[Author's Note]

NO THE RUDE KID/BULLY DUDE IS NOT D E K U

Also oh whoops i tripped and spilled a cup of angst in this chapter heh heh uwu

Aye pay attention to the chapter name and stuff in the chapter

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Once they left, they were all packed into the car with Ashido and Jirou sitting in the front, Sero and Kaminari in the middle, and Bakugou with Kirishima in the farthest back, they decided on going out to a nearby arcade. 

As they waited to arrive, Bakugou just scrolled through social media apps that he had downloaded on his phone, while Kirishima drew random stuff on his cast as he laid his foot across Bakugou's thighs.

Though, it was when Kirishima started snickering that Bakugou happened to glance down to look at what he was drawing.

It was a stick figure, but with short spikey hair and an..angry looking.. face... "You fucking suck!" He smacked Kirishima's hand as the idiot started laughing. "Aw bro c'mon! It's looks great, doesn't it?" Kirishima pulled out another permanent marker from his backpack and handed it towards Bakugou.

He rolled his eyes before grabbing the marker from his hand, "Shut up." They both silently began drawing random stuff as everyone else talked over the music that played on the radio.

He smirked as he started writing, 'Kirishima likes d-'

"DUDE DON'T WRITE THAT!" Kirishima quickly smacked his hand to stop him from writing. "My mom's gonna see that when I go down for Thanksgiving!"

Bakugou snickered lightly and started to scribble over the words. "Yeah, whatever. You're just a baby."

Kirishima pushed his shoulder, "You're just a meanie." He mocked back.

"Yeah, yeah." He let out a sigh before beginning to write on the bottom of the cast.

'Break your ankle again and i'll kill you. 
-Katsuki Bakugou.'

Kirishima looked up and pouted at him, "Bro I can't see it if you write it on the bottom!"

"That's the point, dumbass." He closed the marker and tossed it onto the other's backpack.

"I swear if you wrote-"

"I didn't write anything that isn't family friendly, alright? Calm your ass."

"Alright, we're here~!" Ashido interrupted as she parked the car and turned off the engine.

Everyone unbuckled their seatbelts and proceeded to get out of the car. When Bakugou got out he looked up at the neon glowing sign at the top of the building and cringed a bit at the name.

'Gaming Ultra!'

He hoped it didn't suck as much as the exterior design.

They all walked inside and was welcomed with multiple arcade games that were set up and a prize area where you can trade in tickets. There was also a food area in the left corner with a few claw machines by it.

"Ah i'm gonna kick everyone's ass in Guitar Hero!" Kaminari grinned as they walked up to the small machine that exchanged money into tokens.

"I'd like to see you go up against Jirou! I'm sure she could beat you on expert!" Ashido lightly elbowed Jirou's side. "We could all place a bet!"

"No way in hell i'm wasting my money on a damn bet." Bakugou scoffed and grabbed his tokens, shoving them into his pocket.

"Yeah i'm too broke." Sero laughed as he got his own tokens. "Plus Bakugou will just scream at everyone if he loses the bet."

"Fuck off! All of you damn losers suck!" Bakugou yelled before stomping off in the direction of the hundreds of arcade games causing everyone to laugh as they followed behind.

~~

After battling each other in Guitar Hero for quite a bit, Jirou and Ashido split from the group to play some dance game, while the other four challenged each other in a car racing game.

Bakugou and Kirishima were battling for first place when Sero abruptly boosted past them, taking first place as he passed the finish line.

"Hell yeah!" Sero pumped his fist up as everyone else let out groans.

"You fucking cheated." Bakugou scoffed as he crossed his arms.

"You're just a sore loser, sorry dude." Sero shrugged with a smug smirk.

"I'll kill you scotch-tape!"

They all got up as they grabbed the tickets they earned and began searching for another game, "I still don't understand the context of that nickname." Kaminari spoke.

"Because he fucking waxes like a weirdo." Bakugou rolled his eyes as he glanced at each game they passed by.

"He does what?! Dude what the hell?!" Kaminari backhanded Sero's shoulders as his eyes slightly furrowed. "Isn't that painful?!"

"No! Not really!" Sero rubbed the shoulder Kaminari had smacked.

Kirishima spoke next, "But dude, you're literally ripping hair out of your skin."

Bakugou cringed at the thought of how painful it would actually be and shoved his hands deeper into his pockets where he fiddled with his tickets.

