His ears hurt like hell. He reached up to turn his hearing aids down right as there was a screech of tires and a scream.

He quickly turned around to see a car swerving into the wrong side of the road towards a mother and her little girl.

"Dumba*s!" Bakugou shouted, using his quirk to quickly propel himself forward and grabbed the child and shoved the mother out of the way as the car crashed into the building behind where they had been standing moments ago.

"You alright?" He asked the girl as he put her down, he didn't even need an answer, the kid was sobbing in fear but seemed alright, he turned to look at the mother. She hadn't been hit by the car at least. Her hands were bleeding from where she used her hands to catch herself on the concrete. "Call the police and an ambulance! Don't just stand there and watch moron!" He shouted at someone simply standing off to the side. They nodded and quickly dialed the number. He turned back to the car and examined the situation.

The building it crashed into seemed to be a bar, the car was hanging from the sidewalk, threatening to fall into the lower level where people had been drinking.

"Is the exit accessible!?" He shouted to the people below through the small opening between the car and the building he had. He could already see that several people had been injured by falling rubble.

"Yes! We just got it unblocked, and we're opening the emergency exit!" The person below called.

"Do it faster!" He shouted back frustratedly. The car was stable for the moment, but that was only until the ground below it would give out.

He knocked on the window to see if the driver was conscious. They weren't. Great.

He carefully pulled on the latch of the door to try and open it. The car shifted, going further into the bar below, causing several people to scream below.

He frowned. He would have to wait until the lower area was evacuated more before he could try to get the car owner out. But if the car fell in, the driver wouldn't survive most likely. There was blood on the window. They might have hit their head.

He could hear the police sirens. They would most likely have a few pros with them. Though there were no agencies this close to U.A. He would have to work harder to get them all out of there.

The car lowered again. He winced and looked back down to where the people were. Most of them were out or were on the opposite side of the room.

Good enough. He opened the car door and quickly pulled the driver out and into his arms. It was a small woman. He didn't take too much time to examine her and gently laid her on the ground before looking into the car again to see if there was anyone else. There was a f*cking dog in the back seat. It was silent and just sat there on the back seat.

"F*ck. Great. Cmere. I can't get to you if you- g*d you're a pain." Bakugou said as he glanced back into the bar. Everyone was out. All that was left to save was this dog.

He climbed into the driver's seat and leaned over the back seat to reach for the dog. "Cmere." He growled as he grabbed the collar, tugging the dog towards him. The car lurched forwards again, going further into the bar.

He slipped a bit and nearly fell back onto the wheel and the windshield. He tugged the dog into his grasp and quickly jumped out of the car, landing next to the driver woman.

The car moved the rest of the way into the bar, sending rubble flying around, a piece of metal sliced him right across the cheek, splattering his own blood on his glasses.

"I swear to g*d I'm getting contacts.." He mumbled as he rolled and got to his knees to examine the driver. He checked her pulse and narrowed his eyes, realizing.

He took off his glasses and his eyes widened. "Sura!" He exclaimed. He shoved his glasses into his pocket. Honestly he was mostly surprised that he remembered her name. But it was the nurse from the hospital. The one that took care of him and Kirishima so often.

She had a head injury and it seemed that two or three of her ribs may have cracked. But he had no way or seriously knowing for that part.

"Watch her for a minute, if she gets any worse yell something out ok?" He told the mother he had pushed out of the way originally, motioning to Sura.

Once she nodded he stood and moved to the other side of where the car had been where the people from the bar were. The people who were fine were all on their phones, talking to people in overly dramatic ways, or taking pictures and videos of him. His gaze moved over the few injured people.

Ten people, three were just small injuries, such as a small cut on their arm. Six of them had some serious bleeding on their upper bodies, seeming to be hit with a big piece of rubble. The last person... he had a glass cup sticking out of the side of his head, slightly above the ear.

The other shards of the cup that weren't in his head were in his neck and hands.

