Chapter 1: Stressed
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Silence...
With Class 1-A, silence was not a virtue but a blessing, a rare and unachievable blessing as Aizawa had learnt. So when classes grew quieter and quieter, questions also grew.
The new silence had actually come from Bakugou Katsuki, the brute, the loudmouth, the guy who had yelled so many times that it became background noise for some. When this silence began at first no one noticed, maybe Aizawa would pause after sleeping the entire class without accidentally being woken up but other than that the silence wasn't common and wasn't fully silent. Then they realised why, it did take a while. Bakugou hadn't spoken or yelled or screamed in over a month, his silence spread to the others as they all pondered what had happened.
Eventually, their concern grew as Midoriya's anxiousness for his friend worsened dramatically. He was typically an anxious person, someone even laughed in his direction and he would spiral himself into a panic attack. He worked himself slowly to knock on the blonde's dorm room door. He sighed in relief as Bakugou finally opened it and he walked in without an invite. Their relationship was weird but over the years it had simmered into a semi-functional friendship, he viewed Bakugou as a brother... even if it never seemed to translate perfectly.
"What's wrong?" That was the question of the century, maybe it would have meant more if Midorya hadn't stuttered over his words like a child. Bakugou glared at him, his tone was unbothered and his face was bored. "Nothing, Deku." Not a good enough answer. Midorya paced the dorm and rolled his eyes, muttering every odd behaviour that Bakugou had done in the last month or so like it was a prayer.
"You've not been at the gym, you've not yelled, not trained and you failed a test the other week..." Bakugou sighed into his hands, the signs of stress under his eyes in the form of eye bags that rivalled Shinsou's and Aizawa's made Midorya trail off. He took in his oldest friend's stress and sighed. Maybe they hadn't progressed enough to talk about it... but they could definitely watch an Almight movie together all night and take the day off tomorrow.
Chapter 2: Model
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Quiet days at the UA were rare and boring for Mina, she would spend hours on the sofa listening to Denki and Sero talk about video games, Momo and Jiro flush red as they talked to each other and Bakugou yelled. Actually, Bakugou wasn't here, he'd gone off for the weekend to visit his parents which only added to her boredom. She huffed and sat up, her dorm was a mess from her sorting through her makeup and dumping out anything she didn't like on the floor to procrastinate about before throwing it back into the drawers without a care.
Some light stalking may make the day more interesting.
She grabbed her laptop and pulled up Facebook, originally she planned to stalk her teachers but since they were all heroes, their accounts were just boring and promoted heroes... except for Present Mic, whose account was just full of photos of cats even though he was allergic.
She paused as a people you may know account showed up... it was for Bakugou's dad. Mina stared at it for a moment before smirking and clicking on it, her excitement grew as she expected baby photos of Bakugou but what she got was soooooo much better. Photos of Bakugou, fully in makeup, his hair styled to perfection and his outfits! Each one was so flattering. After some digging, Mina discovered that the Bakugous owned a fashion company, though you would never be able to tell basked on Bakugou's shoes, and that Bakugou's parents designed clothes that he modelled for them.
She quickly sent the photos to all of the girls, she then made her way to the common room to announce her discovery. Monday was going to be so interesting.
Chapter 3: A magazine
Summary:
If you told Aizawa when he first started teaching at UA that he would have to rip two students apart over a magazine, he might have laughed or just shook his head and walked away. But that was how he spent his day, maybe he should quit.
Notes:
Warning: Mineta being a perv
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Bakugou huffed while setting off another explosion, this week had been stressful. With three pop quizzes and four physical tests, what better way to blow off steam than by actually blowing things up? He leaned against the wall while sipping at his water bottle, he checked the time. Curfew was about to end in two hours, he might as well leave early to the dorms to get something to eat and get ready for bed. He trudged slowly to his dorm and glanced at his phone as he walked. Why had he gotten fifteen missed calls from Mina?
