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luckyasfuck · 3 years

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maybe i just wanna be yours [k. bakugou]

A CAMBOY AU SERIES - PARTS 1, 2, 3, 4, [5]

pairing // katsuki x female reader

tw // cussing, smut

warnings for this part // oral (m and f recieving), hair pulling, face-fucking, exhibitionist kink, spanking, praise, dacryphilia

theme // enemies to lovers au, camboy!katsu au, college student!katsu and reader au, no quirk au

keys // y/n

words // 1.8k

a/n // IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG I DONT DESERVE YALL. pt 6 at 250 likes and 20 reblogs btw!

previous part

y/n has been alone in the library for about an hour now. she didn’t notice katsuki’s absence until she had to change subjects to study, too indulged in the textbook to look up. no messages were given by katsuki about him being late and she grumbled, rolling her eyes. she writes the name of the textbook on top of the page in her notebook and the library door swings open.

a calm katsuki walks towards her, ash blonde hair kinda messy and his black hoodie all over the place. with an eyeroll, y/n went back to writing on her notebook while handing the textbook she just used to him. “you’re la-”

“why’d you block me?”

the sentence made the girl look at him with a glare. her hand stops writing, her body stiffens and her hands start to sweat. “what the fuck are you talking about?” she avoids his strong gaze, looking back down on her notebook. katsuki fumes at this, pulling out his phone as she started to write again.

the notebook is closed harshly, a phone being slammed down on it as it displayed her account and the block message. she looked up at the fuming boy as he gripped his phone tight, gazing down at her. “none of your fucking business.” she replied, putting the cap on her ballpoint pen. about to glare at him again, a gasp erupts from her throat when he grips the collar of her shirt, pulling her towards him.

“why’d you block me?” katsuki’s breath fanned right on her lips, his eyes locked right into hers. she sends a death glare his way, grabbing his wrist and detaching it from her collar. “it was the right thing to do and you know it.” the blonde rolled his eyes as y/n dusted her shirt off, fixing her collar. “great, now it’s loose.”

heavy steps make the h/c turn her head to the sound, only to be grabbed by the shoulders and sat down harshly. katsuki towered over her, “unblock me now.”

“i see no reason to.” stray students walked inside the library and y/n is quick to shove katsuki away from her, they chatter and sit on a table near the front. they don’t acknowledge the two students who were here before them as they laughed loudly.

y/n sighs, mood completely ruined by the dumb blonde and class skippers. speaking of the dumb blonde, he eyes the students as well, dragging a chair and sitting down beside y/n right before she got up to return the textbook. vermillion eyes stare right into her ass before they’re torn away by her voice, “go get a fucking textbook.”

the math section is where it all goes downhill.

hands show up either side of y/n as she’s reading through the contents of the math book. about to turn around, she stiffens when a warm, sculpted body presses up against her back.

katsuki’s crotch brushes up against her rump, his pecs right against her back. “what the fuck are you doing?” the pressed up girl returns the textbook to its original place, trying to even out her breaths. the blonde moves back a little, a hand gripping y/n’s shoulders to turn her around. “will you stop pushing me around?! you- mhmp!”

a pair of lips slams against hers mid-sentence, a tongue instantly prodding against her lips asking for entrance. the hands encaging her roam her body, one staying put on her hips. “don’t you ever shut the fuck up?” katsuki slurred against her lips as y/n put her hands on his chest, “says you.”

the next thing the blonde knows, he’s pinned to a shelf. the shelf falters slightly but this doesn’t bother y/n, instead she presses herself against him while connecting their lips once again.

now that was definitely unexpected.

“you want it or nah?” katsuki pulls away, hands disappearing underneath her shirt. “i’m afraid you’ll be too loud.” he smirked, groping her left boob. “me? too loud?” y/n tilts her head to the side, her hand traveling downwards to squeeze the males evident bulge, making him whine out quietly. “says you.”

“i’ve watched enough of your stupid lives to know how loud you can be.” the students chatter loudly in the distance, making the both of them aware of their presence. for some reason, the librarian wasn’t here to check up on the shelves every now and then. perfect, y/n thought as she got on her knees, grazing her fingernails along the side of katsuki’s bulge. his cock twitches under her palm as he covers his mouth, breathing heavily.

his cock was pretty. of course, she’d seen it on multiple lives, but seeing it right infront of her, his pink tip leaking and his veins throbbing. it hit different. without warning, her lips encage his cock head, licking at his the pre-cum dripping down his slit. a beautiful moan escapes from katsuki’s parted lips as he threw his head back onto the shelf filled with books. chatter and footsteps approach the both of them, growing louder by the second.

“hey, sto-” katsuki warns, trying to push the girl away from his cock. the students walk to the section of shelves right behind them, laughing about getting a book named whatever that was. ignoring the statement, y/n pushes his cock deeper into his mouth, hollowing her cheeks and swirling her tongue around. the weight of it felt amazing against her tongue as she slowly fit all of him in, struggling and gagging. she pulls away, a thin string of saliva connects her to his cock.

“oh don’t stop now.” katsuki glared, grabbing the back of her head and pushing her back. “fucking suck it, so these students right behind us knows whose cock you’re choking on, yeah? it’s my cock.” for reasons unknown, the students behind them didn’t hear a thing, probably too busy being idiots. y/n only nods, continuing her job, stroking the places she can’t reach. “poor girl, you need help?”

a harsh grip on her hair and she gags audibly again, hoping the idiots behind katsuki didn’t hear it. slowly, he started fucking himself with her mouth, admiring the way she looked up at him, saliva drooling down her jaw and onto the floor. the tip of his cock hits the back of his throat and he groans. “did you hear that?” a slightly muffled voice asks and the laughter and noise ceases. y/n and katsuki’s hearts drop, but she can’t stop now, could she?

with a faster pace, she starts sucking again, looking up at katsuki with a smirk. “we should go check.” they hear and y/n’s heart pace picks up, licking at the prominent vein of the blonde’s cock. “fucking filthy exhibitionist.” he mouths as the group of students start to investigate. right about to catch the dirty doings of the duo, they’re called by the remnants of their friend group to go get food. “too bad,” he threw his head back, hard footsteps and chatter slowly disappearing in the distance until the library door finally closes, leaving the room silent. “they didn’t see me fill your throat with cum.” he says, finally shooting his load into your mouth.

the library consists now of katsuki’s moans and y/n audibly gagging here and there. “your turn.” the next thing she knew, she was bent over the desk they were studying at. “we were supposed to study, weren’t we? okay.” he let out a deep chuckle, opening the textbook she used to study. “page 357, what is knowledge?” the cold breeze of the air-conditioned library made her shiver as he hoisted her skirt up, groping her ass and thumbing her clit. “i... i haven’t gotten to that page ye-”

spank.

“ow, fuck!” the slap stung, and katsuki chuckled, kneading her ass cheek with the same hand he used to spank it. a thumb grazing the wet patch in her panties. “page 17, what is psychology?” y/n gulps, legs quivering. “scientific study of... of mental process and behavior...” the tension is thick when he doesn’t speak, she tries to look back at him to see what he’s doing only to be cut off by a moan when one of his fingers dig inside her, slowly moving in and out. “the more correct answers you give, the faster i go. the more wrong answers you give, the slower i go. understood?”

“u-understood.”

“page 137, when was behaviorism introduced?” fuck, y/n didn’t like numbers. katsuki stops moving his fingers and she whines, trying to pry her brain for the answer. “1913...?” a sigh leaves her lips when he starts moving again, a little faster now. “good girl.” this went on for ten more questions, her ass stinging, legs giving up, and tears rolling down onto the table. she had already cum twice, mind becoming hazier and hazier with each question. “that’s it baby, one more question. page 270, which theory of abnormal behavior stresses the importance of current experiences and the persons view of themselves?”

y/n felt his cock prodding at her entrance and she whines, thrusting back to try and get it inside of her. katsuki puts the book down, gripping her hips and pinning her wrists above her head. “nope, answer the question first.” he teases, rubbing her slit up and down with his cock. “existential theories.” she answered proudly, a small oh, yes leaving her lips when he slowly bottoms out inside of her. “good girl, you like being fucked out here? when anyone can walk in and see you?”

the size of his cock was amazing, it felt amazing. the females eyes lull shut, gripping down at the table with her fingers as katsuki picked up his pace, heavy balls slapping her clit with each thrust. y/n can only nod, face contorting in pleasure as skin slapping, her whines and his grunts bounced off the four walls of the library. “good girl.” he says for the millionth time, bending over to give her shoulder blade a kiss. “fuck! g-gonna cum again!” she warns, legs shaking and sobs leaving her lips.

“so pretty when you cry,” katsuki whines out, thrusts growing sloppier and faster. “so. fucking. p-pretty.” a loud moan escapes both of their lips and his hips stutter, shooting his load inside her. he thrusts a few more times, prolonging their orgasm. soon, he pulls out and they’re both panting. with a swift movement, he spanks her ass one last time before pulling her panties up, keeping his cum inside.

y/n is still fucked out, drool and tears all over her face as she got up from the table. katsuki grabs a chair and moves it to her, slowly sitting her down. “you hurt anywhere?” he tried to act cool while snatching her phone, offering her his jug. “fuck off, i see you taking my phone. unblock yourself if you want, i don’t plan on watching your stupid lives anyway.” she choked out, wiping the thin layer of sweat on her forehead. katsuki rolls his eyes at this, unblocking himself and unfollowing all the other camboys you had.

“we’ll see about that, pretty face.”

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idontknowwhattodoherelmfao · 3 years

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Deja Vu

Bakugo x fem!Black!reader

Word count; 9.06k

Character count; 40.93k

Genre: Smut

Warnings; AGED UP AU! Everyone is in their 3rd . NSFW, oral (Bakugo receiving), choking, hair-pulling, fingering, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (Don't worry, you're on the pill), aftercare, swearing, light degradation.

A/n; Hello, welcome to my first FINISHED fanfiction. I have a LOT of WIPs saved but I actually finished this one a while ago. I have been really insecure about my writing but after sharing me of it with my sister and my friend, they convinced me to at least try and share it with the people of tumblr. Also, I deeply apologize for any mistakes because most of my fanfiction is written really late at night when i simply cant sleep or a good idea pops in my head so I can barely see my keyboard and my brain is fuzzy. Well, I hope you enjoy and I encourage you to request suggest anything such as headcanons, scenarios or just anything really. Again I hope you enjoy babes.

