormitory kitchen before Kirishima had eaten them. After around three twenty-minute episodes, Deku woke up. He immediately stood and apologized continuously. "I'm so sorry! I thought this was my dorm, I was running randomly and I didn't know! Please forgive m-" Bakugo shushed him and offered him chips by tilting the bag to face him. Deku's frantic expression dropped. "Um... what?" Bakugo raised his eyebrows and held out the bag farther. Deku raised his eyebrow and plucked a handful from the bag. He thought that surely the chips were super spicy or something disgusting. But then he watched Bakugo eat one. Deku took a nervous bite. The chips were just plain chips. The episode on the TV was about preparing a highly poisonous pufferfish for a filthy rich customer. It was difficult to cut the poisonous parts off of the fish and serve it correctly, but the rich person enjoyed the food, which was prepared correctly, thankfully. It was quite interesting. They both sat there, watching a cooking show and eating chips for about an hour, when the show stopped airing on the channel. Bakugo's face twisted. He searched for the show on an app and found it, then started at the next episode. Soon it was seven in the morning, one hour before classes at UA started. Bakugo woke up and realized they had both fallen asleep. He felt sick. His throat hurt and a consistent feeling of congestion rippled throughout him as he got up. He'd probably gotten sick from Deku. Hearing Bakugo getting up, Deku had woken up as well. They acknowledged each other and parted ways. Deku left the room on a course to his own, blushing. Clattering came from the rest of the dormitory, signifying that everybody was up. As soon as Deku closed the door to Bakugo's room, the noise stopped. Everybody in his class was staring at him. Kirishima dropped the pile of plates he was holding with a crash, sending shards everywhere. Nobody acknowledged the plates because of what they had witnessed. Deku, exiting Bakugo's room. Nobody had seen Deku after classes yesterday. They now knew where he was. Deku stopped dead in his steps. He could almost hear what they were thinking. Everybody was gaping at him, especially Kirishima, who remembered what he'd said yesterday. Deku rushed to his room and slammed the door. Intense and loud murmuring emitted from the rest of the building. Bakugo had heard what happened as well. "Ugh..." he said, knowing what the rest of the class would think of them now.
(continued) Deku was thankful that he was still sick and didn't have to go to class. That would be embarrassing. He didn't know how to pass the time, so he fell asleep. It was ten in the morning when Deku woke up to knocking on his door. He got up and groaned, walked to the door, to find Bakugo standing there. "You got me sick." he said, his face somewhat angry. Deku scratched his head. "Right... sorry..." Bakugo sighed. "Whatever. I hate those extras anyways." he said, looking to the side. Deku nodded, but not in agreement. "Just don't think that there's anything between us. Okay?" he continued. Although Deku knew that Bakugo would say something like that, he still felt something. Although he'd only said it in his mind, it somehow came out of his mouth. "I'm not sure about that." Bakugo's eyes widened. Deku flushed red. "Oh. U-u-uhm..." he stammered. Bakugo smirked and laughed. "Perhaps you're right." he said.