"I guess, I just got used to it! It's really not that bad, if you guys wanna try it out?" Sero offered.

"Fuck that."
"No thanks."
"Ha! Yeah no."

The three spoke in unison.

"Guys!"

They all turned around when Ashido called for them.

"You have to try and beat me at this dance game! I'm amazing at it!" Ashido leaned back and forth, her face flushed and sweaty from dancing.

"I'll give it a shot!" Kaminari challenged as he began following after Ashido towards where Jirou was waiting. The other three glanced at one another before following after the pink and yellow haired idiots.

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Sero let out a groan as he sat on the ground, wiping the sweat of his face. Both Kaminari and Sero were trying to beat Ashido on the extreme mode and were obviously failing. 

"How.. The hell.. Are you winning..?!" Kaminari panted out as he sat next to Sero and ran his fingers through his now messy hair.

"You both just suck." Bakugou shrugged, scrolling through his phone as he leaned against one of the games near them.

"Why don't you give it a try Blasty?" Kirishima nudged his side with his elbow. "Too scared to embarrass yourself?"

"Don't be stupid, I'm not scared." He growled at the other and shoved his phone in his back pocket. "I'll kill all of you in this damn game."

"It's not even a killing game dude!" Kaminari whined out at him.

"Shut up!" Bakugou stepped onto the platform with Ashido beside him, smirking like a champion.

"It was nice getting to know you Bakugou, but I'm gonna have to take you down!" Ashido and Bakugou slid in a token and placed the mode on expert.

"Keep dreaming Racoon eyes."

"For the last time, it's a makeup style! I don't have racoon eyes!" Ashido whined out before looking at the screen with a pout.

Bakugou watched as the colorful screen shined the words 'START!' as the music began to start.

The arrows came fast and Bakugou managed to react just in time. It had been a while since Bakugou had played a game like this, but of course he was hella good at it.

A smirked pulled at his lips when he heard Kaminari say, "Bro! You're keeping up!"

It wasn't actually that bad of a game. It was challenging, which Bakugou enjoyed, and was kind of a work out.

He smirked as his points were a bit more ahead of Ashido's.
He could also hear the other idiots cheering for him from behind.

"You got this Bakubro!"

"C'mon dude you're in the lead!"

                             ...

Flashback~

Bakugou had another kid's shirt clenched in between his fist and his arm swung down just as much as the kid's arm swung back up, punching Bakugou in the face.

He could hear kids in the background, yelling for the other kid to kick Bakugou's ass.

"Put him in his place!" is what many of the other middle school kids yelled.

Bakugou clenched his teeth harder when he heard them cheering for the other kid.

'Why is no one ever on my side?'

He punched the kid harder, holding him against the ground.

'I'm not a terrible person!'

The thoughts roared in his head and soon enough his body was yanked back. He kicked his legs and swung his arms, wanting to be released. "Let me the fuck down!"

The principal had came in and was the one who grabbed Bakugou. A few other teachers came in as well, checking if the other boy was alright.

Bakugou hated them all.

He wanted to leave.

He wanted to go home.

After struggling he managed to break free from the Principal's arms.

He looked around at the people that were circled around the fight scene.

They all looked at him the same.

Disgusted.

Bakugou felt his heart ache.

'You don't understand.'

Terrible.

'You never can.'

Terrible.

"No one ever will.'

Terrible.

'I know i fucked up.'

Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.
Terrible.

'But i'm not terrible.'

His hands smacked up against the doors as he pushed them open and ran outside of the school.

He could hear teachers yelling for him to come back and chasing after him.

His vision was blurry as tears formed and poured out of his eyes. His feet stomped hard on the ground and his hands clung onto the fence as he jumped over it.

The landing made his legs sting, but he didn't stop running.

Soon enough he made it far enough from the school and hid under the slide at the local town park.

He tried clenching his teeth and mentally yelled at himself not to cry.

He didn't want to be weak.

He wasn't weak.

Bakugou clenched onto his shirt where he could feels his heart pounding, like the organ itself didn't even want to be a part of Katsuki.

He could only imagine how furious his parents will be once the Principal told them everything and Bakugou was afraid that his parents wouldn't understand either.

Would it be best to not say anything and just deal with the consequences or explain his actions and possibly get help?

How could he decide that?