You. step inside your classroom, ready to start your journey of being a hero. Yet, you're imediantly struck by chaos. "That is extremely disrespectful Bakugo!" "Shut up, you damn extra! Not this again!" "Woah! I'm getting serious deja vu! It's like 1st year all over again!" You just stare in silence. No one pays attention to you until one person looks at you, then another. Soon, everyone is staring at you. "It's chaotic in here, huh?" You chuckle nervously. "Yeah, but it's mostly this guy's fault." A yellow-haired boy points to someone sitting weirdly. "Yeah right! Shut up!" The ash-blonde-haired boy yells. After, his crimson eyes stare at you, piercing your soul. "Well, lookin' forward to this year." You laugh. A cotton-candy girl comes up to you and wraps an arm around your shoulder. "Yep! A lot of stuff happens, but it's really fun nonetheless!" She exlaims enthusiastically. "So, you're the new kid?" She points for your answer. "I'm (Y/n)! I look forward to this year with you." You wave to everyone. Suddenly, your smile falls and your face goes dead-serious. Everyone's expression melts into concern and nervousness. "Now, everyone tell me your names from seating order, from the back left corner to the front right corner!" You command. Surprisingly, everyone obey's, telling you their name. Well, except for 1 person. "I don't have to tell you shit." The same ash-blonde boy states. "I'm surprised everyone else did tell me. Haha! I was totally playing!" You laugh. You walk over to the boy. "Hey, you got spunk. What is your name?" You ask. Crimson eyes soften a little at the surprise, but they quickly turn cold again. "What are you, deaf? I said, I'm not speaking, extra." He huffs. A spiky red-haired boy puts a hand on your back. "He's Bakugo Katsuki. Don't mind him, he's a little hot-headed." He chuckles nervously. "Don't speak for me!" Bakugo yells. "I gotta say, your mom must be psycic or something. Your name totally matches your personality." You scoff. "You just got here. Enlighten me, what do you think my personality is?" He grins smugly. You scoff again, matching his grin. "Well, when you act like that, it's easy to tell, so don't get cocky. You're obviously really strong, which is why you have the right to brag and show off and all of that." You explain. "Are you insulting him or praising him?" Denki says. "Why can't it be both? Praise and respect for being like this, but at the same time, damn bro." you sit down in the nearest chair, which conveniently is your assigned seat. He scoffs and looks away. "What do you know." He mumbles. You cup your face in your hand to look at him. "Aw, don't get grumpy. I'll feel bad." You fake-whine. "I'm not grumpy! And even if I was, if that were to be enough to make you feel bad, maybe you shouldn't be a hero!" He yells. "Hm. You do know that I was joking right? Well, for the most part anyways. I would feel bad, but if this was a real life situation, trust me. I wouldn't feel nearly bad enough to disobey something for you. So don't worry, ya got nothin' to worry about." You pull your bottom eyelid down teasingly. "Shut the hell up." He grumbles. You comply, as the homeroom teacher comes into the class. You cross your legs into the chair, and you see Iida eyeing you from across the room. His eyes shift to beside you, where you see Bakugo doing the exact same thing. His eyes dart to you, as you quickly undo your feet and rest your head on your chair and let out a heavy sigh. "You do that too?" You look at him. "Copycat." He mutters. "Am not. I always sit like this." You whisper-yell. "Yeah right. You tryna be some kinda wannabe rebel or something?" He chuckles. "Rebel? Now, you just pulled that out your ass, didn't ya?" You ask. "No. You're clearly tryna be disrespectful. It's not a good look for you." He smirks. "Doin' this is disrespectful? Since when? It's always been cute to me." You huff. "Are you forein or something, or are you just a dumbass?" He turns his head to you. "Not exactly foreign, but I spent a generous amount of my life in America. I did this all the time there,

it's not counted as disrespectful, in fact people find it rather cute, so what's your excuse?" You put your hand down. He looks away from you. "Thought so, wannabe rebel." You chuckle. The rest of class is normal, and soon enough, the school lunch bell rings. "Hey, mr teach?" You raise your hand while everyone leaves. Well, except for Bakugo, Mina, Kirishima, and Denki because they were being disrespectful and talking during the lesson. You were wondering why Bakugo was caught and not you. For punishment, the disrespectful students had to pack up chairs and sweep the classroom. "Yes, (L/n)?" The teacher responds. "In a normal highschool, we're allowed to leave campus during lunch. Does that apply here?" You ask, looking around. "Yes, you're allowed to leave at any time as long as you fill out a leave campus paper. They're in the teacher's lounge." He points to the door "Go left, at the first turn, turn left, and 3rd door on your right." he explains. "I don't know if i'm leaving, I was just askin'." You say. "Hm, I dunno. Hm." You put a finger to your chin in thoght. "Hey! I'm heling you guys now!" You point to Bakugo, Mina, Denki, and Kirishima. They all give you s confused look. "What? Why would you wanna do this?" Kirishima asks. "Maybe she's a bit weird in the head. Hehe, our first crazy person. Just the icing on the cake, huh?" Denki jokes. "I'm not crazy, just bored." You pick up a broom. "Yeah, I think she's a bit crazy." Mina whispers. "Heard that." You roll your eyes. "Why're you bein' so quiet, wannabe rebel?" You cock an eyebrow. "Don't call me that!" He yells while raising his fist. "You called me that first." you scoff. "Exactly my point. Who calls someone something they called them first?" He says. "Hm, maybe I can be a trendsetter." You give him a smug smile before sweeping some of the dirt on the floor. Suddenly, Bakugo starts yelling. "You idiots! You're doing this all wrong!" He screams. He points to Denki. "Where the hell are you sweeping, the wall!?" He points to Kirishima "Stop staring into space!" He points to Mina. "And you're not doing anything! When was this a time for music!?" Mina was drumming her hands on a desk while humming. He pointed to you. "And you're-" He stops midsentence. You lean on your broom. "Go on, what am I doing?" Your face looks serious, but he can tell you're fighting your smile. The corners of your mouth twitch as his cheeks turn a very subtle pink, but you picked it up. "Mhm. too bad for you, I don't get caught lacking." You say sing-songy. "Y'know, if you're so serious about cleaning this place, why don't you do it?" Denki suggests. "Well, you're all punished, so I don't think ya'll can just leave." You laugh. "Maybe we can if someone takes over our spots. Ah? Ah?" Denki nudges your shoulder. "Maybe you're right.." Denki's eyes light up, and everyone looks to you. "It would be faster if you were gone, pea-brain." You sneer. "I mean, I'm happy you'd let me leave, but c'mon! Pea-brain?" You laugh, along with Mina and Kirishima. "How mean!" Kirishima says through fighting snickers. "Haha! It's totally true though!" Mina, on the other hand is guffawing and holding her sides. "Your grades are jsut as bad!" Bakugo yells. "Dang, am I just surrounded by idiots? Studying isn't really that hard." You shrug. "Oh please! How good are your grade!?" She points and huffs. "Me? Eh, not half bad if I do say so myself. Usually above average, but math and history is always a struggle. But at least I can manage to have an A average." You shrug. "A...average!?" Mina dramatically throws herself back. "Yeah. If you guys put some sort of effort into your grades, you'd be the same way." You explain. "Shut up, we need to get this done and over with, you trying to keep us here all day and night!?" Bakugo yells. "My thoughts exactly. Great minds think alike I guess." you roll your eyes and begin sweeping again, glaring at Denki and taking his broom. "Hey!" He says, at your snatch. "Honestly, at this point you're just stalling." "Do something useful for once." Bakugo adds. "Jeez, when did you

become so mean?" He walks away. "I became mean when someone pissed me off." You reply. "What did I do?" He raises his voice a little. "Not much, I don't even really know why I'm kinda pissed at you. Maybe it's your piss hair." Mina points and laughs again. "Everyone here is mean to me." He whines. "Let's hurry up and get this oevr with, I'm getting bored again." you start sweeping a bit faster. "If you're bored, why dont you just leave? No one's stopping you." Bakugo says. "Eh, I dunno, just don't wanna leave I guess." You shrug. "You'd really just rather just stay here and clean? You're pretty weird.." Mina groans. "Hey, you're witnessing a rare sight. I don't really get bored often." You chuckle, and sweep the dust and dirt into Bakugo's pile. "You've been silent, wannabe rebel." You tilt your head in front of his face. "I said stop calling me that, dumbass. You must be deaf." He says. "You got all this talk but you're not doing anything. Try insuliting me when you prove you can do something better than me." You spin around and continue sweeping. Mina and Kirishima are silent for a few minutes. "Hey, me and Kirishima are done, we're gonna dip." Mina finally speaks. Kirishima nods. "Ugh, can I go? (Y/n)'s not letting me do anything!" Denki groans. "Because you do it wrong." You explain. "Yeah, we're gonna head to the cafeteria before they're out of Onigiri!" Mina exclaims. "Hope we're not too late." Kirishima rubs his stomache. "Haha! Good luck with being stukck with Bakugo (Y/n)!" Denki waves his hand and they all run out the room. "God, what did thet even do? Wiped an already clean table?" You scoff, sweeping some more while spinning a little. "Why are you here?" Bakugo questions. "And you're gonna call me deaf? I said because I was bored." You laugh, the noise echoing throughout the classroom. "Now, hurry up, I wanna get out of here." You continue sweeping again, but he stands still. "What now? You forget how to sweep? Here, like this." You slowly sweep, while laughing to yourself again. "Shut the hell up. If you wanna get out of here, why don't you? You like me or something?" He gives you the slyest grin as you growl. "No one else here likes you, why should I?" You copy his grin. "We've all been together since first year, you just got here. What do you know?" His grin fades as he sweeps. "Hey, what's your quirk?" You ask. "Huh? What the hell for?" He yells. "I wanna spar with you!" You beam. "Yeah, OkAy." He says sarcastically as he scoffs. "Tell me your quirk first." He says while sweeping. "Hm." You ponder. "Do you not know what your quirk's name is or something?" Bakugo looks at you, and stops sweeping. "No. My quirk is enhancement. I was just thinking if I should tell you or not." You respond, sweeping yourself. "Enhancement" Bakugo wonders." "Yeah, you know, I can make something or someone really strong, blah blah blah. What's yours?" You ask. "Explosion." He grumbles. "Explosion? Now we gotta spar! I know you're strong, so c'mon!" You say, putting the broom down. "..Fine, but pick your broom up! We're not sparring here, and in case you didn't know, I'm still punished." Bakugo grumbles. "Fine, let's hurry this up then. I don't know how much time of lunch is there." You look at the clock. "Usually, there's about a 50 minute lunch break, we've been out for about 20 or maybe 25. 30 at most." You do the math in your head. "You could have just took the time lunch ends and subtracted it by the amount of time you've been wasting here, extra." Bakugo grumbles. "Well, even if it was 30, we'd still have 20 minutes to spar! That's more than enough time for me to beat you!" You say. "I'll kill you." He grumbles, sweeping a bit faster. You join him, and the room is spotless in no time. "Hurry up!" Bakugo yells at you. "Don't yell at me!" You yell back, jogging after him. You end up at some clearing. Bakugo is stretching his arms and cracking his neck. "1, don't set any tree's on fire. 2.." He gives you a glare. "Hope you have another uniform packed." He smiles to wide his gums are showing. You are in shock a little, but

