“Tell him where to shove his grapes, idiot!” Bakugo yelled out, sticking his gloved finger forwards as if almost telling you to attack on command like a dog.

“In the fridge!” You called back, currently dealing with Kaminari and his strikes of electricity. Bakugo growled at your answer, and Mineta giggled deviously.

“Dumbass! You’re supposed to say ‘up your ass’!” He yelled, whipping his head around to you to look at you with offense. “Damnit, you’re useless!”

Once again, it was team building exercises. And, unlike most people, you didn’t groan in despair when getting Bakugo for a partner. You were actually pretty close with him, even when he treated you like a lackey.

“Let’s see if you dodge this one!” Bakugo grinned devilishly, poising his gauntlet to line up with the scrambling Mineta. He chuckled, gloved finger wrapping around the pin of his grenade-shaped gauntlet and yanked it off.

The explosion, powered by his nitroglycerin sweat, sent the building shaking and Mineta screaming for his life. Soon enough, he ended up on the ground, scorched and whining.

And, in a moment, Kaminari was right beside the grape head, expression and body mirroring his — just absolute pain.

“We won!” You grinned, pumping your fist into the air.

“Of course we won, dumbass!” He grumbled, only a moment away from exploding your face off due to frustration. “How could we lose?!

“Alright, enough arguing. Class dismissed for lunch.” Aizawa grumbled, waving his hand dismissively and sending everyone to the locker rooms.

After getting dressed back into your uniforms, everyone had gathered in the large cafeteria. It was designed to fit every class (lettered all the way to J, and three tiered classes for the upperclassmen.) so it would be a little large.

Bakugo had already sat down, already had his lunch from Lunch Rush. With his usual ticked expression, he began to eat as you sat down across from him. He didn’t stop you. This was normal by now.