#✿ ask willow
Note
How about hate but not actually. A guy like Deku or Kirishima is always helping everyone else, eager to chat their ears off. But as soon as you walk into the office something changes his smile drops and he immediately scurried off into his office or something. Never invites you out with coworkers doesn't offer to drive you home instead of taking the train as he does for others. You start to wonder what you did wrong crying to Mina about how he hates you and you must be a shitty person if someone like him hates you. "oh honey. He doesn't hate you, he wants to fuck you... desperately it's obvious."
oh WOOF......i think i would burst into flames if i heard this LOL thinking about it........knowing this would make the attitude more understandable LOL my feelings would be SOOOO hurt at first thought slfhafghahfa i would want to bury my head in the sand truly lajfahfah wow./w oof. you've.....given me much tot hink about aactually akfjfhf
#✿ ask willow#i initially was not a fan of this idea...but now tha you've framed it like this LOL#i am Thinkng
75 notes
·
View notes
Note
I like tech support Touya, who will purposely act confused as to what issue you’re calling him about and make you explain at length what it is you’re having trouble with on your work computer until he finally helps you. You’re to the point of aggravation trying to explain yourself. He knows what’s wrong, he is just bored and a menace.
not him asking, "have you tried turning it off and then back on again" qjfnfiskaklala just to keep you chatting with him he makes me SICK what a brat LOL he IS a menace !!
#✿ ask willow#ugh#you're already aggravated at your computer and then he is annoying too aifndiskak LOL#i would want to choke him#AND to make matters WORSE he's CUTE#truly terrible#this is so funny fren hehehe
55 notes
·
View notes
Note
Lol i don't think kirishima isn't shy about being naked either.
He's one of those dudes that walks around the house shirtless, goofily flexing infront of you and doing that air boxing shit (where he's pretending to throw punches at us) any chance he gets XD Omg he's such a GUY UGHHH... but such a good one <3
omg YEAH you're soooo right OMGGGG he's so cute. such a guy. flexing and air boxing. i'm going to die actually.
53 notes
·
View notes
Note
Your so right- Bakugo is such a “your practically live here” type. Like all of our stuff is already at his place. Were there when he gets off patrol and maybe once a week we go back to our place and it’s just like- why do I still have this place??
and and and when your lease is coming up, you casually mention it to him, and he tries to nonchalantly ask if you're gonna renew it 🥺 "don't have to, not like you stay there anyway," WHILE HIS EARS ARE PINK WAAAAHHH
53 notes
·
View notes
Note
Does shouto also start going around the house shirtless more often, once he realises the effect his impeccable abs and pecs has on us? XD
you know what i think shouto is one of those that doesn't mind either akfndidjakala and i think once he realizes he gets a little more attention, he's very :) LMAOOO he's so cute pls
21 notes
·
View notes
Note
omggg can we get more of the rockstar touya pretty pls 🤭🥹🫶🩷✨
i love the idea that touya just is so passionate about his interests 🥺 and it wrecks him more than he realizes that his dad does not support that ! 🥺 as a teenager, he's leaving the house all the time, coming back early, early in the morning 🥺 going to shows !! promoting his lil shitty band !! 🥺 and him and his dad fight about it so much, to the point that he just !! leaves !! steals enji's credit card to buy a van and hits the road 💀
and throughout his career, i think that's just always behind him, you know ! creeping closer and closer the older he gets 🥺 not having that approval, knowing his dad doesn't like what he does, really messes with him !!! and he's careless and reckless and doesn't care about his own health because why would he !!!
and he thinks the sudden and quick fame will make him feel better !! but it doesn't 🥺🥺 and he crashes and burns so hard, like has to disappear for a few years to get himself back together 🥺
and somehow, along the way, we come along 🩷
#✿ ask willow#something something about loving someone at their worst 🥺🥺🥺#i still havent decided how we come along.....#are we seeking help too !!#maybe !!