you smile too. "And same to you." You crack your knuckles. "Actually?" you stop. "What." bakugo stops himself as well. "This time, let's not use our quirks." you say. "Why? You scared that mine is better?" He laughs. "No no, nothing like that. It would be better to spar to better our physical skills first, then we can add quirks later." You say. "Alright, let's just get this over with." He rolls his neck. You both come at eachother at the same time, throwing punches, kicks, and blocking for what seems like forever. You see his hand start glowing, signaling he's about to make an explosion. Most likely to propel himelsef towards you, but still. You grab his wrist and hold it up. "Ah! I said no quirks and you agreed." you point to his hand, as the glow fades. Deku comes up to us, a bit shocked at the scene. "Uhm, lunch is over." He nervously says. Bakugo snatches his wrist back from you, and walks away, sucking his teeth. "This isn't over." He brushes past Deku, who immediantly turns back to you. "Hey, were you fighting?" The green-haired boy rushes over. "Yeah, we were." you shrug. "Are you hurt?" He asks. "Why aren't you asking Bakugo this stuff?" You ask. "He was bullying you, right? I can't believe you stepped up to him though-" Your erupting laughter interrupts him. "A-are you okay!?" He waves his hands. "Oh my god! You thought he was bullying me? I came up with the idea of sparring!" You gasp for air. "You were just sparring?" Deku asks for clarification. "Yeah, didn't you notice he wasn't using his quirk? Well, until the very end, but I stopped him." You catch your breath. "O-oh. i'm sorry I misunderstood." You slap him on the back. "It's all good, it's not your fault Bakugo just gives off that vibe! Welp! Time for class, right?" You begin marching towards the forest, Deku nodding and following suit. While you're walking to class, you replay the sparring match in your head. Your brain stops at one scene, when you grabbed his wrist. You didn't see it before, but now that it's replaying, you see his eyes in your small vision. They were softened, but hostile. You giggle at the thought, to which Deku notices. "What are you laughing about?" He asks. "Just how you thought Bakugo was bullying me." You run in front of him, hoping to catch up to Bakugo. "Hey, Bakugo!" You yell for him, he stops and turns around. "What?" He grumps. "When are we gonna spar next? You said it wasn't over." you explain. "After school, what'd you think I meant, dumbass." Bakugo says. "I thought you meant the same time tomarrow or something, don't get your panties in a bunch." You playfully push him. "Should we reschedule that sparring match to right now?" Bakugo growls. "I dunno, I feel up to another round. This time I'm gonna kick your ass." You smirk. "I'll win in a second. Because next time we spar, we're doing quirks and all." He scoffs. "Now now, didn't you hear the phrase the cockiness killed the cat?" You tease. "I'm not cocky, I just know I'm gonna win." He shrugs. "Mhm, I admire the confidence, but it's just gonna be hilarious when I beat you at this point." You snicker at the thought of his face. "Well, get that thought out of your head because it's not happening." Bakugo lightly smacks the back of your head. "Yes it is! But just because you think you're gonna win, don't try to go light on me!" You point at him. He swats your hand away. "Calm down, I wouldn't dream of it. What made you think I would?" He asks. "You seem like those type of people that would 'pkay with their food' when their prey is especially weak." You say. "Well, that's just inefficient. I'm pretty sure we're late, so hurry your ass up!" He yells as he walks faster. "I could use my quirk and we'd be there in a second." You suggest. "What's your stupid quirk gonna do?" He asks. "Enhancement. I could enhance our legs to make us walk or run faster. But, you'd probably crash into a wall at the sudden change of speed. But I could totally carry you!" You beam. "I'm not getting carried." He walks up the stairs. "Would you rather me drag you by the shirt?" You suggest

jokingly. "No, I'm walking myself. I don't need your help to walk to my damn classroom." He says. "Fine, then I will too. It'll look like i'm showing off if i use my quirk without you." You huff. "DO you see anyone here? No one gives a shit if your showing off." Bakugo says. "Well, I'm not budging, but let's hurry up." You say. "Don't tell me what to do!" He yells after you. When you enter class, surprisingly enough, the teacher's not there. "Lucky ducks! Where were you?" Mina says. "WEre you really sweeping all lunch?" Denki asks afterwards. "We w-" "Well anyways!" Mina interrupts. "I'm totally having a party at Yamomo's! I just need a theme or kind of party. Should it be a rave, or maybe a dance battle!" Mina beams. "How're you gonna throw a party if you don't know what it's gonna be?" You ask. "Well, I don't even know if I'm gonna have it at Yamomo's, but most likely, I will. Maybe I can find an abandoned warehouse instead!" She beams. "Maybe we could have some kind of boxing match like how (y/n) and Bakugo were sparring!" Ochako suggests. "No way, Bakugo would beat everyone in a heartbeat, so there'd be no surprise." Denki objects. "Why don't we have some sort of nightclub vibe?" You suggest. "That's perfect! A nightclub! Purple lights, a dj, it'll be PERFECT! You're a GENIUS (y/n)!" Mina swings her arms around you and squeals. "It just came to mind when I thought of a party." You explain. "Okay! I have everything under control! I'll text you the place and time! I'll set up everything!" Mina shreiks. "You sure you can set up a party by yourself?" Kirishima asks. "I got connections. Leave it to me!" She shows a thumbs up. "Hey (Y/n)! I never got your number. Wouldn't want you not coming." She gives you her phone and you type your number in. She texts you a thumbs up for comfirmation. "Okay class, settle down." The math teacher walks in. "Took him long enough" you mutter. The school day goes by easily, and before you know it, the end of the day bell is sounding. "Hey, Bakugo. Are we really gonna spar now? What if we get the text for Mina's party in the middle of it?" You ask. "Knowing her, it probably won't be till late, to 'set the mood'." He turns off his phone and shoves it in his pocket. "We got time." He walks in front of you down the stairs. "Well, okay. The dorms are this way, right?" You point to a nearvy building. "Yeah, but why're you going there?" Bakugo asks. "This is my chance to change into more comfortable clothes for better mobility. Also, my only spare uniform might not be able to fit me after the party." You joke. "You should take this oppertunity too." You suggest as you walk in. After you change, you walk back out, Bakugo's leaning on the side of the building. "Geez, what took you so long?" Bakugo groans. "You just change fast." You stick your tongue out. "And you did your hair?" He scoffs. "Yeah? You didn't?" You say sarcastically. "No winder you took so long, it's like you planned this outfit." He sucks his teeth. "Are you gonna stop staring at my clothes and fight me or what?" You crack your knuckles once more. "Quirks this time, remember?" Bakugo clarifies. "Hell yeah. Wanna time your loss?" You laugh. "Shut up." He grumbles. Suddenly, he's infront of you, his hand glowing. You block, and stumble back a little. "Geez, that was dirty!" You say. "All's fair in fighting and fighting." He chuckles. "Ugh." You groan, as you speed towards him, throwing an enhanced punch at his blocked face. The fight continues on forever, taking small water breaks and continuing. Bakugo is appalled at your raw strength, only helped with your enhancement quirk. You chug your water, noticing his mixed expression of shock, and exhaust. "What time is it?" You check your phone, the time being 10 o'clock. "Damn, we've been sparring for 5 hours? No wonder my muscles are so sore." You stretch your arms a little. Suddenly, yours and Bakugo's phones go off at the same time. "Seems like Mina's got the time and place. I didn't think she was gonna go through with it." You say. "Well, that's that extra for you." Bakugo shoves

his phone in his pocket. "The party is in 2 hours, and you take forever to change apparently so I suggest you get started now." He growls. "What about..? Fine." You give up. Mina and Momo arrive at your dorm. "OH. My. GOD!" Mina squeals. "What is it? And aren't you supposed to be at the party?" You ask. "I went shopping with Yamomo for...your dress~!" Mina says sing-songy. "She picked it out." Momo hands you the dress, covered in a bag. "Uh, you didn't have to do this." You scratch the back of your head. "You're the new kid, so we wanted to help you get ready!" Mina beams. "Go on, try it on! I think it'll look great on you now that I'm getting a good look of you." Momo says, a finger to her chin. "Fine. Come in, sorry it's a bit messy." You say, walking towards your bathroom. "Don't forget to take a shower, you smell sweaty!" Mina teases. "And how do you call this dirty? One outfit is on the floor?" Mina picks it up and puts it in the hamper. You feel like a completely new person in the shower, washing away your sweat, filth, and problems. You also wash your hair, remembering you forgot to do it last week. You get out and reveal the dress, your eyes widening at the red beauty. You try it on and look in the mirror. "Uhm," You call out to Mina and Momo. "Is this really what you're supposed to wear to a nightclub?" You ask, steppinf out of the bathroom. Mina and Momo gasp at your appearance in the dress. "Oh my god! Yes!" Mina rushes over, examinging you from every angle. "Is that the answer to my question? Aren't you supposed to dance at a nightclub?" You ask. "Yeah. You aren't just wearing the dress. Don't worry, you'll be able to dance the night away." Mina reassures you. "You sure? It's a bit tight." You tug at it around your thighs. "It's not tight, it's just...y'know, like a pencil skirt. it's just fitting." Mina explains. "I don't think pencil skirts are made for dancing." You laugh. "Well, I'm probably not gonna dance anyways. And if i did, I'm probably not gonna be breakdancing or anything, huh?" You chuckle. "That's the spirit." Mina gives you a thumbs up. "So, you said this wasn't the full outfit?" You sheepishly grin. "Yep! Don't worry, babe, just leave it to us." Mina smiles greatly and Momo gives a warm small smile. "Alright, but if you're gonna do my hair, be gentle." You tangle your fingers in your black sea of curls. "Don't worry, my head is sensitive too." She scratches her hair. Soon enough, you look like you had a full glow-up. Mina and Momo snapping pictures to put on their story, also taking photo's of eachother and themselves. "The party's at midnight, right?" You check your phone again. "Yeah, it's friday night so we don't have to worry about waking up early for school!" Mina says enthusiastically. "And since it's at one of my guest houses, we can even have a sleepover." Momo suggests. "C'mon, we wouldn't wanna be late." Mina says. "What are we even celebrating?" You ask. "Nothing. Sometimes, a party celebrating nothing is just what you need!" Mina says. "I...guess that makes sense..?" You laugh. You get in Momo's convertible, vibing as you pass the aux around. It feels like you've been in the car for such a short time, as you pull up to her guest house's driveway. You swear you can hear the music booming from where you were standing. You walk in, and are greeted with booming music, bright and dim lights, and decorations everywhere. "Tada!" Mina squeals. "How'd you do all this?" You gasp in awe. "I knew a guy." She says proudly. We hear another car pull up, and we greet the people coming one by one. "Wow, this party is amazing!" Kirishima looks around, getting lost in the crowd. At this point, people you didn't even know were arriving. You assumed Mina and Momo's friends, and people the other classmates invited. Bakugo comes in and eyes you up and down. "Hm, I thought you wouldn't be here for another hour, slowpoke." He smirks. "Maybe you should higher your expectations then." You flash him a fake-mean look as you both walk to a wall. "Ha, just 2 hours ago we were fighting behind the dorms, and