He was just a sixth grader, he shouldn't have to feel this scared and lost.

He didn't want to feel this way.

"You know.. To use a slide you have to be on it.. Not under.."

The tired voice startled Bakugou and caused him to hit his head on the slide. He hissed in pain and rubbed his head as he slowly looked over at the man that was squatting down next to him.

He looked tired as hell, and his black curly hair lazily blew with the wind. He was dressed in a police uniform and had his eyebrow raised at him in curiosity.

"Who hurt you?"

                          ...

Bakugou shook his head to get himself to focus. His legs were still moving, but he was slowly losing and getting further behind.

He glared at the screen and started to get back into rhythm, biting his lip as he tried his best to win.

Soon enough the screen faded and and the text, "PLAYER 1 WINS!'

Everyone let out groans as Ashido was announced winner again. "Told you no one can beat the great Mama Mina!"

"Let's go again! I just got distracted!" Bakugou aggressively slid in a coin, demanding a rematch and Ashido complied.

"They'll probably be at this all night." Sero laughed out.

"Let's go try and get more tickets."

Kaminari and Sero walked away and Bakugou glanced over to see Kirishima smiling at him. The redhead gave him a thumbs up and caused Bakugou's face to flush lightly.

'You and your stupid smile are really pissing me off..'

                           ...

After three more attempts, Bakugou finally claimed victory and both him and Ashido let out tired groans as they sat down on the floor next to the machine.

"Just watching you guys made me tired." Jirou spoke with a small smile as she stood infront of the two.

"Oi.." He breathed heavily, "Where's shitty hair..?"

Jirou's eyebrows raised a bit and she glanced around, "Kirishima? I think he went off with Sero and Kaminari."

Bakugou grunted in response and waited till he caught his breath to stand up and stretch.

"Going to find him~?" Ashido sang out with a teasing grin.

"Gotta brag on how I kicked your ass." His face heated up, but thankfully his face was already red from dancing.

He maneuvered his way through all the different games until he laid eyes on Sero and Kaminari, but there was no sign of Kirishima around the two.

"Hey dumbasses!"

"Yeah?" Kaminari responded, not taking his eyes off the screen as him and Sero battled some alien thing.

"Where the hell is Kirishima?"

"Err we got no idea dude, we thought he was with you and everyone else." Sero too never took his eyes off the screen.

"Thanks for the help shit-heads." Bakugou groaned out sarcastically before continuing to look through the entire arcade.

He glanced over at the sign above the bathrooms before pushing the door open the Men's.

He stepped in and shoved his hands in his pockets, "Kirishima?" His voiced echoed in the bathroom and he turned to see the 'missing' redhead leaning against the sink counter as he held a tissue up to his nose.

"Oi, you alright?" Bakugou noticed how the other looked a bit nervous or panicked as he realized Bakugou had came in.

"Yeah dude! Why what's up?" Kirishima smiled at him, but kept the tissue pressed against his nostrils.

"Your nose. What happened?" He walked closer, his eyebrow raising with curiosity.

"Ah, I tripped and smacked my face into the side of one of the arcade machines. It's not that bad, I'll probably have a nasty bruise though."

"Was it bleeding like last time?" He asked, referring to the time at the beach where Kirishima bled out a whole ass ton of blood.

"Nope! Was barely bleeding if i'm being honest!" Kirishima tilted his head lightly, keeping the bright smile on his face before throwing away the bloodied tissue.

"Are you sure? Did you even go see a doctor about that when I told you to?" Bakugou crossed his arms and watched the other as he began to wash his hands.

"Um no? But it wasn't anything then and it's not anything now. You worry to much broski." He grabbed a few paper towels and dried his hands off.

"Don't call me broski ever again. I fucking hate that word."

"You hate everything, but alright." He balanced on his crutches and nodded his head towards the door. "How about we battle each other in a few more arcade games, then we can grab something to eat."

"Whatever." Bakugou mumbled, still concerned about the other's random nosebleed. He walked out and held the bathroom door open for the other to walk out.

"What game's do you suck most at? Just so I can make sure I'll win." Kirishima laughed out as they walked through the arcade, waiting for a game to catch their attention.

"Bold of you to assume I suck at any games." He smirked over at him, almost challenging.

"Ohh right, my bad Mr. Bad Boy, how will I ever make up for assuming such awful things." Kirishima spoke, smirking back.