24 notes
·
View notes
Note
Hihiii willow!! I just had a thought about bakugo getting pissy/pouty because his partner sneezed and someone else said bless you before he could :')
I love picturing him just getting moody over the pettiest things ever lol 🤭
LMAOOO how cute ajfndjaka you two out at dinner and someone behind him says it, cue him whipping around in his seat all like 😒😒😒😒 tf ????? 😒😒😒 that's so funny hehehe i love picturing him like this too 🥹🥹
19 notes
·
View notes
Note
I’m gonna lose my mind over (not) ex husband touya AHHHHHHHHHH I am always pro happy endings especially with touya but I feel so much for reader bc I imagine they fought for him so hard to save their marriage and now he refuses to let them go !! like why does touya get to call all the shots and when does reader get to be happy? is what I imagine they’re thinking !! nonetheless I know they will get through this I believe in them 😤
you're right friend 🥺 they WILL get through this 🥹🥹🥹 i keep trying to imagine him giving in and signing the thing FINALLY, but i literally picture him sitting there staring at the documents with the pen in his hand and it just WON'T WRITE like he CAN'T do it !! the idea of letting you go officially is just. too much !! 🥺 idk if it's like. bc he still loves reader no matter what or he feels like—you're childhood friends ! ofc you have to end up together ! or if it has anything to do with the idea of getting divorced 🥺 like his parents 🥺 a mixture of all of it !!!!!! 🥺 but !! we love happy endings !!! 🥹🥹🥹
19 notes
·
View notes
Note
“bakugou nursing a horrible awful crush on you” in general is my absolute jam bruh
amen brother (gn) !!!!!
15 notes
·
View notes
Note
thinking of coming home to katsuki after a bad day and just. the weight of his presence is so strong yet so gentle and warm that you break down at the door and he’s all panicked because what the hell. just asked why you were so quiet and suddenly there’s sobs. would fuss over you the whole night. firm in taking care of you but his love is so gentle and tender. need him.
oh anon 🥺 my dearest 🥺 you've been holding it in all the way home bc you're so uncomfy !! and stressed !! and your clothes don't feel right on your skin and your head hurts and you feel anxious and irritated and and and 🥺 and when you get home, katsuki's there, earlier than you expected him to be—which also makes you upset, bc you wanted to have something ready for dinner by the time he got home 🥺
and he just kind of. glances up at you from his phone—some email he's writing; doing work while at home like always—and says a gruff, "hey," to which you don't respond 🥺 you just frown at him in the doorway, all crumpled 🥺 bc he's not supposed to be home yet !!!!
but 🥺 he's so soft in his sweatpants and hoodie and he looks relaxed 🥺 and you're finally home and—you are glad, really, that he's here too, so that you can change into sweatpants and sit on the couch with him and be relaxed and cozy 🥺
and he's just wrapped up in what he's doing, for the moment, so he asks you, "y'comin' in or what?" without looking up, and when you're still silent, he looks up to see your face drawn down and your mouth all open and you're covering your eyes bc they burn with all your tears.
and you're right he does panic LOL full on flips his phone out of his hands, socks sliding across the hardwood as he hurries over to you.
"oi, oi," he softens his voice, but there's a practiced urgency in it, a firmness in his grip when he pulls your hands from your face. "'s'wrong, huh?" and when you don't open your eyes, he gets close, enough to bump his forehead against yours gently. "oi, look at me,"
you weakly shake your head, and you're only able to imagine how awful your makeup has smeared. all your tears have made you instantly congested, and you almost don't even want to talk lest you get too snotty.
but katsuki doesn't budge, and so you breathe enough to say,
"i just had a bad day,"
and it's so pitiful LOL but once he realizes you're not hurt or in immediate danger, he just sighs and stands back up straight, before wrapping an arm around your neck and squishing you to his chest. he takes the bag off your shoulder and sets it on the ground and helps you out of your jacket, and then he makes you sit down on the couch and drink a big glass of water LOL
and he does take care of you 🥺 makes you dinner and doesn't let you argue with him about it, lets you cuddle up to him and stays off his phone as much as he can, leaves work at work, and then he gets in your bath without you even having to ask 🥹
HE'S A SOFTIE I ADORE HIM SO TY FOR GIVING US THIS IDEA 🥹🥹🥹
#absolutely panics LOL#and has to refrain from being like 'oh thank god' when he finds out you're not hurt LOL#ofc he doesn't want you to be sad 🥺 but he sees so much shit on the daily that he *can't* fix#so i think he feels like. alright alright i got this we're fine 🥹#i WANT HIm#✿ ask willow#✿ theme: domestic bakugou#✿ thoughts: bakugou#q
219 notes
·
View notes
Note
you don't know how much comfort your dragon king bkg drabble has given me ever since you posted it!! i keep reading it i love it sm 🥹
as it turns out, the man bakugou is — a bit harder to handle.