now we're at a party." You laugh at the randomness. "I am actually surprised you were here before me though." He says with a phony shocked expression. You shove him playfully. "Well, guess I have Mina and Momo to thank for beating you. Maybe I should dedicate my trophy to them." You teasingly ponder aloud. His expression changed to a mix of irritation and laughter. Mina suddenly drags you away, to dance with her in the middle of the floor. At first you were embarrassed, but once you were feeling the beat, you forgot all about the people eyeing you and cheering you on. You were having a total blast, singing and dancing to the busting music. She said she mixed hers and Jirous playlist together, and you compliment their taste in music, and you and Mina begin dancing together. You and Mina stop, panting and laughing as she compliments your dancing skills. "I'm gonna get a drink." You point to the food and bevarages table and she nods. You walk through the crowd, hearing some cheers and compliments towards you, even some whistles. You drink some water, and lean on the wall watching as Mina continues dancing with Ochaco. Suddenly, you feel a yank and you're dragged away, and into a room. You hear the door slam as you're met with your back on a wall. You grunt on impact. Everything happened in a blur, so when you can focus your eyes again, You look around for a split second, realizing you're in some kind of office. But, you're met with fires of red. "Why the hell are you wearing that?" A booming familiar voice rings through your eardrums. "Bakugo? What do you mean?" You say, stunned that the words actually came out of your mouth. "I'll repeat myself just this once; Why the hell are you wearing that?" He says. You're absolutely shocked. "Well, you didn't seem to have a problem with it when you first saw me with it!" You say. "Well, that was before you decided to give everyone here a fucking 'show'!" His grip gets a little tighter on your shoulders. What? What did he mean by show? You weren't even paying attention to yourself or anyone else while you were dancing, did you really..? "W-well, even if I did, what's that got to do with you?" You recollect yourself. His grip on your shoulders tighten even more, making you groan a little. "If you were gonna do that, why the hell would you wear this?" He looks you up and down again. "I don't even know what I did, and it's not like I plan my dance moves!" Your voice raises a little. "You don't even know what you just did in front of everyone?" He looks shocked, not even the sightest bit irritated anymore. His grip seems to loosen and tighten at the same time. You get a little anxious, as he comes a little closer. "What do you see in your head when I say the word 'show' in the same context I just did?" He says. You gulp as you imagine it. "Yep, you just did that, in front of the whole class, plus others. It's pretty rich that you didn't even realize it though." Bakugo chuckles a little, but it quickly fades. "T-that's impossible, my body..can't do that." You try to huff, but you're too nervous to do a solid one. "How humble." He loosens his grip and backs away, making you breath deeper. But suddenly, one of his hands grabs your right thigh as he brings it up to his waist, and snakes his other hand onto your back, right above your butt. You're now pinned on the wall. "But you and I both at least have some idea of what this body of yours is capable of." He growls, his face just whispers away from yours. You take another deep breath, but it's more of a gasp. You lean your head up onto the wall, taking a deep gulp. Bakugo watches as the little bubble trails down your throat. "Well, if you really don't know.." He licks his lips as he watches another bubble travel downwards. "Want to find out?" He catches the third bubble, licking it. You snap your head in surprise as he gives you a teasing smirk. His left arm snakes down further, grabbing your ass as his right moves your thigh higher. Your head is spiraling, and you open your mouth to speak, but you're interrupted by an intruder of the

mouth. You couldn't help the moan from escaping as he tastes you, licking his lips afterward. Your lidded eyes meet his, but they quickly move down to his mouth, and then to his eyes again. "I'm just glad you aren't wearing lip gloss or lipstick." He mumbles, before giving you another tongue kiss. You wrap your left leg around his waist, as his right knee bends to touch you. He can feel your folds clench at his touch, which forces the smallest gasp from you. "If you only did that show for me, I wouldn't be pissed at you." He furrows his brows at you. "Why?" You manage to say. "You're that dense, huh? Maybe words won't go through your brain." His right hand leaves your thigh, and grabs some of your hair behind your head. His eyes flicker from your eyes to your mouth, open from your decreshending breaths. "So maybe this will." He licks the opening of your mouth, his tongue sliding in before turning it into a kiss. His mouth leaves yours just barely, before both of your tongues stick out, crashing onto eachother like waves, as your lips connect once again. These kisses were different, more passionate, including the unique sound they made compared to the others. When your lips disconnect as a finale, he unwraps your leg from his waist and lets go of your butt. His lidded eyes give you a (Not a command, but not a wish either, I couldn't find a word for it lmao.) as he sits down in the nearest chair, his right hand now cupping his face as he waits for you. You get a little shaky, but you oblige, moving towards him. You lower to your knees as he watches your thighs get thicker from the press of your lower legs. You move towards him more, as your hands go onto his knees. You erotically slide your hands up his thighs, as if you really were giving him a show on his own. Two index fingers dance towards the center of his pants, where a mountain stands. Bakugo lightly groans as he feels his pants getting more confined. Your hands lightly struggle at the tight button, but you manage to quickly undo it. Bakugo's large dick springs up at attention, precum almost dripping. You lean over it, and a few hairs cloud your vision. You tuck them behind you ear as you notice Bakugo's facial expression, seemingly annoyed. You put him to your mouth as you rub his tip with your index finger. He nods with a small groan, and you give his dick a small lick. You lick all of the sides at least once before sliding his dick into your mouth. You flatten your tongue as you fit more of his cock into your mouth, spilling a louder groan from Bakugo. Alas, your curls kept moving. They didn't exactly pose a problem to you, but the thick fingers that carded through your hair said otherwise. You stop to look at him. "Just wanted a view." His smirk grows. You continued, but using your tongue as it swirls around his tip. Bakugo's large hand clenched a handful of your hair, forcing you to take his dick. You moan at the slight pain and force. You rise your head to his tip, before stopping. His facial expression changes to confusion, which you take as your cue. You swiftly take as much of his dick as you can, and hold your head there. The shock forces a loud erotic moan from Bakugo, followed by curses, and his thick cum flowing into your mouth and onto your face, satisfying you. Bakugo's covering his red face with his huge hand, panting along with you. "I...didn't expect that." Bakugo pants. "I...hah...said to...higher your expectations of me..didn't I?" You wipe your chin and lick your lips. "God, I should just face-fuck you right now." He exhales deeply, catching his breath. "Then why don't you?" You ask. "Because as much as I'd love to shove this cock down your little throat, I also want to make you feel good." He uses a finger to lift up your chin, and close your mouth. You both stand up, and Bakugo lightly pushes you onto a table and stands over you, both of his arms by your sides, pinning you there. "I bet while you were giving your show out there, all the guys- hell, maybe even some of the girls- wanted to rip this dress off of you." Bakugo chuckles to

himself. "You said that your body couldn't do a show like that. Remember what I said? If you didn't know, wanna find out?" He recaps, and you nod. "Well? What's your answer to that?" He asks genuinly. You chuckle. "You're really gonna wait until you got your dick wet to ask me that? Psh, and you called me dense." Your chuckle erupts to a laugh. Bakugo clenches your hair again. "Just answer the damn question." He growls. "Yeah, I wanna find out." You reply confidently. He gives you a slightly surprised and confused look, to which you answer by swiping 2 fingers along his member. He lightly grabs your neck, forcing your head down onto the desk. A noise you didn't know you had in you echoes throughout the room. Even Bakugo's shocked by it, and he's the one who forced it out. But he quickly catches on. "Ah, somebody's got a little kink, huh?" His hand grabs your hair again roughly, a similar moan coming out as he lifts your head up and moves his mouth towards your ear. "You like to be fucked niiice and rough, don't you?" The low rumble in his voice makes you shiver. "You like to be teased, even though you act like you don't, huh?" He sneaks a touch at your folds through your panties. You lightly moan at the sudden act as your head moves upwards and your thighs clench together, as Bakugo's hand barely escapes your thighs crashing together. "You like...the pain with the pleasure, don't you?" He bites your ear before licking and peppering kisses onto it. Your breaths grow heavier as your body heats up. He continues with the teasing, forcing your legs open, putting his knee between your legs and carressing your inner thigh, and pressing onto your clit as he nibbles on your ear some more. He slips off shoes, then your pantyhose, and then your panties as his teases get harsher. Suddenly, two thick fingers of his slip between your velvety folds. You moan as your walls try to fend off the intruder, as he steadily pumps his fingers into you with rhythm. "God, you're so tight." He groans, as his dick twitches. Your breaths are still heavy, but more apparent. "Oh, god, fuck." Your head is thrown back onto the desk. Bakugo's firey eyes burn into yours. "This feels nice, doesn't it?" He says. You let out a whiny "Mhm." To which Bakugo chuckles. "It feels nice, sure, but I want to make you feel good, no, amazing, the best you've ever felt." His slides turn into thrusts as his fingers quicken their pace. "F-fuck." You moan grows long. You couldn't help but roll your hips and grab one of your breasts, trying to rush your release. "Ke-hah-ep going." You're barely able to keep those words together. "Now, don't rush yourself. I was gonna be the one to make you feel good." He hits just below the spot you've been longing for, and you can feel yourself coming close, just a little bit more. If that wasn't enough, he curls the tips of his fingers to hit your sweet spot, right on the money, and he can tell too, noticing how your body quivers and your eyes closed tightly. Suddenly, his fingers exit your folds. You give him a confused look, panted breaths taking over your words. "Sorry princess, but when you cum, I'm gonna be inside you." You watch as Bakugo seperates his fingers, watching as your slick webs between them. "Didn't think you could be this wet." Bakugo chuckles. Suddenly, he puts the two fingers in his mouth, licking your slick off. When his fingers leave his mouth, a string of slick falls from his mouth as well. You swallow at the sight. He gets up and grasps your neck, forcing your head down again, making the same noise, but slightly more lewd from the teasing. "Haha, you slut." He chuckles while exhaling deeply. He runs his hands down your frame, admiring your curves. He pumps himself a few times, reminding himself of how you just treated his dick. He grabs your thigh, observing how your flesh molded into his hand. He's moves his hand, but you catch his wrist. "Wait." You say, sitting up. He backs away with a confused look, and you stand up from the table. You stretch your arms a bit, but you suddenly push him, your enhancing quirk

