I took a deep breath in and opened my eyes. I was met with a black cloth in front of me and pulled back to see I had my face planted in Bakugo's back. I carefully sat up and saw that Bakugo was still asleep, peacefully.

Getting a good look at his face now, he had some bags under his eyes. But they didn't look as bad as they have lately.

After what Shoji and Kirishima said last night, I wouldn't be surprised if this was his first decent sleep in the two weeks that he's been back.

I looked at the time and it was almost time that I had to get up anyway. I carefully slipped out of his bed and creeped out of his room.

I walked back to my room and got ready from class today. As I was slipping my shoes on, there was a knock at my door. I opened the door to see Kirishima.

"Morning y/n." He said with a big smile.

"Umm, morning?" I asked him. Nobody ever tried to talk to me before, unless they absolutely had too. And it kind of scared me that he was so bright and bubbly at this time in the morning.

"Can I walk with you to class?" He asked and I flinched a little.

"Sure?" I asked him and grabbed my bag.

We walked for a while in silence, and I could tell that everyone was kind of staring at us. At me or at Kirishima for walking with me, I couldn't tell.

"I wanted to thank you for last night." He finally said something.

"For making Bakugo shut up?" I asked him. I thought he was going to say yes, but he surprised me.

"No, for helping him." Kirishima told me. "He's been like that for weeks, but we haven't been able to get him to say anything. The first night it happened, I was barely able to bust down his door and he screamed at me to get away from him. When I tried talking about it the next day, he just told me to shut up and walked away."

"I'm sure I just made it worse, when I grabbed him." I said and looked at my hands. "When we sparred and again when I tried to wake him."

"Well, whatever happened." Kirishima said. "He let you help him. And I just wanted to say thank you for that."

"All I wanted was to apologize." I told him.

"For what?" He asked as we entered class. He walked me over to my seat, which was right in front of Bakugo's desk.

"For scaring him." I said and set my stuff down.

"Well that's not something you did on purpose." Kirishima told me. "He grabbed you. We all know what your quirk is capable of. He went into that match with a clouded head."

"Yeah I know." I said.

"Don't apologize for something you can't control." Kirishima told me and patted my shoulder. I jumped as he walked away and looked down at my shoulder. No one has ever tried to touch me like that. And even though I had plenty of clothing on, it was still surprising.

I sat down in my seat and got my stuff out for class.

"Is your throat okay?" I heard and looked up. Bakugo was right in front of me.

"What?" I asked him.

"Your throat?" He asked again and pointed at me. "From yesterday."

"Oh, yeah." I said and placed my hand over my throat. I had been surprised that it hadn't bruised. But other than it being tender for a couple of hours, there wasn't any major damage.

"Good." He said and sat down behind me. I decided that not saying anything about last night was probably best. Maybe he'll just think it was part of a dream or something.

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"Alright class, that's it for today." Mr. Aizawa said, and dismissed us. I started packing up as a folded piece of paper got tossed on my desk. I looked up to see Bakugo walking away from my desk, and towards the door with Kirishima.

I picked up the note and opened it.

'Come back to my dorm tonight, at seven.'

It said.

Great.