he sleeps like a heathen; you once thought the dragon bakugou to be a bit lazy, with how often he tended to curl up in the fields of grass, warm under the sun, but now — it would seem his little human form needs significantly less rest.
almost up all hours of the day, and when he does finally lay down, he's everywhere. a mess of limbs: one thrown carelessly out to the side and the other bent at an angle you can't believe doesn't hurt his joints. his head stays tucked into you somehow, either buried in your neck or pressed against your ribs — or you'll wake to find him nose-to-nose with you. he still snores like a dragon, however.
you're also beginning to wonder if there is a bottom to the pit of his stomach. he ate much before, whole fields of things, but you expected that appetite to dwindle, at least a little, now that his stomach has decreased considerably in size. and in number ? you're not even sure how many stomachs a dragon has; that's not something that was mentioned in the fairytales.
it burns through him quickly, gives him more energy than he needs, and it doesn't ever seem to affect his weight much. already, he's huge and thick with muscle and eating as much as he does never dulls the severity of his cut abdomen. not that you're looking all that much.
— not that you have a choice not to, as he seems to have little-to-no understanding of —
the door to the bathhouse kicks open, with enough force that you already know who it is without ever turning to look. you try not to shriek when you see him, because he seems to like that in some evil, impish way.
you've been alone to wash so far, thankfully, as the inn you'd managed to find was small and far enough out from the nearest kingdom that the occupancy was low — enough for you and your little brute.
the man bakugou comes to stand in front of the bath, blinking and huffing against the steam. finding clothes for him was — nearly impossible, and so the trousers you'd found hanging on someone's line outside fit above his ankles, a bit too tight around his waist. instead of a shirt, you've wrapped him in a scratchy linen, swaddled him up like a baby to cover the small smattering of scales that decorate his body, almost like freckles from the sun, though they gleam just as bright and red as they ever have. no matter his form.
a horn has started to sprout, on the right side of his forehead, and you've done your best to cover that, too.
you have no idea how long this man thing will last. if it's permanent or if he even has control over it. the last thing you need is for him to switch back, somehow, while you're in the middle of feeding him, absolutely demolishing whatever tavern you're in and calling all of king todoroki's guards to attention.
bakugou grunts, almost sleepy, and tosses a fat, weighty sack onto the edge of the bath. it jingles a certain jingle that makes your heart stop.
"oh, allfather—" you move for the edge, awkwardly keeping one arm against your chest despite the fact that he's seen it all by now. when you peek inside and confirm your fears, you lob it back to him furiously, as if it were a steaming potato. "where do you keep getting this stuff?"
things have started to turn up, miraculously. shiny things — like coins and rings and gems. things he could not have simply found rolling around in the dirt.
"go put it back!" you hiss at him, and the tone of your voice makes his frown deepen. you never realized how pouty he was, when he was still a dragon.
you think he understands you, and you're pretty certain he just chooses not to listen; instead of doing what you've told him in the slightest, he simply dumps the coin-purse to the floor, and then lets his linen and stolen trousers cover it as he unceremoniously undresses.
the biggest issue that you would say the man bakugou poses is — his complete lack of understanding of personal space.
"bakugou!" your voice wavers, shocked again by his nakedness. as if you haven't seen it all by now. "no, you — get out!"
but he does the exact opposite, which is hop into the steaming water, ignoring the arm you hold out to keep him away as he saddles up beside you. skin against scales, pressing a nose into your hair to huff out his annoyance, to make it something you can feel.
if anyone were to walk in right now, they would — probably think the lie you'd told the innkeeper was true. that you are a simple traveler and this is your mute, over-sized husband.
regardless, you think this behavior isn't polite. especially in a public bathhouse.
"bakugou," you try again, turning your face away as you speak to the wood-paneled wall. "i'm taking a bath, you have to wait your turn."
all you receive in response is another huff against your ear and a low rumble of disagreement from his chest.
he has yet to speak back, and has only used inhuman sounds as his points of conversation. the only word you've ever heard him utter is oi, which he does when he really thinks he needs your attention. you're starting to wonder if he's named you that in his head. oi.
curiously, you turn back to him and the movement has him pulling his face from your hair, just enough that he can look down at you, too. watch you, with the red-rippled sea in his eyes.
they're — amazing, you will admit. just as bright and detailed as they always have been. fit for a fairytale told by the fire, veiled by the soft-ash of his lashes. he watches you through them, half-lidded, and you wonder if it's something other than fatigue that has them so heavy.