making it powerful enough to crash him onto a couch. "Wha-" He has no time to react as he watches you push him again to lay him parrallel to the couch. He wasn't expecting this, and he couldn't deny the facts, it made his dick that much harder. It twitched at your boldness. You straddle him, lining his cock to your throbbing and oversensitive pussy. "Being bold, huh (Y/n)?" His confused open mouth grew into a smirk. "Mhm. Watch just how bold I can be.." you moan as his tip enters you, taking a bit before you bottom yourself out, your pussy swallowing him whole. Long moans exit both of your mouths, as you put your arms behind your back to support yourself as you slowly roll your hips, giving Bakugo a good view of you gushing onto his dick. "Fuck, you're even wetter and tighter than before." Bakugo says through groans and gritted teeth. You laugh breathily as you roll your hips rhythymically, beign engulfed in ecstacy. Suddenly, Bakugo's hand grasps your neck as he forces you down onto the couch, him now towering over you, his cock twitching inside of you. "B-bakugo." You moan. "You really are bold. But you're doing the opposite of what I said you'd do. Remember?" His grip tightens onto your neck, as you nod profusely. "Also, drop the last name. It's Katsuki. Got that?" He chuckles. "Katsuki." You repeat, thinking it sounds familiar. He sucks his teeth. "You're begging with your eyes, you slut." He begins thrusting into you, lifting one of your thighs with his free hand to drill deeper. His thrusts grew quick and harder quickly as he pounds into you, a gasp or moan coming out of you with each individual thrust. His hand around your neck just added to the pain and pleasure you felt. "K-katsuki!" You have a shaky smile with tears in your eyes. "What's wrong-fuck- too rough?" He tries to hide his pleasure as well, but it's getting harder for him as his dick slides perfectly, your walls adjusted to him instantly, as if it was waiting for his cock only. "Damn, it's like you were -shit- made for me." Expletives interrupt his sentences as he stops trying to hide his pleasure as his hips meet yours. His smile is the widest you've ever seen, showing his gums. He moves your other thigh up, allowing him to go even deeper. "K-katsuki..fuck!" Your moans seem to get breathier and a bit more highpitched. "Don't worry, I know where to go." He assures you, as he flawlessly hits your sweet spot, just like with his magical fingers. "Yes! Right there, fuuuck~!" You put your hands on his arm as his grip gets even tighter onto your neck, and as he ruthelessly abuses that spot, rubbing on it fast. Your eyes begin to roll to the back of your head as his pace gets even quicker. "Keep going, Katsuki, so close, so fucking close just keep going!" Your fingers don't know what to do as you try to grip the couch, your hair, but they stay at his shoulders, your fingernails digging into his skin only makes him pound harder. "Go ahead, cum on this dick, (Y/n)." He grunts loudly, feeling himself become undone as well. "It's...too good." All you can see is white as you reach your high, your back arching, your eyes completely into the back of your head, and your insides being painted white. His long erotic moan matched yours, as you panted and came down from your peaks simultaniously. While you were seeing white, however, you were getting visions, memories of stuff you didn't remember. It was you and Katsuki, as children, playing together, him coming to your house with his mom when you were little, and you playing competitive sports outside as your moms talked. You remembered everything from when you were little, and started questioning how you could forget. You also saw something else, you going away, when you moved to America. When you said goodbye to Katsuki, and shared a hug, that no one else was gonna get. "K-katsuki.." you pant, giving him a nostalgic look. "So, you've remembered." He chuckles through panted breaths. "Took ya long enough." He says. "Huh?" You give a confused look. "I wouldn't have sex with someone I just met hours ago. And knowing

you, you wouldn't either." He moves from on top of you, sitting down next to you. It sparked a question in your mind. Why did you have sex with him, if you didn't remember him? Maybe it was your subconcious that knew him. You yawn, now completely down from your high. "I gotta say, it was fun getting to know you all over again and play along." Katsuki laughs. "And your quirk improved dramatically. Remember when we were little, when my explosions were really small, and you used to enhance my quirk to make explosions like I do now?" He recalls. "Yeah, I was probably the only one who you've ever complimented before." You lay your head on his lap. "Damn, you really spent me." You yawn as he takes his phone out, "Hell yeah I did." He sucks his teeth as he begins texting someone. "Who're you texting?" You say. "Just go to sleep, I'm texting Mina, the pink-haired chick you were twerking with in front of everyone." He says, his face going back to annoyed. "Geez man, I didn't know." You suck your teeth yourself. "Well, I got to fuck you, so I guess I can't stay mad." He shuts off his phone and pets your head. "We gotta get cleaned up, I'm not sleeping like this." He grumbles. "Sleep? Who said anything about that?" You tilt your head. "The way I did you tonight? Yeah, you're not gonna be able to go home." Bakugo laughs "What did you think I texted Mina about? I told her to send everyone home and that we're spending the night." He says. "Wouldn't you text Momo about-" You're interrupted by his phone chiming. He checks it and begins laughing. "Phaha! Guess what? We weren't the only ones fucking." He shows you his phone, and you see what he texted Mina first. "Why'd you just flat out tell her we had sex!?" You say, scrolling down to read he reply. "Psh, Todoroki and Momo? Even Deku and Ochaco?!" You laugh. "Yeah, I thought Deku would remain a virgin his whole life. Crazy, huh?" He chuckles. "Also, Mina been knew we woulda fucked. Look." He shows you another message. "Soooo tonights the night, huh😏? Use protection⛑️! Or don't, but no kids😤!" The message reads. You roll your eyes. "So everyone knew that we had history together but me, right?" You groan. "Pretty much." He laughs again. Suddenly, his phone chimes again. "OK, the guests r gone, all of the wasted temporary residents r all 🛀 ☝️ and 😴, ur turn. the 🛀 is nice and 🏃! i also brought a stretcher for (y/n) because i know she'll need it lmfaoo🚶" it reads. "Translation; the party people are gone, everyone else who fucked is washed up and asleep, so we can take our time." Bakugo sighs. "That extra does the damn most." He facepalms. "Wow, how reliable. But shouldn't we be asking Momo for permission to sleep here?" You ask, and your answer comes with another chime of his phone, the new message reading "i already asked and yamomo understood completely so the house is all urs 4 2nite. yw i know im the best😌" "Geez, she couldn't stand to use grammar every once in a while?" You laugh and roll your eyes. "C'mon." He stands up. You move to get up, but he ends up picking you up. "Wha-? Hey! Put me down!" You lightly hit his back. "Don't bother, you can't walk." He says. "Who says?" you grunt. "Fine, try." He puts you down on your feet gently, but you immediantly crash dwon onto your butt, which is also feeing sore from his tight ass-grabbing. He chuckles. "How come it took me to try standing up for my legs to start feeling sore?" You groan. "Told ya. It's not my fault you like it rough." He teases as he picks you up and slings you over his shoulder. This time you don't fight, just making a pouty face and groaning from embarrassment and your sore legs. You lock eye contact as Mina patrols the main area. She uses body language to tell you she heard almost everything, and you shoot her a dirty look as she laughs and continues patrolling. You're surprised with a bath that's ready for you, courtesy of Mina. Maybe you can't stay too mad. He takes off your clothes and sets you in the bath, as you relax and rest your head on the could outer ring. Bakugo's eyes dart to your neck, dark

markings telling exactly where his hends went. It was like your own litte version of a hickey, which put a smile on his face. "Who knew you had a choking kink? that was a real surprise to me." He smiles meanly as you hide your face in embarrassment. "I didn't know." You groan in sheer embarrassment. "Relax, I won't be choking you gain anytime soon." He gumbles in slight annoyance. "But what if a villain does?" You ask. "Shit, I forgot about that. Haha! Just imagine that villains stupid face when you let out a moan because of him choking you." He chuckles. "Wouldn't you get jealous? Another man, maybe a woman, choking me?" You turn to face him. "Well, it's my job to beat their ass regardless so they're gonna end up dead anyways. 1, for being a villain, and 2, for putting their hands on my girl." He explains. You didn't need his hand, you almost choked on the word girl. "Yeah, I said it." He pours some shampoo in his hand, lathering them together and scrubbing your hair. "You gonna deny it?" He grumbles. "No, just didn't think you'd say it first." You admit. "Well, surprise surprise, I'm not the same kid I was back then." He sucks his teeth. "You kinda are. You always sucked your teeth like that and you have the samer personality if we're speaking vaguely." You explain. "Well, I changed a lot, idiot. What do you know?" He massages your head with his yet again, magical fingers. "I know that the only reason you're not yelling is because you're thinking of everyone sleeping. Funny, you weren't when you got a taste of me." You say matter-of-factly. "You always were a smartass. I don't even know why I ever liked you." He grumbles. "Yeah, that's probably gonna stay a mystery. I don't know why I like you either, you were always an annoyingly smart guy for yourself." You grumble as he rinses your hair and you wash yourself. Bakugo briefly leaves and comes back with an oversized t-shirt and underwear. You change into them while sitting on the toilet seat, and Bakugo's eyes widen a little as he comes to a realization. "Hey, that's my shirt! The bitch stole my shirt! How the hell'd she even get into my dorm!?" Bakugo yells. "I have my ways!" You can hear Mina call out to him. "God, she's lucky I'm tired." He groans as he scratches the back of his head. "And she's lucky that you look good in it." He smirks as he looks you up and down seductively. "What, round 2?" You ask. "No, I put all my energy into round 1." He sighs. "Good, so did I." You let out a big exhale. "Now your turn." You signal him to get in. "I'll wash myself, you're obviously in no condition to." Bakugo says. "I can." You huff. "Please, you'd have to crawl to get over here." He rolls his eyes. Your eyes drift to the sink as you see your favorite scent of lotion. You look to your knees, they were beginning to get ashy, so you grabbed the bottle and began applying it to your skin. Bakugo's watches as you massage your legs, like they weren't on fire now. He observed as your hands moved up and down your legs almost as a signal, and he actually started considering a round 2. He shook the thoughts out of his head as he washed himself quickly, and got out himself and changed. After brushing your teeth with the spare toothbrushes-Geez, Mina and Momo really thought of EVERYTHING, huh?- Bakugo carried you to your-of course she would- shared room. It wasn't until he was laying next to you, settling into bed, when the smell of your lotion hit him. Like a million bricks. He recognized it quickly, his favorite smell in the whole world. "Mmm." He hums as he brings you closer to him. "Is this..?" He asks. "It was just there. I know you like it," you said, teasing his nose with the smell. "Apple Spice." You say in unison. He hugs you, putting his nose in your shoulder as he inhales the smell deeply. "God, I haven't smelt this in so long. you used to wear it all the time when we were little." He sighs. "When I moved, I never stopped." You hug him back, snuggling into his chest. His breathing slowed, and you could tell he was about to fall asleep."(Y/n)...?" He sleepily says. His words

are slurred, and his eyes are closed. "Mm?" You hum, getting sleepy yourself. "I love you." He says, pulling you closer to him. The softest 'I love you' you've ever heard in your damn life. "I love you too." you replied softly. You thought that'd be the end, but Bakugo kept repeating it. "I love you so much, so fucking much, I love you." His repeats grew softer, as you repeated him the same amount of time he repeats himself. "So fucking much." are his last words before his breathing slows and silence follows you sigh of relief. "Finally, thought he'd never shut up." you laugh in your head, as you follow suit, saying a final 'I love you' be before drifting off to sleep in his arms.