"Well first, drop that stupid nickname. I hate it." Bakugou scowled.

"You hate it because it's accurate."

"I have no idea why I decided to hang out with you." Bakugou groaned out.

"Yeah yeah, but hey! Let's play that basketball game!" Kirishima softly slapped his shoulder to get his attention and pointed to the said game.

"You and your damn sports.." Bakugou rolled his eyes as he followed Kirishima.

"Dude i'm not even good at basketball, so you have a chance at beating me." Kirishima laughed out as he slid the coins into the game.

"Like I believe that shit." Bakugou rolled his eyes, remembering the day Kirishima had caught the ball that almost broke his damn nose.

Kirishima pulled one of the crutches out from under his arm and handed it over for Bakugou to hold. He leaned against the other one as he grabbed one of the basketballs and aimed before tossing it into the basket.

Bakugou watched and let out small laughs whenever Kirishima would groan as he missed.

When Kirishima's round was over, Bakugou pushed the crutch back under his arm and slid in some coins after Kirishima had moved out of the way.

"If I win, you have to buy me food."

"Dude you saw how bad I was! Might as well not even play and we can just get food." Kirishima whined out.

"Already paid." He spoke as he picked up one of the basketballs with a smirk. "Oh and I get to write loser across your forehead."

"But dude!"

                             ...

  With no surprise at all Bakugou had won with a score 265 points while Kirishima only had a score of 169.

  Bakugou had gone out to the car to get one of Kirishima's permanent markers, while the other was ordering food for the both of them.

He scavenged through the pockets of Kirishima's messy backpack, pushing pass crumpled papers, pencils, and a bottle of pills until he found the black marker.

He locked and closed the door before heading back inside, scanning the area around until he saw the bright red haired idiot sitting at one of the tables with their food set across from each other.

Bakugou let out a content sigh when he sat down on the cushioned seat and almost immediately grabbed some fries and ate them.

"Geez man, not gonna say thank you or anything?" Kirishima asked as he held a bitten cheeseburger in his hand.

"You want me to thank you for losing a bet?" Bakugou stuffed more fries in his mouth before waving the sharpie to him and taking the cap off of it.

Kirishima let out a grunt as he set down his food and leaned over the table, allowing Bakugou to write 'LOSER' across his forehead.

Bakugou snorted out a laugh when he finished and Kirishima only pouted more as he stole some of Bakugou's fries for 'revenge'.

"You look stupid." Bakugou laughed out.

"Let me draw on your face!" Kirishima whined once again.

"Fuck that."

"But dude it's not faaaaair!"

"You lost the damn bet!"

"Cause you cheated!"

"How the hell did I-!"

"Sorry to interrupt." A worker spoke as she placed a milkshake down onto the table. "But here you boys go."

Kirishima looked up at the lady with a small confused pout. "I never ordered a uh..-"

"Another gentleman bought it for the both of you." She bowed lightly with a smile before walking away.

Bakugou now looked down at the milkshake. Taking in the small details, like how it was chocolate, the uneven amount of swirls in the whip cream, the rainbow colored sprinkles, how a bright red cherry was placed on top, and how there were two straws inside of the large glass cup.

The air felt tense and awkward and sadly Bakugou didn't really know how to fix it, so he just stared at the milkshake.

A few seconds passed of just silence, but Kirishima interrupted it as he reached over to the milkshake. "I call the cherry!" He cheered before grabbing the cherry and tossing it in his mouth.

And just like that, the tense air was gone.

Replaced with another childish argument.

"That's not fucking fair!"

                          ...

It was half past nine when they had dropped off Kirishima and Kaminari at their apartment. They all waved and said their goodbye's before Ashido began driving back to the college dorm.

Bakugou stayed in the way back so he could lay his legs across the now empty seats. He was tired as fuck and normally he'd be asleep by now.

He watched the random buildings and cars that they drove past, while faintly listening to the conversations the other three were having.

After a bit though, Sero turned towards Bakugou with a grin. "So how was that couples milkshake?"

It took Bakugou a moment for Sero's words to process and once they did, Bakugou's eyes widened with realization. "WERE YOU THE FUCKER WHO BOUGHT IT?!"

Everyone cringed up at Bakugou's loud volume and broke into laughter.

"It wasn't my idea, but I was the one who bought it." Sero said through his laughter.

