Bakugou? Dating? That's laughable, really. But no, he really is. But he isn't just dating anyone. He's dating you.

It was almost comical how different you two were. Bakugou was a jerk with a superiority complex, while you were soft-spoken and kind. So, how the hell did you two even get together? That was a question nobody but you and he knew the answer to.

Despite his insults and name-calling, he never meant them. Never to you, at least. But to everyone else? Oh, 100%. He just puts on a facade because, God forbid someone finds him actually being nice.

After the bell went, you found Bakugou waiting for you outside. His eyes lit up faintly at the sight of you, a small smile starting to form. Until he remembered where you two were, and put his usual scowl on.

"Oi, idiot. Give me your bag. No buts. You're gonna trip over yourself if you carry it." Bakugou said, plucking your bag off your shoulders and carrying it with a huff. Of course, it was just an excuse to carry your bag.