He was the most injured out of everyone.

Luckily the cops and ambulances had arrived and began helping them.

"She works for the hospital. She's a nurse there? I think at least. Her name is Sura." He explained to the paramedic that was on their way towards Sura. "She was also the driver of the car. The dog is hers." He added.

"How many injured?" A cop asked him.

"Twelve. The driver of the car, the woman I had to shove out of the way of the car, and ten people from inside the building. Four of them are just small injuries, they shouldn't even have to go to the hospital unless it's for mental trauma. The others are serious enough to go to the hospital." He explained, shoving his hands into his pockets. The cops nodded and moved to continue on with their work.

There was a sudden grip on his leg.

He looked down to see the kid, hugging him, tears streaming down her face. He huffed and knelt down, practically sitting on the ground. She only pulled away long enough to let him sit down and then she hugged him around the neck since she could now reach it.

"G*d kid..." He mumbled.

"You're welcome for saving my mom!" She cried. His brows furrowed together.

"She gets her 'please, thank you and you're welcome' mixed up. Any manners, she'll say the wrong one. I'm sorry. But thank you." The mother of the child spoke, a soft smile on her lips as a cop that wasn't needed anywhere else wrapped her hands. He nodded and looked back to the little girl, carefully pulling her off of him.

"I guess, thank you?" He spoke hesitantly, not knowing which one meant 'you're welcome' to her. Tears still flowed from her green eyes as he set her down on the concrete in front of him.

"You're my hero!" She wiped snot from her nose and then wiped her eyes.

It took everything in him to not look disgusted at her action. But he did manage to smile a bit at her words, waiting until after she wiped her hand off on her little dress to offer her a fist bump. Still gross but wasn't as bad.

"There's better heroes out there kid. But remember it. Maybe you could do stuff like this one day." He said quietly, not letting a single other f*cker hear those words. He reached forwards and gently patted her head before he stood and offered his hand to help the small girl up. She couldn't have been older than five.

He walked her back to where her mother was and gave her one last smile and another fist bump before he returned to where the injured people were. "Is he going to make it?" He asked one of the paramedics, motioning to the man with a cup in his head.

"Of everyone he is the most injured, but it looks like everyone is going to be ok. We'll do our best. Thank you for doing your part." They told him. He gave a slight nod and huffed. G*d it was so hard not to yell at all these people. He felt way too nice right now.

He looked at where the Cops were talking to the witnesses, trying to see exactly what had happened to make the car swerve. Or seeing if it was intentional.

He huffed. It most certainly wasn't intentional. Sura was the nicest woman he'd ever met. Personality-wise she was like a female version of Deku. Though he didn't despise her anywhere near as much.

"Hey! You!" Someone asked from the crowd of people talking to the cops. It was someone's kid. G*d. Another kid. Three kids in one day. This one was at least a little older.

"What do you want?" He questioned, slightly harshly but he at least avoided using language.

"Who are you!? Are you a new hero!?" The little boy asked, offering a piece of paper and a marker. Did he seriously want an autograph!? There weren't even any villains. The most heroic thing he did was jump in front of the car. And that wasn't even a big deal. Though these were kids who were amazed. He would have been far more confused if adults were freaking out about him saving like two people.

"I plan to be. You can just call me Bakugou." He said as he crouched down and signed his name on the paper, putting a large X behind it with the blood from his cheek.

"An X? Is that your mark?" The kid asked excitedly.

"Sorta. If I had my uniform, it has a big X on it. Maybe you'll see it one day." Bakugou smirked a bit at him. He took his phone from his pocket and showed him his phone case that had the X on it. They both looked back to the crowd as someone called a name, it obviously being the boy's name. "Go back to your mom. She's probably freaking out." He gently nudged the kid and watched as he ran back to the crowd, showing off his blood-stained autograph.