Bakugou quickly moved forward to attack, but the seatbelt held him back from moving any further, forcefully keeping Sero out of reach. "YOU ALL FUCKIN' SUCK!"

Everyone continued laughing as Bakugou's face heated up, turning redder by the second.

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When they arrived back at the dorms Sero offered to walk the girls to their rooms and Bakugou didn't bother, since he was already tired as hell.

He stepped into the quiet dorm and tossed his backpack onto the floor in his room. He changed into his pajamas and walked into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

He aggressively moved the brush against his teeth with toothpaste before rinsing his mouth and face and looking up into the mirror.

He stared back at himself silently, but forced himself to look away when he felt a pit in his stomach and heard a quiet voice echo in the back of his head.

He stomped back to his room and groaned, hoping the small noises he made would shut out whatever echoed in his mind.

He closed his door and sat down on his bed, starting go scroll through his notifications to keep himself distracted.

'1 New Message From Old Man'

Bakugou let out a sigh before clicking on it.

                        6:00 pm

Old Man: I know you're busy with school work, but call me when you get the chance. We love you.

Bakugou crossed his legs and clicked on the call icon, holding the phone up to his ear as it began to ring.

His dad answered the phone quite quickly, "Katsuki, I'm surprised you're awake!" His father spoke happily into the mic of the phone.

"Yeah.. I was out with a few people." He mumbled as he reached down to fiddle with the ends of his pajama pants.

"You mean you were out with friends? That's great to hear! What did you all do tonight?" Masaru spoke as he walked around the house that Katsuki once lived in, alongside his parents.

"Went to an arcade.. It was lame as hell." Bakugou lied about it not being fun, though of course his father knew that.

"Ahh you do love those video games." Masaru said softly. "I'm glad you had a fun night."

Bakugou bit on the skin of his bottom lip. Talking about his feelings was rough, but he knew if he didn't he wouldn't be able to sleep well tonight.

He let out a shaky breath before responding, almost whispering his words out. "Do I deserve them, Dad?"

There was a small pause and Bakugou could hear his dad let out a sigh before talking again. "If you didn't deserve them, then they wouldn't be your friends Katsuki."

"But I-"

Masaru cut him off, "Listen, if you let your past mistakes control your life then you and the people who care about you are just going to be miserable." He paused for a moment. "Katsuki, you have such a bright light inside of you, and me and your mother are so very proud of how far you have come and I am so sorry that I couldn't fix all your problems for you, but whatever you went through back then has helped you shape into a better person and I know that you are working so hard to push forward with your life and you certainly are doing amazing and I couldn't be more proud. Do you understand that Katsuki?"

Halfway through his dad's entire damn speech. Bakugou had broke into tears. He choked back some sobs, but he was more than positive that his dad could hear him crying. Masaru allowed him time to cry and silently shed a few tears as well, he loved his son and he knew the things Katsuki had to deal with, but he had no doubt in his mind that Katsuki was a good hearted person.

Katsuki wanted to respond, wanted to thank his dad for telling him what he needed to hear, but was so caught up in his tears that he couldn't.

So his dad carried on the conversation.

"Aizawa stopped by earlier. He told me that one of your teachers think you're an amazing student, of course your mom made a big deal about it, so you probably have multiple texts from her."

Bakugou let out a laugh past his cries, trying to wipe the salty tears off his cheeks.

"Oh and also, I'll be picking you up the day before Thanksgiving so you can help me and your mother in the kitchen. We both know how bad I am at cooking."

"Ain't that the truth." Bakugou mumbled, his tears finally coming to an end.

"You sound tired, go ahead and rest. You can call me or your mother in the morning if you'd like."

He hummed in response, "Thanks.."

"Good night Katsuki, I love you."

"Night.. Love you too."

He waited for the small beep that signaled that the call had ended and got up to turn off the light.

He laid down on his bed and pulled his blanket over his body.

His phone lit up with a notification and Bakugou looked over at it, but didn't bother to pick up his phone.

'1 New message from Hair For Brains'

>Hope you made it home safe! Good night bro! also the marker stained my forhead and I've been trying to scrub it off for almost half an hour... Unlock to read more.

Bakugou stared at the message  until the screen faded to black.

He rolled over onto his other side and let his eyes close, slowly falling asleep.

Hoping for another lame day, filled with the same idiots.

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