"do you know what i'm saying?" you ask quietly, voice lacking the firm heat you want it to. instead it's heavy, too, weighted by something soft and unfamiliar and frightening. "can you even understand me?"
bakugou doesn't respond, not with a huff or a rumble or ever a purr, like the one he let out on the night he lay over you by the lake. you've only heard it sparingly since then, oftentimes in his sleep when his face is pressed into you.
you try not to frown at his silence, try not to let it disappoint you because it shouldn't; he's a dragon afterall, and you're not sure what it matters. the little horn protruding from his forehead catches your eye and you reach up to touch it gently, watching him blink away the water that drips from your wrist — and then he's turning into you again, too close.
beneath the water, you feel his hands skate up your bare thighs, wrap around your waist until your chest is pulled flush against his. you feel his huff, again, against the damp skin of your neck but it's slower, lighter. not laced with his frustration. some unknown thing you feel guilty for liking.
you drop your hand to his hair, rushing full force into all the damned things you've thought about doing but have been too afraid to. he's soft between your fingers, and you trace your nails lightly against his scalp until he groans quietly; a new noise, one you don't know how to translate.
your fingers stop when they brush upon little spines that have grown at the base of his skull, that have started to trail down the center of his back.
suddenly, tangled up in the bath with him, you wonder how much time you have left.
bakugou huffs again into your skin, a little fiercer this time, and it's because of his light jostling that you realize how rigid you've gone. you try to relax so that he will, too, though you must not do a convincing job, because a sharp nip comes to your earlobe.
"ow!" you squeal, but he doesn't let you go far, not even as you try to jerk away from him. in fact, the harder you try the more his teeth show: into your cheek and the point of your jaw and then dangerously low on your neck.
it's not until you finally freeze that he stops, huffing again, with a warmth that burns more than the steaming water.
and then, very quietly, he grumbles, "shitty wife," into your collarbone, just before biting you again.
#anon dear friend i am so happy you have enjoyed it !!! and that it has comforted you in some way !!#i am wrapping you up in a big hug and so is our bratty lil dragon🥹#this message was just so cute and i wanted to write more for you !!!#this is all for you my peach my plum 😌 thank you for being here and reading my silly things !! giving me a reason to share them !!!#how fuuuuunnnn i am enjoying him way too much LOL#he's a brat !! a biter !!! he does what he wants !!!#god this is going to become a thing on here isn't it LOL might as well start a tag because i have much more to say !!#the lil world-building i have done for this in my mind...you have no i dea LOL#thank you again dearest !!#he he he he said THIS IS MINE 😊#and by this he means YOU 👀#๑ remember me love: bakugou ๑#✿ willow writes#✿ ask willow#✿ thoughts: bakugou
1K notes
·
View notes
Note
Bakugo “throws his house key at you because he doesn’t know how to ask you to move in” Katsuki
This popped into my head and I can’t explain it-💀
LOL i do think that bakugou is not an asker ?? in the typical sense ?? he just kind of keeps asking if you're gonna sleep over LOL and if you have an excuse why you can't (work early in the morning, no clothes, etc) he's like, "do whatever y'want, but i can wake you up early if that's what y'r worried about," like. he's got an answer to all your reasons 😌
as far as giving a key, i can imagine him putting it on the counter or in the dish by the door and—you notice it ??? but you don't know why he has that, or you just think it's a spare, and eventually he's like, "'s'for you, you gonna take it or what ?" and looking down at his phone so you can't see his pink cheekies hehehe trying to be soooo nonchalant LOL
#or he just. purposely assumes you're sleeping over every night and when you make a move to go back home#he's like all pouting 'y'r not stayin'?'#WAAAHHH he's so cute i want to bite him#✿ ask willow#smorch maddie dear !!!#✿ thoughts: bakugou
163 notes
·
View notes
Note
i need more barbarian bakugo au or im gonna burst 😢😢
NOOOOOO bc !! ofc you know who he is, right ?? he's the next in line to lead your clan; you've seen him around your little village and at the smithy and felt the wind underneath the wings of his dragon as he flew overhead. you've stolen glances in the market, between the leatherworker's stall and the potter's kiln, and you've celebrated him along with your peers and you've watched him grow, from afar, into the kind of man that will come to be chieftain.