Fin

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To Be So Lonely

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Midoriya Izuku

Warnings: Violence, mature language, homosexual behavior, alpha/beta/omega dynamics

Word Count for Chapter: 2,342 words

Summary: Midoriya Izuku has always wanted to be a musician. Something about the lyric working with a melody to convey his feeling just made his heart race. After his father died when he was three, Izuku has always relied on his mother. She worked two jobs to care for him and always supported his dreams. But when his mother is diagnosed with breast cancer just after he graduated high school, Izuku has to shift his focus. Now he’s working two jobs and takes care of his mother with the help of his gay neighbors.

In an attempt to learn self-defense, Izuku takes a few classes at a local gym. It’s there that he meets Toshinori Yagi, an older beta who used to be a professional heavyweight boxer. Yagi notices Izuku’s potential and encourages the small omega to eventually go pro. So, in order to make more money, Izuku eventually agrees.

Bakugou Katsuki has only ever wanted to fight. Orphaned as the young age of four, Katsuki has been fighting to live for his entire life. Fighting is all he’s ever known. After fighting underground for a couple years, Katsuki is noticed by Todoroki Enji. The older alpha takes him in at 19 and names him the official successor of his legacy (especially since all of his actual kids hate him).

Now, Katsuki is 25-years-old and the professional heavyweight champion.

In a whirlwind of events, Katsuki meets Izuku in the unlikeliest of places. He watches the small omega perform and can’t help it feel extremely protective and absolutely enamored with him. The older alpha gets to meet him and say goodbye without even learning the omega’s name. Katsuki isn’t sure that they’ll ever meet again.

That is, until Katsuki officially meets Izuku at a professional lunch with his manager’s rival.

{OR}

The one where Katsuki is a professional alpha boxer with arrogance issues and Izuku is a stubborn omega that’s way little too reckless with his well-being.

With a wacky cast of characters (including three idiots, a manly best friend, a traumatized bastard with daddy-issues, and many more) absolutely hell-bent on getting them together, neither men can seem to catch a break

{0.4} Ignorance and Cowardice

“Be careful not to mistake insecurity and inadequacy for humility! Humility has nothing to do with the insecure and inadequate! Just like arrogance has nothing to do with greatness!”

― C. JoyBell C.

K A T S U K I

How the fuck did I end up here?

Oh, right.

My manager is an arrogant, abusive piece of shit with a huge ego and an incomprehensible need to show off.

“Stop scowling, Katsuki.”

Katsuki huffed loudly, his scowl deepening as he glared at Enji Todoroki. “I told you to call me Bakugou. We’re not fucking friends.”

Shouto, who (for once) looked as uncomfortable as Katsuki felt, plastered a fake smile on his lips. They were stuck inside a limo with his father, moments away from meeting his ultimate rival.

Basically, Katsuki and Shouto were here to be shown off.

“Sulking doesn’t suit you, Katsuki.” Enji rumbled, not glancing up from his phone. “Even Shouto looks excited.”

Katsuki glanced at the young Todoroki, who was obviously not excited. “What’s the fucking point of bringing him again? He obviously hates you and doesn’t want to fucking be here.”

Enji’s eyes flickered up from his phone. “He’s working on an article about my rivalry with Toshinori.”

“Of-fucking-course he is.”

The limo came to a stop in front of the venue where the tournament would be held. Katsuki could already see fans and paparazzi crowding the front, but he wasn’t all that worried about the interaction.

They were heading to the restaurant across the street.

I fucking hate the press.

“Boys.”

Katsuki froze at the serious tone in Enji’s voice. Even Shouto had gone completely rigid in his seat, which was more than concerning.

Enji placed his phone down and gave them a hard look. He looked incredibly intimidating. “Toshinori is bringing his successor to lunch. From what I can gather, the boy is a complete mystery.”

“So?’ Katsuki mumbled, earning a glare.

The older alpha took a deep breath, his expression full of untapped rage. “I don’t care how weak his successor may look. I wouldn’t be surprised if Toshinori has a few tricks up his sleeve.”

Katsuki swallowed, sharing a look with Shouto. “Both of them can fuck right off, honestly. The press alone is going to eat that successor alive.”

“Good response. Let’s head inside.”

Katsuki watched Shouto and Enji step out of the limo, his heart in his throat. Toshinori has always been his idol, so the idea of meeting was making his palms sweat. Even in his casual suit, Katsuki felt small.

With a racing heart, Katsuki exited the limo.

“I have to take a call, so you two head inside.”

Shouto, who had been silent the whole ride, simply nodded and kept his eyes on the ground. “Of course, father.”

Katsuki almost smirked at the sarcastic tone in Todoroki’s voice, but he knew better than to laugh. The last thing he wants is for a pissed off Enji to yell at them in front of potential press.

As soon as they were inside, both alphas visibly relaxed.

“What fucking airhead.”

Shouto chuckled at Katsuki’s words, adjusting his own suit. “I’m glad we can agree. Let’s just get this lunch over with.”

Katsuki nodded, scowling. “I just can’t fucking-“

The red-eyed alpha was cut off as a small body collided with his own. All at once, familiar omega pheromones (smelling heavily of chocolate and cherries) infiltrated Katsuki’s senses.

No fucking way.

“I-I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.”

The small omega’s voice was soft and familiar as he stepped away from Katsuki. He was just as beautiful as the alpha remembered, with wild curls and dazzling green eyes.

After a few seconds , green eyes met his.

“Freckles?”

The small omega looked just as surprised as Katsuki, paling slightly as they stared at each other. He was wearing a professional olive-green dress with a jacket, which accented his curves a little too well for the alpha’s liking.

Compared to how he looked a few days ago, Katsuki could barely process it. If anything, his inner alpha went mad with excitement.

“Blondie.” Freckles murmured, turning a soft pink.

Dear god, he’s so fucking cute.

Shouto cleared his throat, effectively ruining the tense moment. Freckles looked away from Katsuki, making jealous rage rumble in his chest.

“Do you know each other?”

Katsuki glared at Shouto, who was shamelessly staring at the small omega. “Not exactly.”

Shouto noticed the glare and smirked before looking at the omega again. “My name is Todoroki Shouto. And you are?”

“Um, uh,” Freckles looked uncomfortable. “I don’t like sharing my name. I should probably get back to my table.”

And that was enough to make Katsuki go rigid.

Is he on a date?

Is that why he’s dressed so nice?

No, the fucking Troll Doll said that Freckles has high standards with courting. He doesn’t seem like the type to lie…

“Of course. Enjoy your date.”

Freckles nodded at Todoroki’s words, his pretty green eyes glancing to Katsuki’s red ones. “It was nice to see you again, Blondie. You clean up nice for an airhead.”

And just like that, he was gone.

Airhead?

Katsuki could feel a colorful mix of curse words on his tongue, but he was much too surprised to say any of them.

“Are you having a stroke?”

Katsuki snapped out of his daze and scowled in Shouto’s direction. “I’m not having a fucking stroke, Icy-Hot! Where the fuck did you get that idea?!”

Shouto grinned smugly, which looked more than odd on his usually blank face. “I was asking because you went completely silent in that omega’s presence. Plus, he insulted you and you didn’t throw a fit.”

“What’s your fucking point, fuckstick?”

The younger alpha shrugged, turning to walk away.

Katsuki’s eye twitched as he glared at Shouto’s retreating back. “Don’t walk away from me, you half-n-half bastard!”

“Don’t scream, Bakugo. We’re inside.”

“I’ll fucking show you screaming, shithead.”

Katsuki followed Todoroki inside the main area, where the latter alpha gave them the name of the reservation.

The smell of chocolate and cherries hung in the air, which more than fucked with Katsuki’s senses. Freckles, who has consistently been haunting his brain for two days, was so close.

It was driving Katsuki mad.

“I’ll take you to your table. Your guests are already here.”

Of-fucking-course they are.

Katsuki silently followed Shouto and the beta waitress towards the private part of the restaurant. Now that he was on edge, the red-eyed alpha was radiating enough pheromones to make anybody submit.

The omega’s pheromones were stronger now, haunting Katsuki like an unwanted memory.

“Oh! We meet again.”

Katsuki snapped out of his pity party and locked eyes with their lunch guests. A familiar blond beta grinned kindly at him, but that’s not what made his heart stop in his chest.

An all too familiar omega was seated next to him, anxiously avoiding Katsuki’s shocked gaze.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!”

Freckles was sitting next to All Might, anxiously stirring his tea as he avoided Katsuki’s gaze. Toshinori, who looked more than amused, chuckled loudly at the alpha’s words.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, young Bakugou.”

Shouto, who looked absolutely delighted, offered his hand to the beta. “Ignore him. My name is Todoroki Shouto. I’m Endeavor’s son.”

Toshinori shook his hand, smiling kindly. “Ah, yes! The last time I saw you, you were just starting primary school.”

“It’s hard to believe that it’s been that long.”

Katsuki ignored the friendly interaction in front of him and took a seat at the table. Freckles, who still said nothing, was seated right across from him.

The fucking audacity.

This better not be his fucking successor.

Toshinori watched as they both sat down at the table and glanced over at the omega next to him. “This is Midoriya Izuku, my successor. He’s a little anxious, so excuse his silence.”

“I understand.” Shouto spoke evenly, smiling at the omega. “We’ve already met, though.”

He’s an omega.

Omega’s aren’t supposed to be in this kind of work.

Katsuki clenched his jaw and studied the omega in front of him. “I hope that this is a fucking joke, nerd.”

Midoriya froze, finally meeting Katsuki’s gaze. The same fire that Katsuki saw the other night was blazing in his pretty green eyes. He no longer looked anxious, but annoyed.

“I’m not too sure what you mean, Blondie.”

Katsuki bristled, his hands clenched into fists in his lap. “Don’t call me that. Do you even fucking understand the risks of what’s you’re doing?”

Toshinori and Shouto shared a glance.

Midoriya glared, which looked so odd on his cute face. “I think it’s you who doesn’t understand, Bakugou. In fact, I don’t know why you’re so pissed off.”

“You’re a fucking omega, for one.”

The small omega huffed. “What does that have to do with anything? You didn’t have a problem with me when you were catering to your alpha ego.”

Toshinori cleared his throat, but both wolves ignored him.

“You’re fucking dumb if you think you stand a chance, Deku.”

For some reason, that name felt familiar on Katsuki’s tongue.

Midoriya’ s body went rigid and his eyes turned a dangerous shade of green. “Don’t call me that. You don’t have the right.”

Katsuki raised an eyebrow, smirking as he realized that he struck a nerve. “So this isn’t the first time you’ve been called that? I’ll keep that in mind, shitty Deku.”

“You arrogant, pretentious-“

Katsuki ignored him, focusing his gaze on Toshinori. “And what about you? You know better than anyone that boxing is a dangerous career. How do you expect an omega to stand a chance?”

