Point of Impact ?Katsuki Bakugo?

CHAPTER TEN

Mina pulled a card. 
 
Read it. 
 
Grinned slow. Dangerous. 
 
“Tactical Closeness Assessment.” 
 
The room groaned. 
 
“Oh no,” Kaminari said, already half-laughing, half-panicking. “I’m not emotionally stable enough for this one.” 
 
Mina held up the card like she’d just drawn Exodia in a game of emotional Yu-Gi-Oh. Her grin was nothing short of unhinged.

“Pick two people. One sits in the other’s lap. They have to act like a couple for the rest of the game.”

The circle groaned in unison.

“Nope,” Kaminari said, already trying to crawl backwards. “I am not emotionally stable enough for this kind of theater.”

“We already are a couple, dumbass,” Jirou muttered, yanking him back down by the collar.

Kaminari folded instantly. “Fine. I’ll suffer beautifully.”

Kirishima just leaned back on his hands, lips twitching. “I mean, I’m spoken for. Sorry, chaos.”

Mina didn’t even blink. “Oh, I’m aware.”

She turned.

Eyes locked on Aurelia.

And grinned.

Aurelia’s brows lifted. “Don’t you fucking—”

Mina pointed dramatically.

“Aurelia. Lap.”

Aurelia blinked. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me,” Mina said sweetly. “You’re the sitter.”

Aurelia stared like she was trying to burn a hole through the air with sheer willpower. “Why. Me.”

“Because if you sit in his lap, he will combust. And we like his eyebrows where they are.”

Bakugo, who had been silent for an entire era of mankind, suddenly snapped, “I’m right here.”

“Exactly,” Mina said, turning on him with the glee of someone who had been waiting for this moment since the first time they shared a balcony. “And you’re not moving fast enough.”

Bakugo’s eyes cut to Aurelia. The tension in his shoulders spiked like a live wire under pressure.

“No,” he said.

Mina beamed. “Yes.”

“I said—”

“You get her lap or her in yours,” Mina interrupted, voice syrupy and savage. “Pick one, Ground Zero. You’ve been eye-fucking her since she walked in, and we’re all tired of pretending we don’t see it.”

Aurelia groaned and dropped her head into one hand. “I hate you.”

“You love me,” Mina chirped.

Jirou raised her drink. “We all love you right now.”

Bakugo’s jaw flexed so tight his teeth could’ve cracked glass. “You’re insane.”

Mina just shrugged. “Unmedicated and thriving. Now. Aurelia. Sit.”

The silence cracked like tension wire.

Bakugo didn’t move.

Didn’t protest again.

He just widened his stance slightly. Braced one arm behind him. Set the other on his knee. Stared directly at Aurelia.

An unspoken dare.

Aurelia looked at him. Slow. Measuring.

Everyone was watching now. No pretense.