bakugou katsuki has always, always been—important. he was never among the litter of you that were escorted around by the clan childtender when you were just a young thing, nor was he ever involved in training for your first hunt or sat around the elders as the history of the clan was recounted to you; he grew up apart from the lot of you.
occasionally, his tender's would find him scuttling about in the fields with a tiny group of other boys, ones that were brave enough to wrastle with him in the dirt, or followed his commands closely enough that he allowed them to join him on unknown and unsupervised expeditions into the wilds.
you see him closely for the first time at his own nameday, at 16. it's a big celebration, a turning point in his young life, and he stands before the village with a face painted in the markings of a warrior, body unscarred and strong, and he hoots and hollers with all the etiquette of a feral child. which he might as well be, being raised by the kind of fierce chieftess that will no doubt go down in history.
your family offers a gift, as they all do, and it's you that climbs the steps of his family's hall and hand delivers it to him: a little clay dragon, a bit crude but made with care, that you've worked on for weeks. it's hard to tell how he feels about it, because he only stares at you in silence before huffing and puffing and baring his teeth at you, and then you're escorted back down to your family in the blink of an eye.
you orbit each other, distantly, though you never exchange more than a few passing words.
—so when the maidens that serve the bakugou family come to find you in the night, on the eve of katsuki's ascension to chieftain status, you're shocked to find he's taken lives and conquered settlements and tamed dragons and journeyed far and wide and grown to be the battle-hardened man that he is—but has never taken a lover.
and you're even more astounded to find that he's chosen you to be it.
#i had to cut myself off or i would have kept going LMAO#WAAAHHH HE MAKES ME CRAZY#maybe he even goes away for a few years#to fight in some war and he comes back less of a feral child and is suddenly a MAN#WHEW#oh man oh man oh man#he bares his teeth at you as a teen pls he's trying to show you how FIERCE HE IS 🥺🥺🥺#i have to go i have to stop i'll go insane you dont get it#✿ ask willow#✿ thoughts: bakugou
198 notes
·
View notes
Note
i think bkg would actually be so good at coaxing….. deep sexy gravelly drawl of his voice….. oh my god. when he mumbles and coos at you??? i’m dead. and i think not even in the nsfw context explicitly. even just if ure overwhelmed and have pent up frustrations that you can’t cry out, he’s soooo good coaxing it out and helping u through it after that when he babies you. this man is so fine
#WOOF#listen.WHEW#this surely is something isnt it#WHEE#just thinking sbout it is sooooo#i'm dead anon you killed me w this WOW#✿ ask willow#✿ thoughts: bakugou#WOW. WHEW.
130 notes
·
View notes
Note
i feel a similar way about bakugou!!!!! like 20s bakugou, he gets to a point and realises women are a thing? if that makes sense? he's never looked at anyone that way and then all of a sudden he gets to know you and it changes things and now he feels like hes going through puberty again with how nervous and weirdly tense you make him feel WAHHH
YOU GET ME !!!!! YOU GET ME !!!!!!!!
i really struggle to describe it bc he's not. clueless. you know what i mean. like he's doing reports with denki and sero and one of them whistles and is like "damn would commit crimes for an ass like that" about someone walking by and i think he peeks, but !!!! is ultimately scowling at them and smacking them over the head with a rolled up piece of paper, like "grow the fuck up," !!!