A heavy silence hung in the air.

Shouto awkwardly looked at his menu, obviously wanting to stay out of the dangerous conversation.

Toshinori sighed, not even bothered by the tension. “Izuku has shown quite a bit of perseverance when it comes to boxing. He’s been training for a long time.”

Training is nothing like the real thing.

Before Katsuki could continue interrogating Toshinori and Deku, familiar footsteps made him shut his mouth. Enji sat down between Katsuki and Shouto, completely unaware of the tension.

Deku suddenly seemed more tense than before.

“Toshinori. It’s been awhile.”

The blond cleared his throat and nodded, shifting in his seat. “Call me Yagi, Enji. We’ve known each other a long time.”

Enji’s eyes narrowed. “Yagi, then. Where’s your successor?”

Dear god.

Deku hummed politely, plastering a fake smile on his lips as he studied the broad alpha. “My name is Izuku Midoriya, sir. I’m his successor.”

Silence.

Katsuki stared shamelessly at the omega in front of him, studying every inch of his face. He was looking for something extraordinary or even remotely worthy enough to earn the title of successor.

The only thing he noticed, though, was the lack of bandages on the omega’s hands. His hands looked small and calloused, showing that he had obviously been experienced in working.

But Katsuki still couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact that the same omega who sang like an angel was supposed to be a trained kick-boxer.

I thought that music was his passion…

How the fuck did he end up here?

“Are you joking?”

Deku’ s mouth immediately settled into an annoyed scowl. “Not in the slightest. Were you expecting a pea-brained alpha like yourself?”

Shouto fucking choked.

Enji, however, was not as amused by the insult. “I was expecting someone more qualified. You’re small and obviously ill-prepared in the strength department. There’s a reason omegas don’t fight.”

“Izuku is more than prepared, Enji.” Toshinori murmured, his tone serious.

“And what if he gets bitten, Yagi?”

Katsuki’s blood ran ice-cold.

For some reason, the idea of another alpha biting Deku filled Katsuki with rage. Not only is the act of biting an omega, without their consent, absolutely despicable; But the toxins from the bite itself could be life-threatening.

An alpha’s bite contained a number of toxins. Usually in a mating process, the alpha has to bite the omega on their scent gland. The scent gland is the only place that holds the correct anti-venom to combat the toxins.

Over my dead fucking body.

“They’d have to catch me first.”

Toshinori hummed in agreement at Deku’s words, keeping his gaze cool as he stared at Enji. “After today’s tournament, we were hoping to do more intense training at your gym.”

Enji raised an eyebrow. “So you’ve accepted?”

“Accepted what?” Katsuki growled, his jaw clenched.

Shouto, who was sipping water at this point, finally spoke. “Father extended an invitation for Toshinori to train Midoriya at our gym. We have better equipment, and Father wants to see you two spar.”

Katsuki’s chest rumbled with a growl. “I don’t fight omegas.”

“Why?” Deku muttered, his green eyes challenging. “Scared to lose?”

Why the fuck do those words make him look attractive?

Katsuki stiffened, glaring at the omega. “It wouldn’t be a fair fight. Omegas are supposed to be soft-spoken homemakers. Not fighters.”

Deku shrugged, sipping his own water. “Guess that means I get to prove you wrong. Ignorant alphas like yourself are exactly why I started fighting in the first place.”

“I’m not fucking ignorant.”

The omega smirked. “Then you’re a coward.”

I’ll show you coward, shitty Deku.

I’m not a fucking coward.

Shouto cleared his throat before Katsuki could release his wrath, obviously trying to keep the peace. “Why don’t we order some food and discuss specifics? I’m sure Father would like Bakugou to learn kick-boxing.”

Toshinori nodded, obviously glad to change the subject. “One of my other students is fully trained, and I’m sure she would be happy to help.”

“Excellent.” Enji murmured, also changing the subject.

Katsuki, however, angrily studied the omega in front of him.

Izuku Midoriya was a fucking enigma. He somehow made stubbornness look attractive, all while maintaining a soft appearance. His size made him the perfect omega to cuddle and protect, but he made it obvious that he didn’t want that.

And for some odd fucking reason; Katsuki was becoming more and more obsessed with Izuku Midoriya.

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Empathetic Chapter 13

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Summary: After your mom, the number 1 hero in America, gets offered a teaching position at U.A., you two pack up your things and head to Musutafu, Japan to start a new life. Pressure for you in America was at an all-time high, and now you’re in Japan, where almost no one knows you, or your family’s past.

This tale starts on your first day of class where your new teacher decides the best way for you to fit in is to fight against the strongest person in your class: Bakugou Katsuki.

Warnings/Genre: This piece will feature some angst and reference to an abusive parent, if you are ever worried about other tw’s feel free to send me an ask and I will let you know. There will also be fluff, slight angst, pining, and slowburn.

A/N: I finished this weeks ago and then took forever to do my final edit! Which may suck, but I think the wait is worth it. I’m hoping to write much more in the new year! :) Please let me know what you think.

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It was another mundane and busy week until anything eventful occurred.

Although, there were still highlights to your week, particularly the lunch periods.

On Monday, you ate with Ashido, Kirishima, and the rest of that small group of friends you were becoming more acquainted with. News of Ashido and Kirishima’s relationship spread quickly as they sat together before class started and were giggling messes for much of the day. Therefore, the couple decided to sit next to each other during lunch instead of in the usual seating order. Because of the seating change, you were now positioned next to Bakugou who kept rather quiet except for the few times he nudged you to laugh at how idiotic the couple was being.

Tuesday was rather similar, except now Kaminari and Sero were pretending to be a couple in order to mock Ashido and Kirishima. They comically fed each other lunch, called each other disgustingly sweet pet names, and even pretended to kiss a few times. You, out of everyone there, found this the funniest. You could not help but laugh loudly at their antics while Ashido and Kirishima swayed between being upset, bashful, and laughing along. Bakugou had a small smile planted on his lips throughout the lunch, but did not bark out a laugh once.

On Wednesday, Ashido practically ruined your plans by telling you that she was eating with just Kirishima that day. You had been so excited to sit with Bakugou once more that you weren’t quite sure what to do. After some debate, you ended up sitting with the rest of the Class 1-A girls. They spent most of the lunch talking about school, which wasn’t horrible, but they were much less humorous than the ridiculous and rambunctious boys you had been sitting with.

On Thursday, you once again sat with the girls. However, Uraraka was missing today and was replaced by an Ashido who could not stop staring at Kirishima. Despite ogling him during lunch, she firmly believed in spending time with other people and taking things slow. This resulted in her promising one day for “just us girls!” As the two lovesick puppies continued to shift in their seats to get a look at the other. You even found yourself preemptively looking towards the table of boys to catch Kirishima’s glances. It seemed Bakugou had the same idea because you made eye contact with him almost as much as Kirishima and Ashido had.

When Friday rolled around, you were fairly tired. School picked up quickly and you were still working on catching up from the weeks you missed. With little sleep, you trudged to the table with Ashido and Kirishima and allowed anyone but you to carry on a conversation. Luckily, that was easy for the group sitting with you.

Although you weren’t quite sure what was happening, you were fairly certain Ashido and Kaminari were rallying a humorous bit about Aizawa and another hero. Something about jokes? Or somebody with a lot of jokes?

However, the happy atmosphere changed quickly as Mineta approached you all with a sick smirk plastered on his face.

Despite Kaminari and Sero being friendly with Mineta in their first year, and not outright hating him now, they knew better than to welcome him with open arms to a table with two girls, the chivalrous Kirishima, and a short-tempered Bakugou. With this in mind, they stayed quiet as the purple-headed boy arrived at their table and gained everyone’s attention.

“Can we help you?” Kirishima asked politely. He cautiously wrapped his arm around Ashido, very aware that Mineta could be more vulgar than the average person.

“I just wanted to congratulate you on your relationship,” He began, surprising all of you.

Even you turned to look at him out of surprise. The action wasn’t too difficult because he was positioned between you and Bakugou who sat at the head of the table. You furrowed your eyebrows as you watched him begin to speak once more.

“I have to say I’m pretty jealous you get to tap that pink a—“

“Oh my god,” Ashido’s voice covered up his last word and you all looked at him in mal contempt and utter disgust.

Anger immediately flooded through your veins and you almost threw yourself away to distance yourself from Mineta as much as possible. Furthermore, despite your tired mind, you had been wanting to destress for hours, and you swiftly placed your hand on the short boy’s shoulder as you saw the opportunity arise. Although it pained you to even touch him, you craved to let your aggressions go much more than your craved distance.

You smirked as his emotions ran through you. With as much control as you could muster, you did not allow his perverse feelings overcome you and instead focused on his insecurities.

“Pretty big words from someone who wouldn’t even be a hero if it wasn’t for your grape-filled brain,” You said, letting your aggression take over your conscious. “I wouldn’t make comments like that knowing full well all of us here could kick your ass. You don’t even fit well into our class when your quirk is easily outdone by Sero and your smarts are far from the best in the class.” Every word your spoke spit the venom of a snake, but you couldn’t stop yourself from letting though go into the loud cafeteria.

“Holy shit,” You heard Kaminari chuckle out of pure surprise once you finished ridiculing Mineta.

You removed your hand from his shoulder and stared at him with a sickly evil smirk, practically begging the purple pile of garbage to try and retort to much too real claims.

“Scram,” A deep voice beside you spoke up.

You looked over to Bakugou and saw as much anger in his eyes as you were sure were in yours. However, you were quite sure yours were now being replaced with confusion.

Mineta fled with his theoretical tail between his legs. You didn’t have to remove your earbuds to know he was regretting ever coming to this table.

Good, you thought as you watched him leave.

Once he was a good distance away, you turned back to your groups of friends who stared at you in shock.

“Damn, L/N-san,” Sero commented, very purposefully using formal language around you.

“Your tongue is as sharp as Bakugou’s,” Kirishima added while Ashido ran around to give you a hug for defending her.

“Thank you,” She whispered in your ear, her tone happier than you would expect at this time.

You nervously chuckled and scratched the back of your head, not expecting them to be so accepting of your angry side. It really only ever come out during a fight or when someone was particularly pissing you off.

“Yeah,” Bakugou quietly added. You looked over to him as he continued to speak, “It was,” A pregnant pause filled the table, “Cool.” Despite him still looking dissatisfied with his choice of words, you didn’t push for him to clarify.

“Thanks,” You replied, a gentle smile stretched across your hot cheeks. His own cheeks tinged a hue of pink you saw rarely and you knew that this moment was special. You didn’t want to rush to conclusions because assumptions were never ideal, but you hoped Bakugou actually liked seeing your quick wit come out.

The bell rang, signaling that your session of lunch was coming to a close and you had 5 minutes to get to your next class. You grabbed your small dessert before tossing the rest of your lunch. While Bakugou, Ashido, and Kaminari departed in a separate direction for the class with your mom, you gingerly walked with Sero and Kirishima back to the 2-A classroom.