He huffed as he watched. "You all good?" He questioned the paramedics and the cops. They nodded and Bakugou disappeared into the crowd, continuing on his way to the store, turning his hearing aids down slightly so he couldn't hear the chatter of the people on the street too well. He pulled his phone out and glanced at the messages.

'You there yet?~Kiri'

'Dude it's been a bit~Kiri'

He huffed at the other three worried messages he'd received.

'im fine - ill tell you about it when i get back~Baku'

~

He continued to the store, bought the hair dye and some glasses cleaner since he was nearly out and then returned to the school, flopping back onto his bed in the dorms exhaustedly. He groaned tiredly and looked at his glasses with the blood on them.

He pulled out his glasses cleaner and scrubbed it off, holding them up to the light to see if they were clean. 

The light on his door lit up green with Deku's face. He stood and opened the door, turning his hearing aids up. "The f*ck you want Deku?" He questioned with a frown.

"Oh- you actually answered. Um. Ah. Well I was talking with Eri today! And Aizawa-sensei. We thought that maybe when Eri learns to control her quirk, she might be able to reverse your injuries and restore your hearing!" He exclaimed in his squeaky-a*ss voice.

Bakugou glared at him quietly. Did he think that he was too weak and needed to have his hearing fixed? Just like how everyone else thought he needed to drop out of the hero course? Plus didn't this girl wipe someone out of existence and nearly kill Deku himself?

Was he trying to get him killed!?

"I'm fine." He shut the door and moved back over to his bed, flopping back down. It was getting late. It was nearly eight and he was ready to go to bed. He hadn't even studied at all for school yet. G*d this is why he didn't do friends. He could have studied and trained but instead he went around with Kirishima and then ended up going and saving people somewhere.

"Bro! Dude today was great!" Kirishima exclaimed as he just opened the door and walked in, shutting it behind him and moving to sit next to where Bakugou was laying on the bed. "Me and Tetsutetsu went to the class 1b dorms and hung out for a while, and I took him to the eye dilating place and it turns out, we both love manliness!" He exclaimed. "Oh and bro there was this other guy over there, he was pretty chill. Then I went and found Kam and dragged him over there and we played video games for a while. It was epic man. And yeah I'm only saying that because I won the game." He paused for a moment and looked down at where Bakugou was staring up at him tiredly. "You don't even have your hearing aids in do you?" The redhead questioned with a sigh. Bakugou ignored him and raised a brow.

"I'll text it all to you later then. You're lucky I love you bro. Repeating everything sucks sometimes man." Kirishima huffed as he plopped back to lay down and rolled onto his side to look at Bakugou, propping himself up with his elbow. His brows furrowed suddenly. "What happened...?" He questioned as he moved his fingers to Bakugou's cheek, brushing them over the fresh wound.

"Repeating everything sucks? You only have to say it all once dumba*s." Bakugou commented, revealing that he had heard all of that.

"You could have said something sooner! I don't know, maybe when I asked if you had your hearing aids in!?" Kirishima gently shoved him as the blonde chuckled.

"I got hit with a piece of metal." Bakugou explained, ignoring the other words and instead going for the answer to the other thing. "I went to go get your hair dye and a car swerved and hit a building. Nearly f*cking hit a mother and her daughter. I had to knock them out of the way."

"Oh! Was everyone ok!?" Kirishima questioned, worry moving across his face.

"Don't know, I didn't stay to make sure. Once the cops and sh*t arrived and they said there was nothing else I could do, I went on. There was a guy with a glass cup in his head though. A bar is what the car crashed into. So he probably had alcohol all over his head too. I would say the driver was a d*mn moron but it was Sura." Bakugou continued, nodding at the shock that moved across his boyfriend's face.

"Sura? G*d man, I hope she's ok. I hope everyone is ok. But at least nobody died on the site right? So you must have done well." Kirishima laid his head back down on the pillow, still on his side.