and i think he does find some people like. generally attractive, and he's maybe even doing a once over, but he's not going up to them !!! for no reason !!! he's busy !! got shit to do !!!! and if they're coming up to him to ask something—anything; about the time or the weather or the hero top ten or even if he's single—he's so direct. no bullshit. no fluff. he's not making it easy for anyone LOL
and i think he does that with you !!! at first !!! like i imagine you're in his life for a few months before he even looks twice !!! he is attracted to you, he knows that right away, but it's like. level three LOL he knows it, he's aware of it—but !! he doesn't care !!! until he does !!! and i envision it like a slap to the FACE for him !!! his thoughts take a drift towards you and he's like. when did THIS happen ?????? but it's too late by then LOL he's fucked LOL level 100 bc he couldn't be normal about things if he tried akfhkahfga
omg and it's exactly like going through puberty again LMAOOO you're walking away from him and he kind of. glances up. just before you turn the corner. getting a view of your ass. AND THEN HE'S HEARING SERO'S VOICE IN HIS EAR AND WANTS TO DIE alhflahgla he GETS it and he HATES IT bc he's !! not like them !!! LMAO
#most scenarios i think you really have to CHASE him for a good amount of time#even if it's just to be friendly#like we know that#that's what literally all of his friends have had to do LOL#he's so stubborn LOL will not give you the time of day until you prove you deserve it !!!#and the chance to prove it is sooooo slim like you have to shove it into his face practically#but once you've got him 😌 you've got him 😌#✿ ask willow#✿ thoughts: bakugou#✿ theme: pre relationship bakugou
364 notes
·
View notes
Note
ma’am i only found your blog yesterday but your ex hubby bakugo got me in a trance, and i hsjsksksksksk, but ill present you: ‘drunk ex husband bakugo’ i- i mean he would be so silly and calls you at 1am to tell you how much he loves you and the little one and how much he misses you, babbles away all the nonsense else, but the way he murmurs and mumbles silly things on the phone got you giggle at midnight (and sad at the time because holy hell you miss him too), then you have to talk him out of it to go home and sleep, he listens, he goes home, yeah, and 10 minutes later he shows up at your front door (still hella woozy) because he is just that stupidly drunk and he has always wanted to go home to you :((
ANON ??? OUCH ????? THIS MAKES ME SAD AKFJSODHAIA
i've always wanted to do drunk ex-whathaveyou bakugou that shows up at your door too late 🥺 but in this instance !! i feel like. you get a few calls in the middle of the night, but they're very short ?? like you wake up to your phone ringing and it's his number, so you're reaching for it, but it stops before you can answer. and you're thinking, "darn i must have slept through the first few rings," and as you're typing out a text to check in with him, he calls again for like two rings, and then it stops. and then he calls and it rings for one and then it stops.
and so now you're like — okay maybe he's butt-dialing me LOL but he tries again like 20 minutes later and you're so tired of the ring-tone that you answer it as fast as you can and just listen, waiting to see if you can hear his voice distantly, as if you're down in his back-pocket.
but he grumbles, "—the fuck? hello?"
and you ask him, "uh hey, have you been trying to call me?" but you're almost certain he doesn't hear you, because half-way through you are able to hear the loud background music and then the sound of shuffling, his grumpy lil "—the fuck off me, 'm—shut th'hell up—'m on the DAMN PHONE!"
clearly, there's a struggle, so you just kind of wait, worried you're about to hear your ex-husband get nerfed while on patrol maybe ?? but then the music drops away and is replaced by a barely-there scratchy wind, and he's breathless when he asks if you're still there.
"yeah, no, i'm still here. is...everything okay?"
he huffs, so heavy into the phone that the static almost hurts your ears. "whadda'you think?"
it's bitter enough that you blink in the darkness of your room, before glaring at the opposite wall. "excuse me?"
"fuck, 'm sorry, i—fuck." he inhales audibly, stuttering. "i'm sorry."
you frown, head turning; he sounds lazy, like he can't be assed to speak properly, and he's speaks impolitely on the regular — but it's never this bad. all his words sound curved, looped together, and he's shuffling too much on the other end, sniffing loud and mumbling to himself. almost like he's—
"are you...drunk?"
you're expecting an immediate no, even if evidence is proving otherwise, because he's not a drinker. occasionally, when he's out for dinner or at one of kirishima's backyard barbecues, but it's so infrequent that his tolerance is low, for someone of his size. it doesn't take much to have him a little sloshed, and he hates it, not only for the feeling the day after, but because his mouth tends to run. more than usual.
"it's that fuckin'—dunce head ass 'n his—stupid piano teeth, tape-face—"
kaminari and sero, you think. you think.
