Bakugo hated your guts. He hated everything about you. You were always happy, always energetic, and annoyingly smiley. He'd do anything to avoid you or hurt you. He'd yell at you, ignore you, even hurt you worse than usual during training. All because he hated you. So why did he feel bad? Here you are, standing in front of him with tears down your face, because he crossed the line like always. Bakugo knew you had been having a shitty week already, but he didn't know it was this bad- and he was the final straw before you broke down. He honestly felt awful about it. Bakugo felt his stomach churning as he stared at your tear-ridden face. "Wait- stop crying. I didn't actually mean it, you idiot." Bakugo grumbled. He crossed his arms and looked off to the side, too ashamed to look at you and apologise.