Bakugou shrugged. "It was a simple job. It only would have been a threat if that car had gone further into the bar, or if there was a villain driving. That little girl I saved got snot all over my band shirt, so much that it soaked through and got on my skull shirt. It's dried now but I haven't had a chance to change yet. I gave another kid an autograph. Bet you those two kids are gonna try to become heroes too." Bakugou mumbled as his gaze moved to the ceiling and he smiled a small bit. Kirishima slid a little bit away from him on the bed.

"That's nice but go change." Sharky spoke. Bakugou looked back to him and raised a brow.

"You sure you don't want to cuddle Kiri?" Bakugou smirked as he reached for the boy and tried to pull him in, but he shouted and shoved him back. The blonde chuckled and got up, taking off both shirts in one go and tossing them to his laundry basket.

"Wait, you actually have a basket and not a chair?" Kirishima questioned as he sat up, examining the laundry basket and how he had thrown both shirts into it from across the room. Bakugou turned and looked back to him.

"You... g*d Kirishima you don't even have a laundry basket? I swear to g*d I'm going to have to teach you too much sh*t. Study, cleaning, everything." He huffed as he pulled out another shirt and pulled it over his head, moving back over to the bed and plopping down next to him again.

"I'm not that bad. Everyone has a laundry chair. I bet a majority of the class has one." Kirishima whined a small bit.

"Whatever." He huffed as he took his glasses off and one of his hearing aids out, leaving the other one in so he could still hear the other boy. He then turned and gently wrapped his arms around him. "Deku came and tried to tell me that little girl with red eyes can somehow fix me." He spoke, tilting his head up slightly to look at the boy.

"Eri? Fix you? As in your hearing?" Kirishima asked, surprised. Bakugou nodded. "Her quirk is so dangerous Aizawa has to stay with her at all times to make sure she doesn't hurt anyone! She can't go near you. I wouldn't let her even consider using her quirk on you. It's too dangerous..." The other boy frowned.

"Exactly... but Kiri, it would be nice to be able to hear again... without the constant headaches, the ringing, the echoing, the bleeding is annoying too now-"

"-your ears have been bleeding? Did you tell your parents? The doctors?" The redhead interrupted him.

"No. It started not that long ago, and it's only happened twice. I think that the f*cking doctors just messed up with the size... I'm going to f*cking shove these things so far up their as*es that they'll be passing them as kidney stones. They feel like they're too big for my ears." He tried to explain tiredly. He yawned and blinked his eyes a few times.

"Well then we'll text your parents and try to get it fixed. And... back to the other part. It would be nice for you to hear without help. But it's still unsafe right now. I wouldn't risk that. Never." Kirishima tilted his head down and pecked the other's lips, making them both smile, Bakugou covered it up by shifting his head so that it was in Kirishima's neck, tightening his grip on him slightly.

"I thought you weren't the cuddly type?" The voice questioned as he closed his eyes.

"I'm not. I'm just going to sleep sh*tty hair."

"It's not even eight yet, bro."

"So? I'm tired. You're exhausting. F*ck off." He mumbled.

"You want me to go then? Let you sleep?"

"No. We still have to do your hair. Text the idiots and get them to get their a*ses over here because I don't know how to dye hair." He groaned. He felt Kirishima shift and heard the soft tapping of texting, the little 'ding' of sending the message and then Kirishima kissed the end of his nose.

"You're a lot nicer and adorable than you let on to be huh?" Kirishima questioned. He tightened his grip slightly, opening his eyes just barely to see the other boy, who had started laughing.

"F*ck you." Bakugou grumbled as he let go of him and rolled over, letting go of Kirishima. "Just because I can't hear you out of that ear doesn't mean you can say things you wouldn't normally say to me when I can hear you, sh*tty hair." He commented as he felt the other's breath on his ear without the hearing aid in.

He stood and moved to the door as it was knocked on. "Bakugou! We saw you on the news!" Pinky spoke as she walked in and sat on the bed next to where Kirishima was now sitting up.

