Fractured Hearts || Bakugo & Reader
howdy owdy all this was originally intended to be shippy but also it's not really coming across that way and also i wanted to write and post something before work so enjoy this lil drabble because as like many other fanfic writers the reader insert is at least based a little in myself and my experiences, this one is entirely based in the idea i'd personally give bakugo shit for his heart since i had open heart at a young age lmaoooooo
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“Hey, Bakugo, you actually drinking today or is that soft drink?”
“Who let you drink?” Bakugo’s voice is flat as you sit on the other side of the table to him, next to Kirishima.
“Me, myself, and I. You still too scared to because of doctors?” You ask, quirking an eyebrow at him. “It’s been 8 years since you blew your heart out, a drink now and then won’t hurt.” You snort before having a mouthful of your own drink.
“Speak for yourself, idiot, personally I’m not looking for any more issues.”
You shrug airily. “What can I say? I have more experience with doctors fussing over your heart, but as usual you did have to take out the top spot and all. I mean seriously, you just had to go and get the fuckass scar from it you did.”
Kirishima barks out a laugh, shaking his head between the two of you. “You’re still on that? It’s been years, man!”
You snort again. “I’m just saying, I may not have had a choice in how my scar turned out since they kept it small because I had open heart at four, meanwhile Great Explosion Murder God over here decided to blow his heart out at 17 and give some of us heart attacks or near enough.”
“Oi! It’s not like I was trying to!”
Your hands fly up to your shoulders, palms open, a look of pure (exaggerated) innocence on your face. “I never said you were trying to, did I? Kirishima? Midoriya? Todoroki? I simply said you did. Didn’t say it took any effort on your part, now did I?”
Kirishima cackles at this, leaning over to your shoulder.”Oh man, they’ve got you there, Bakugo!”
You smile as innocently as you possibly can as you have another mouthful of your drink.
“It’s an understandable decision if he chooses not to drink alcohol though, from both a regular health perspective as well as doctors recommendations.” Todoroki chimes in.
You shrug your shoulders. “I’m aware, I don’t drink much personally, this is actually the first time I am in I’m not sure how long. I’m just giving him shit as I have been since he decided he needed a scar as explosive as his quirk. And that he needed the more impressive scar from heart related issues.” You turn back to Bakugo without missing a beat. “How often are they wanting you for checkups, anyway? I’m technically overdue for one but also I couldn’t care less anymore, and mine used to always be every 3-4 years growing up.”
Bakugo makes a vague noise in response.
“Wow. Great. So helpful.” Your voice is flat as a spirit level. “Forgive me for giving you shit in one breath and asking a question in the next. You know you can get them to put notes on your file about heating up the ultrasound jelly if it’s too cold, right? I think I’ve not had to deal with cold jelly since I was like…8 or 9?” You think for a moment, then shrug.”Not important really, the important part is that you don’t have to suffer with cold jelly.”
“And you’ve been saying this shit since school.” Bakugo mutters.
“And have you listened to me yet?”
