Some time elapsed and it got dark, quickly. All Midoriya could do was overthink about what was wrong with his classmates, where they went without them, and if they were okay. The only thing Bakugo did was inwardly sulk about an apology forming behind his lips. He knew he needed to issue one, since it has been long over due. They stayed quiet, and it was obvious a foot away, that they were starting to get restless.

"Maybe we'll die out here, and no one will find us. Maybe I'll succumb to my injury, it's a bad break after all."

"Shuddup twerp, this isn't the time for doubting me. I'll come up with a plan somehow — and I'll save the day, not you."

"Sure, kaachan, sure." Midoriya said sorrowfully. A dramatic pause elapsed, and they continued to stair straight ahead at the hole in the bus, looking at the intimidating rain. Suddenly Kaachan sneezed. this bothered Midoriya to the point where he had to make a point. "If you kept your power on five percent, we might make it really warm in here for the next couple of hours while we sleep."

Midoria tipped his head back and tried to straighten his leg, but let out a yelp. bakugo seen Midoriya in pain, wanted to help, but didn't know how he could. He started fixing up the split, but this caused Midoriya to weep. When he fixed his leg, he noticed it was a large gash, which scared the living life out of Bakugo.

"Don't look at your leg, Deku." Bakugo warned. Seconds later, he did and seen the gash. Afraid of getting an infection he flailed is harms, blabbering like a child. Bakugo shushed him and used his black headband as a bandage.

"Kaachan, you're mask."

"I can always get a new one, you can't get a new leg. Who else is gonna be the number two hero?" Bakugo said with a pinch of softness. Broccoli picked up on it fastly and let out a smile so wide that the exploding one wouldn't be able to avoid. The kindness leaking out of him made him venerable, and so he shamefully tucked himself back against the broken seat.

"Kaachan." Midoriya said softly a moment later. "Why do you hate me so bad?"

"So you did hear me talk to you the other night!" Bakugo screamed, nearly ripping his vocal chords.

"No I swear I didn't! But Now that we're sitting here like this, I really want to know. I followed you like a fan, always wanted to know more about you, but you didn't like opening up to me. Instead, it was the opposite, you just seemed to want to get rid of me. After a while, that kind of treatment wears on you. Honestly when you told me to jump off of the roof in middle school, I almost took your advice."

Bakugo's eyes widened seeing Deku start to bubble tears. The tension of not knowing when the rain would end, or kaachan's scilence manifested into a flatline moment. Bakugo lit his hand and lightly set it on Midoriya's shoulder, warming him. They stared at each other with a frown, but not of enemies, but something different. Even with him being jenerous, Deku knew things would only return to the way they use to be. With that floating thought in the foreground, Midoriya lightly pushed Bakugo's hand away.

"Hey, what gives?! You said you were cold, didn't cha?!" Bakugo snapped. Midoriya managed to turn away and whimper in agony, unable to face Kaachan.

"What's the point of being nice behind closed doors if you can't be kind to me infront of others? This isn't you — you're wreckless and angry. You explode over anything I say or do. I might as well not say or do anything. Actually you should go find help, and let me be alone to the elements. Maybe I do need a wolf or a bear to eat me alive. I'm good as dead in this condition and I'm just dragging you down. Actually I think I shouldn't even be alive considering" —

"You're going to make me say it, aren't you?" Bakugo mumbled, stoping Midoriya's long busy rant and his tears. Midoriay turned back and noticed Bakugo was tearing up. But why?

"Say what?" Deku pressed. Bakugo's lips quivered, he leaned in and kissed Midoriya. He didn't kiss act at first, as this was more than a shock. Moments later, Kaachan pulled away, his red eyes illumated bu his steaming left hand which lightly burned Deku's jacket.

"Ouch!' Midoriya whimpered.

"Sorry." Kaachan apologied meekly, retracting his hand and blushing. He slapped his face with his palm and hid his embarrassed expression.

"You kissed me. Why?" Midoriya mumbled clumsily, with his skating breath.

"Because, I"...

To Be Continued...