The walk to the dorm was calm and almost peaceful, of course, someone would ruin it.
He stared for a moment at the scene in front of him, Momo looking at Mineta with disgust, not uncommon. Sero had tied him up with some tape, again not uncommon... but even Denki was telling him he crossed the line.
Bakugou raised an eyebrow and his gaze shifted to a magazine on the floor, he sighed before carefully picking it up. He would need to bleach clean his hand after this if it belonged to Mineta like he suspected. His eyes widened before he glared at Mineta. It was a magazine of a popular model by the name of Natsumi or Nat. The magazine was clearly handmade and not in a good way with creases and mysterious stains that made Bakugou want to scream for just holding it. Worst of all it wasn't even Natsumi's real modeling photos or now of her actual photoshoots... it was all deep fakes of her in gross ways.
"I'm gonna kill you," Bakugou whispered before exploding the magazine in his hands, his hand went to blow up the screaming grape. "Where the fuck did you get these fucking images of my cousin."
It took three days for Mineata to heal from his injuries and a week of house arrest for Bakugou, two weeks suspension for the grape was clearly not enough.
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Having a stoma bag was hard, having a stoma bag that had burst during training and left behind a horrid smell was even harder.
Bakugou had felt so dumb, so fucking stupid when his class realised what had happened. Well, only Midorya and Iida seemed to know what had happened, the rest had assumed that the training room just smelt because of their sweat.
His secret was still semi-safe, even if it left a huge weight on his shoulders to keep it. Iida must have realised what had happened but not who too, his only clue was when he looked over at Midorya, who was staring at Bakugou in pity. Fucking pity, he hated it, he didn't want or need it... especially not from the person he bullied for years, the person he made suffer.
Bakugou sighed as he collapsed onto his bed, rubbing his forehead as he processed everything that had happened. He wasn't a weak person, he was the best in his class that was obvious but his one weak spot had been hit repeatedly. Now, he risked being exposed to it. The pity, the sympathy, the fake words of encouragement, the whispers and the consequences of the whole world realising that he was disabled.
He remembers being young, searching and searching for confidence... for someone like him in this world of heroes. He remembers taking his frustration out on Deku, 'You can never be a hero, might as well give up'. Repeating the same words whispered to him so many times by his own brain. The only heroes like him were made that way by their own quirk, by their heroic fights and victories against villains. Not because their own body failed them. Now he waited, waited to be kicked out. Almight realised, as did Present Mic and Midnight and Sensei fucking Aizawa. The people he had looked up to since he was a child were about to kick him out of his dream school once they realised his flaw.
No one said anything the next day, no call up to Principale Nezu's office and no looks from his teachers. Just a simple email sent to the whole school. "Due to a request from the school board, we are now stocking up Recovery Girl's office with stoma bags and other supplies needed for medicinal emergencies. We want our students to know we are inclusive to everyone here at UA and will provide for our disabled students, either mentally or physically."
There was no mention of him or the training incident that had plagued his mind, they blamed it on the school board. At least his secret was safe for another day or so.
Chapter 5: Study or stare?
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Denki knew he wasn't that smart so with assessments coming up and with the fear of failing, Denki requested Bakugou's help. It was a dumb idea to most but to Denk it was genius, the two had just started dating and he would take full advantage of the fact that Bakugou was willing to do anything to make him less stressed.
"So you divide that by..." Bakugou's voice had trailed off into white noise, his face on the whiteboard as he wrote out how to solve some stupid maths question. His face was framed perfectly by the beanie he was wearing that pushed his hair down in a way similar to Sam's (Stardew Valley) in the winter clothes. Every word made Denki smile more and more, it was perfect.
"Battery, hey, listen!" Bakugou scolded while lightly hitting Denki's shoulder. The other blonde glanced up from his admiration for his boyfriend and shrugged; he smiled that dumb smile and went back to his staring like he hadn't just been scolded like a child.