Pikachu and Tape followed in, taking their places on the floor, not taking their chances with being on the bed.

Since Bakugou didn't typically like that.

"The news?" Kirishima questioned. The blonde frowned and leaned against the door as he shut it.

"Figures, f*cking people kept taking pictures and videos." He shrugged and sighed. "What'd it say?" It seemed like they had gotten that article up real fast, saying as it had only been a few hours ago that it had happened.

"Was headlined 'U.A. Student saves Mother, Daughter and a bar of people from a reckless driver!' and I guess they got a whole bunch of quotes from everyone that saw it. It was pretty freakin' cool." Tape explained.

"Send it to me." Kirishima pulled his phone out and opened up texts in their group chat, Bakugou moved over to sit on the bed and read the article over his shoulder.

"She looks like Midoriya!" Kirishima grinned at the picture of the little girl with her mother.

"Oh my g*d it does." Pinky laughed and showed the boys on the floor.

"Just because I interacted with a girl that looks like f*cking Deku doesn't mean that I like Deku!" The blonde growled. As always, the others just laughed and continued talking on about the article, gliding on from that to other topics easily.

Eventually he just stopped listening and closed his eyes, arms wrapped around Kirishima as he laughed and quoted vines.

G*d they were all so annoying.

"F*ck ya chicken strips." Bakugou shouted after one of the others had mentioned it quietly. "Oh g*d stop with your wheezing. It's just- g*d I don't think I can even make myself say it." He groaned and moved his hand over his face exhaustedly. "Chicken nuggies." He growled out, doing his f*cking best to talk to them.

Kirishima fell out of his arms and off the bed he was laughing so hard.

At this point they were crying and gripping onto their stomachs. "You're all a bunch of weak f*cking dumba*s'. Let's go do sh*tty hair's hair and go the f*ck to sleep." He stood and moved over to his dresser, taking the hair dye from the surface and examining it.

"Oh I wanna do the actual hair part!" Pinky called as she stood, Bakugou grunted and tossed the box to her, nodding his head to the bathroom.

"That means we're the entertainment." The two idiotic boys spoke as they fist bumped, stood and moved into the bathroom.

G*d that was far too many people for such a small bathroom.

"Dude what the heck did you do to your toothbrush!?" Pikachu exclaimed as he held up Bakugou's toothbrush, the blonde quickly snatched it back and returned it to where it belonged, growling quietly at the sparky boy.

"Calm down Bakuboy. We're here to do Kiri's hair, not murder people." Pinky said as she glanced over the back of the hair dye box. "Your shower is weird so go change into something you don't like and then sit down in it." She ordered. He stared at her, shocked for a moment. Since when did /anyone/ order him around? He looked to Kirishima to see if he was possibly dreaming.

The redhead only chuckled at his reaction. The blonde glared back at Pinky. She waved him off towards the door and he held up a threatening hand. "Kiri, looks like he needs help." Pinky said with a smirk.

"Like hell I need help! I can do it just fine on my own you f*cking b*tch!" He shouted at her. She nodded and waved him off again. He hissed and was dragged back out of the bathroom by Kirishima.

"I don't know why she wants you to do it either but may as well." Kirishima chuckled a bit and made his way back to the bathroom, glancing back with a stupid grin as Bakugou huffed in annoyance and slid out of his shirt.

He only had one outfit that he didn't particularly care for. It was too simple, and far too colorful. Which the idiots had to point out the very moment he saw them. It was simply old pajama pants with a white t-shirt that had been splattered in paint from when his parents painted his room in their home. He didn't even know why he still had it.

"Alright now sit. I need you to be a pillow." Pinky continued to boss him around. He narrowed his eyes at her, though she proceeded to place her hands on his shoulders and carefully shove him to sit down.

