we are bulletproof: the eternal - bts

One job y/n! You had one job! Don't get found out by dad's students! You tell yourself, mentally clawing out your hair. It's worse living under the roof of the future pro heroes of japan, fighting against the villains and saving the cities until they're parading your business. You were shocked to be discovered in a short amount of time. However, your father warned you to be cautious of the lucky few, who were smart enough to piece everything together quicker than the bottom of his class.

Clearing your throat, you grabbed a tissue to wipe your face dry and crumbled it up in your hand. At this point, there's no need to hide. "H-how'd you guess?"

"Your quirk obviously, dumbass—Mr Aizawa doesn't close his eyes when his quirk is activated. Your quirks are the same except you heal people and your eyes turn green," Bakugou clicked his tongue, folding his arms over his chest. Adding on, he looked over your baggy eyes and the eye drops in your hand. "Plus, you're the spitting image of someone who lives off seven cups of coffee."

That was very descriptive. You raised a brow, dropping your tissue in a bin. "Well, that's the first time someone has told me that, and you're not wrong, Bakugou. I'm his one and only daughter,"

"That means you're the one who moved into our dorm, right?" The blonde claimed, making you sigh. You nod your head, and before Bakugou could say another word, your ringtone went off in your pocket. You excused yourself, answering the call. Like the last time in the library, the call sounded urgent when you let out a little gasp followed by an 'oh no,'.

"Damn it, not again," You said beneath your breath. "I'm on my way. Can you wait until I get there?"

Bakugou took this as his cue to leave and could hear a baby cry through your phone. You assured the person on the other line, hanging up as soon as you finished. Quickly, you packed up your things without noticing that Bakugou left you alone and made sure the space was tidy. You guessed he wanted to stay quiet, but when you turned around, he was gone.

"He must've of went back to class," You said, slinging your bag over your shoulder. On the infirmary bed, you found his mask hanging over the edge. "—and he left his mask,"

Walking out of the infirmary, you could hear Recovery girl greeting the blonde walking by, and you quickly called out to him, waving his mask in the air. You stop in front of him, holding out his gear. "You left this on the bed,"

Bakugou took his mask back, and you told him. "Please don't tell anyone about me,"

"Why not?" He asked, wrapping the fabric around his head. Curiosity presents itself as questions, the kind you're not ready to answer for a complete stranger. Almost felt like you're being interrogated by police for a heinous crime you're guilty of.

You scratched your chin, replying. "It's complicated simply because of my dad, who is gonna lecture me about it like it's my last day on earth"

"You're worried about a stupid lecture," Bakugou chuckled, adjusting his mask and pushing it up like a headband. To you, lectures are your father's greatest weapon besides his eyes and combatant skills. You always find yourself facing hours upon hours of endless lectures and lessons. Most will have to do if you don't turn to him for help or forget something.

"To you, they sound repetitive and stupid—I've known my father my whole life and trust me, you're lucky he hasn't expelled you yet like a class he used to teach," You said, clapping your hands together.

"Tch, he can try! I would blast his ass all the way to hell. Now answer the damn question!" He ordered, his voice sounding serious.

"As I said before, it's complicated. I'm begging you here. Please, don't say anything, or I'll never hear the end of it." You said. Bakugou rolled his eyes, walking away, mumbling 'whatever', and you let out a huff, as your eyes stayed on his back. Recovery girl taps your leg with her syringe cane.

"A strange boy, isn't he?" The old woman asked in a mocking tone.

"He's not the worse I've come across in a long while. I hope he's not the snitching type. I don't need any more of those in my life right now," You said, rubbing your temple. Recovery girl hums, patting you on the wrist in the way of comforting you. "Then there's his classmates living in the dormitory that I have to deal with now,"

"I'm sure your new dormmates will be happy to meet you and little Kazuko. They've dealt with many hardships, but I believe they'll welcome you with open arms," Recovery girl reassured you, making you let out a long breath. "You also have your father with you, every step of the way. Here in UA, you're in the hands of future pro heroes, deary. Remember that."

"I will I promise but I should go before Kazu screams the nannies head off," You sighed, imagining the chaos your child has caused.

"Then take these chocolate bars for you and your baby. Make sure you eat them before they melt," Recovery girl instructs, pulling out a couple of chocolate bars from her pocket. You bent down, took the candy into your hands and thanked the woman. "And good luck at the dorms, making some new friends to keep you company every once in a while"

You kept your phone in hand, taking off down the hall opposite of where Bakugou was heading. Urgent messages are what had you on your feet, especially if the nanny is needed at other places. It's a good thing your apprenticeship can only run for a few hours every day, so you're there when Kazu needs you most.

Once you're outside the main building, you look up at the facility. In your head, you know Recovery girl is right about the future of every student attending the school. The hero course had indeed faced many hardships, the kind you can't say you've experienced yourself—now that's a different story. In this instance, you're stuck in UA until you're eighteen, and you can live your life ahead of others without having anyone tell you differently. Afford a new life with the money you've earned from the apprenticeship. Every day is a reminder to give Kazuko a better life like you wanted the moment he was born.

Later that night, you peeped into the common area behind a wall seeing everyone gathering around the tables. You counted everyone, and your dad holding Kazuko pats you on the shoulder, ushering you forward. You shook your head and took Kazu out of Aizawa's arms, pushing him into his class's vision. You shuffled behind the wall dodging the arm attempting to grab you as you heard someone speaking up. Aizawa frowned at you, shaking his head.

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