"'n i didn't want to fuckin' come to shit like this, ever. because they're so 'blah fuckin' blah, get over yourself', as if i'm—whatever. dumbasses." he pauses, and before you can finish piecing together what he's trying to say, he continues. "'n i'm not even like them, because they're fucking losers, and i don't—i don't even want that chick's number, okay? i don't fuckin' care, okay?"
your heart throbs dangerously, suddenly swollen and too tender, at the very thought of him and someone else, and you have to squeeze your eyes shut tight. "bakugou—"
"bakugou?" he cuts you off loudly, offended. "'r'you fuckin'—sorry, shit. bakugou? you're a goddamn bakugou—"
you have the throw the blankets off your lap so that you can hurry to your bedroom door, to shut it before hissing at him. "i'm not gonna sit here and get cussed out, katsuki. we're divorced."
"sorry! fuck, i'm—i mean—sorry, sorry. 'm not—it ain't at you, y'know? you know that, right?"
and you do. you do know that. it's just how he talks, he would tell you, and he would cut down on it for a little while before it inevitably came back and — it just hurts, at times. to be on the receiving end of his hottest flame.
"yeah," you tell him quietly, leaning against the door when he sighs. "yeah, i know."
"she—" he groans, deep and frustrated. "she fuckin'—god, sorry. she did that t'me all th'time, y'know? 'cut the fuckin' attitude, katsuki,' 'n then fuckin' SMACK!" you can hear the sharp sound of his slap, metallic, like he's against a lamp post or something. "but then she's comin' up t'my room, all like, 'y'know i love you' 'n—how 'm i suppos' t'know that stuff?"
he's never really spoken about his childhood; his parents, yes, through comments here and there about how they irritated him, but nothing serious. you've seen firsthand how tumultuous his relationship with his mother is, and she still smacks him around, but he's big now, much bigger than she is; you never considered what it was like for him, when he was younger.
even if he is drunk, even if he won't remember tomorrow — you still want to be there for him.
you realize he's waiting for an answer, with how long he's quiet, and you shrug to yourself before gently saying, "i don't know, katsuki. it sounds like it would have been very confusing."
"yeah, i mean—" he exhales slowly, though the end trails off into a growl, as if he's grown frustrated again. "i would never fuckin' hit you."
"i know that, katsuki, and i've never thought you would. and i would never hit you, either, y'know?"
"yeah," he repeats, and you can hear him swallowing, the sound so thick that you think he might choke. "i'd never hit you, or—or—hey, where is he? i wanna talk to 'im."
at the mention of your son, you peek down the hall to make sure his door isn't open, that he's not snooping around like you've caught him doing lately — but it's still mostly closed, and you don't hear any little feet against the hardwood.
you squint at your phone, blinded momentarily at the blue-light as you check the time. "it's the middle of the night, katsuki, he's asleep."
"did he have a good day?"
"yeah, he—"
"tell me about it. tell me th-the whole thing."
and — you do, as he listens and grunts and murmurs little things you don't catch. occasionally, he'll groan, really quiet like he's trying not to cry, and it's after the third time he asks to speak to him again that you finally decide to call him an uber.
and you put in his home address !!! but not thirty minutes later, you are sort of roused out of sleep because he's lightly knocking on your door, in the middle of the night, and you have to get up and go check so he doesn't wake your son up !!!!
and he's probably a MESS, all red-faced and SAD, rubbing at his eyes, almost tripping into your house because he was leaning against the door. it's not even worth arguing about getting him to his actual home because it's late and he's being a little loud, so you just give him some water and make him lay down on the couch and — he's out like a light right away LOL
but. you wake up a few hours later to him laying in your bed, on top of the blankets, his pants are on the floor but his shirt and jacket are still on LOL and he's not quite touching you, but if you jostle even a little bit, his face will press into your back 🥺 you don't know when he got up and came into your room, but he was sober enough to be quiet about it, and when you wake up in the morning, he's already re-dressed and sitting with your son at the kitchen table 🥺
WAAAAHHH i made this so sad. i'm so sorry akjfajfajaljfa he's such a BABY !!! god help me, bc if it really was me, i would take him back in a heartbeat LOL
#he looks like shit — well as shitty as someone as beautiful as him could possibly look LOL#and he's clearly so hungover but your son is eating breakfast and bouncing in his seat bc his dad is here 🥺#and kiri eventually shows up to get him and bakugou just awkwardly apologizes and promises he's never drinking again LMAOO#cw children#✿ willow writes#✿ ask willow#✿ thoughts: bakugou#✿ theme: dad bakugou#✿ theme: ex husband bakugou
563 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