"Just because I let you all dumba*ses talk to me doesn't mean it's ok to touch be pink a*s freak!" He shouted at her. She flicked his forehead and he nearly lost it.

"Just do what you're told before I kick you out." She shook her head disappointedly and motioned for Kirishima to sit down, getting down to the floor herself.

~

It ended up actually making sense what she was doing.

She had Kirishima lean back against Bakugou so that she could easily access all of his hair. Bakugou was kind of like a human barber chair. That felt like the best way to explain it. Tape had made a comment on it one and ended up being blasted against the wall.

Now they were halfway done with sharky boy's hair and were simply talking, Bakugou doing his very best to not kill them.

"So, how exactly do you two work....?" Tape questioned as the previous conversation had lost their interest. The black-haired weirdo was sitting on the bathroom counter, halfway in the sink.

"You mean like how the boyfriend thing is?" Kirishima questioned, doing his best not to move his head as Pinky carefully ran a dye-soaked brush over it to stain his hair to the desired color.

"I mean, yeah." Tape shrugged a bit.

"I'm also curious about this now." Pikachu piped in from his spot on the floor, a phone charger wire hanging out of his mouth. "Cause I've always known Kiri liked him, but never realized the feeling was mutual."

"Well it was none of your f*cking business to begin with nosy little brat. I like him, I have for ages. It's been obvious he likes me. End of story." Bakugou snapped at all of them. He leaned back against the wall of the shower, glancing down at where Pinky was doing the last bit of his hair.

"Well I mean, I like Sero, but me and him aren't dating." Pikachu commented as he motioned to Tape, both of them nodding.

"Well yeah. I guess we could just be really close friends. We don't really do anything that's actually couple-like..." Kirishima shrugged. He looked down at the boy's head in his lap and frowned, raising a brow.

"The f*ck is that supposed to mean? I thought we agreed on everything-"

"- We did! We did, I don't mean that I don't like the way we are now. I still consider you my boyfriend, even without us going on dates or anything. It doesn't matter, I like you, and I guess you like me so we're good. We're bros either way." The shark boy grinned, the blonde opened his mouth to speak again but was cut off by pinky.

"Oooh! That makes me wonder when you first started liking him, aye?" Pinky suggested, looking to the others as they nodded eagerly. He flipped them off.

"A long time ago." He muttered.

"That's no answer! We now need the tea. Spill it." Pikachu pleaded. 

He glared at them all.

"I don't f*cking know. It just happened. It could be the first time we went hiking together. It could be back when All-Might lost his powers, it could be all the times I've ever heard he got hurt. I don't f*cking know. Maybe I've always loved him. F*ck off with your stupid dumba*s questions. Talk to him. Not me." He closed his eyes with a frown. It was way after ten now, all he wanted to do was sleep. He peeked his eyes open when there was a silence. They all were staring at him with wide eyes. "What the f*ck?" He questioned.

"Nothing." Pikachu mumbled quietly.

"Moving on..." Kirishima quickly urged, motioning his hands around wildly. He still didn't understand what had shocked them so much. Did he say something they didn't know about? No. They had to know that they had gone hiking together.

He brushed the thought away, simply moving on from it.

"We have the quirk weaknesses training tomorrow right?" Tape questioned after a long while of silence from all of them.

"Yeah I think so." Sparky frowned and looked at his phone.

"We've got work studies in the morning." Kirishima said as he sat up. Alien had finished his hair and now they were just on the part that they had to wait for it to set in.

"We do? You never f*cking thought to let me know? G*d I'm going to have to wake up so early in the morning." He groaned, tossing his head back. Kirishima began to talk about it but Pikachu cut him off.

"Aye Bakubro- did you get Kiri's hair dye on your shoulder?" He questioned suddenly.

"No? Kiri never got near my shoulder- oh." He looked at his shoulder and then moved his hand to his ear. He was bleeding again.

This time it was way worse.

"Call the hospital." Bakugou ordered.