The two boys continued to compliment you as you walked into class on your impressive words.

“If it was anyone else, I would be nervous to say this,” Kirishima spoke, “But Mineta is so crude that he kind of deserves it. Especially considering what he was saying about Ashido.”

You smiled at Kirishima, who currently had pink spreading across his face. “I’m sure you would have stepped in if I hadn’t,” You added, knowing full well that Kirishima was very polite.

The conversation continued until you arrived at your class. Sero moved to his seat while you and Kirishima walked together to the back to sit in your seats one behind the other.

When Monday had come, Aizawa still hadn’t prepared anything for the class to do, but today he came prepared.

With a pop quiz.

Everyone in the class groaned as he insisted it would give you all a better chance than the other students on the next exam.

By the time you got out of class, you were sure Ashido, Kaminari, and Bakugou were still with your mom.

Despite knowing full well that you should head over to your mom’s house and feed your cat, you were also very tempted to sit in on the class. Or at least see Bakugou again.

You felt butterflies erupt in your stomach, something that had become more and more common, at the thought of seeing him. You felt like such a fool with your ridiculous crush, but you couldn’t help how excited you got at the idea of seeing him.

Additionally, today’s class was supposed to be her day with every year rather than just one. The large crowd would mean she wasn’t as intense and detailed. Finally, you decided to use a simple excuse of a question to have a reason to go and see your friends.

Primarily Bakugou, you admitted to yourself as you trekked the halls to the large gymnasium.

Despite his previous comments, Bakugou’s temperament towards your mother’s class had gone down by Monday when she was able to talk to him more one on one about manipulating his explosions and how it matched with her fire manipulation.

Having sat in on your own siblings' training sessions multiple times, you knew the speech about fire, or explosions in Bakugou’s case, not being able to provide nearly as much defense as offense.

Ashido had recanted to you that Bakugou spent most of the day trying to use his explosions to block attacks from whatever partner he was with instead of using his explosions to attack them.

You were glad they were getting along with each other, but you want for them to get along together also scared you to death.

Is me wanting them to get along too much? You questioned, trying to be conscious of how quickly your feelings were getting the best of you.

Reluctantly, you attempted to swallow your nerves and went to grab the door handle of the gym.

Since your mother would be talking to all her students as opposed to just one years’ worth, you knew you would have quite the audience as you opened the loud door to the gym. That could be positive and negative.

As you predicted, a plethora of eyes moved from your mother to look at you as you bashfully came in. They were currently sitting on the ground as your mother talked to them about who knows what.

Immediately your eyes found Bakugou’s sharp vermillion eyes. You felt your face flush as his piercing gaze stared back at your shamelessly. It was almost intense enough for you to look down and run out of the gym.

However, before you had a chance, your mother whipped around and smiled at you as she noticed herself lose everyone’s attention.

“Ah!” She cheerfully exclaimed as you tentatively approached her and stood in front of more than fifty students.

You couldn’t help but watch Bakugou as his eyes brazenly traveled up and down your body as you approached the group of students. The smirk on his lips was a bold reminder that he was much more confident than you.

“Everyone,” Your mom spoke and she turned to face the crowd, “This is my daughter, Y/N!”

Although you knew what type of situation you put yourself in, you still nervously waved at the class before leaning into your mom. “Sorry, I just needed to ask you something.”

“We’ll be right back,” She told the class. Gently, she grabbed your elbow and pulled you away so the students couldn’t hear you. “Yeah?” She asked.

Although you appreciated her moving you both out of earshot, you were intending to talk to her in English, which many of the students knew very little of considering it was your first language and most likely their second.

“I was just about to head over to feed Cody and remembered you being a little low on food on Wednesday. Do you want me to pick up more?” You asked.

“Oh, yes! That would be perfect!” She exclaimed, “Thank you for remembering.”

“Okay, cool, see you la—”

“Come talk to the class before you go!” Your mother excitedly said as she pulled you back to the students, clearly wanting to show off one of her 5 prodigies.

Although she was strict when it came to training and held standards for you that were much different from her siblings, you were still her pride and joy. She acted so childishly when not focused on work, and it almost felt like Ashido was the one dragging you to do something you didn’t want to do.

“Tell them about how I am as a teacher,” She said in Japanese so the class could understand.

You sighed before looking to the students and trying to find the best words. Although there were many people in the audience you knew, you only kept your eyes on Bakugou as you spoke. Having my mom as your teacher can help you so much, so pay attention, you thought to yourself before speaking. “She is a hard-ass. She knows your potential and knows you can do better than you think. She is kind to you, but when you slack off, she gets more serious than you will ever see. Take this class seriously.” You paused for a moment before adding. “My mom trained all four of my older siblings. She is the number 1 hero in America, and they are all in the top 20 and climbing. You are lucky to have her help.”

Your tone was serious, but your mother’s kind smile was what made the situation scariest. She didn’t even correct you or criticize her for calling her a hard-ass. Many students had shocked faces with only a few exceptions for the students you knew would take her seriously and use her skill before she left.

“Thank you so much for stopping by,” Your mother spoke before turning to only address you. “This class is almost done, but I have a meeting, so I won’t be home by the time you feed Cody.”

You promptly nodded before turning to leave. You were too nervous to spare a glance at your friends, but you heard Ashido and Kaminari say goodbye as you opened to gymnasium door.

You used the small walk to the local pet store and then to your mother’s house as an opportunity to be with yourself. You thought over your week and what you needed to do. From homework, you needed to catch up on, personal training, and your hero costume, your life was fairly busy.

Additionally, the back of your mind prodded you with questions about Bakugou.

Did it seem weird that you stopped by your mom’s class?

Is it obvious you like him more than others?

You shouldn’t even be thinking about romance when you have to focus on your career!!

You knew full well that you had leaps to take in order to be an excelling hero. You knew it was more important to force yourself to actually train and practice than to worry about little friendships and romances. However, you felt tired.

You tried to calm yourself down by reminding yourself that you just moved to a new country and started school in a whole new place.

This school is made to help me train and get better, at least I have that if I am not doing much extra outside of class.

By the time you arrived at your mom’s house and were done feeding Cody, your feet, and brain ached. You spent the next half an hour on the couch with your cat by your side, lackadaisically petting him while scrolling through your phone.

Once your feet were no longer crying for a break, you made your way back home. The sun was still up, the warm sun shining perfectly on the concrete. It was just now entering the end of May and many bushes and trees were lush with green leaves and various vibrant other colors. The temperature was nice and tepid, making the walk home very comfortable because of the occasional breeze.

By the time you were home, the sun was just beginning to set. You quietly took off your shoes and greeted the few students downstairs.

“Ah, L/N-san,” Iida began once he saw you. He, Asui, and Tokoyami were currently stationed in the kitchen. “I know you aren’t used to the normal schedule yet, but we usually eat dinner around 6. Everyone takes turns cooking.”

You nodded while walking up to them. They were currently cooking up a pasta dish and the smell was making your stomach ache.

“Once you feel comfortable, we would love to add you to the list,” Iida continued.

Although a little tired, you still smiled at the trio, “I would love to. Is there a spreadsheet or list? I really only know American dishes so…” You trailed off at the end of your sentence. You enjoyed cooking, but you hardly knew how to make true Japanese dishes.

“Of course,” Asui began. She pulled out her phone to show you. “Each day has certain people with the dishes already listed. The school provides us with some money for food and different people go shopping each Saturday. It is usually the girls though, ribbit,” She explained.

Your eyes glazed over this month’s sheet. Each person appeared a few times with the respective dishes also listed.

“Who makes these?” You asked.

“Momo does,” Iida quickly replied while he drained a large pot of pasta.

You nodded, debating what would be your best action. “I’ll talk to Momo some time about getting put onto the schedule.”

The three classmates nodded and thanked you for understanding.

You sheepishly waved them off, telling them you were happy to help. You finally made your way upstairs with a small snack in hand. You were quite hungry at this point and hoped it would help satiate you until the food was ready in an hour.

You immediately plopped down on your bed and pulled out your phone once upstairs.

I can do homework after dinner, you told yourself as you scrolled through social media.

However, before you had a chance to really relax, you heard 3 rapid knocks against your wooden door. Quizzically, you stood up from your bed, debating who could be knocking in such a short, yet recognizable way.

Unsurprisingly, Bakugou was the person on the other side.

I should have known, you told yourself as you took in his outfit. He wasn’t too sweaty, but it was clear he has been active for at least the past hour. He was dressed in basketball shorts and a basic t-shirt.

“Can I help you?” You inquired. It seemed he rushed over to talk to you, making you wonder by he couldn’t wait.

“I want to fight,” He bluntly explained.

“Okay, um,” You mumbled, “I am pretty good right now. Can I take a rain check?” You retorted. You definitely were not ready for a challenge.

The blond rolled his eyes as you and sighed, “Dummy. I don’t mean right now.” His voice was harsh and it made you want to laugh at his reaction to your reply.

Your mouth formed into an ‘O’ shape and Bakugou leaned up against the door.

“Are you gonna invite me in?” He asked. The pout on his lips was rather cute, but you tried to stay focused on what he was saying.

“Do you even want to come in?” You pushed.

Bakugou scrunched up his nose at your sarcastic comment and leaned up to stand tall against you. “It would be rude not to. We have to plan when we are going to train together.”

“Ah,” You mumbled.

You moved aside to let Bakugou in. When he came in, you finally noticed the water in his hand and the way his eyes scanned over your room carefully.

“I didn’t realize you meant training,” You explained as you quietly closed your bedroom door.

No matter how calm you tried to stay it was rather difficult to do so when he was looking over everything you had.

He turned to look at you. “Are you dumb?” He judged, “Do you need coffee or something?”

You waived him off and grabbed your laptop, not feeling the need to keep this small spat going. You gestured for him to sit at your desk chair while you perched onto your own bed.

“Do you know your schedule?” You asked him as you pulled up the calendar app on your laptop.

“Yeah,” He began while taking a seat at your small desk chair. He slouched over in the chair and gave off a very nonchalant vibe.

You wondered for a moment what kind of vibe you gave off.

“I am free on Wednesday and Sunday,” He explained.

You nodded and looked through your schedule. You didn’t really have anything that couldn’t be moved considering you had only been living in Japan for a few weeks now. Silently, you wished your schedule would pick up more. You noticed most of your classmates were gone a few times throughout the week for their internship.

You bit your lip, debating your schedule before mumbling out, “Do you cook dinner at all?”

Bakugou stared at your quizzically, your eyes glued to your laptop screen. “Huh?” He replied, his voice louder than intended. He honestly wasn’t even sure if you knew you asked that question.

You looked up from him and immediately felt nerves wash over your body. “I’m just curious because Iida was talking to me about adding myself to that schedule. I was wondering if you did in the case that would mess up our training. Or, like, also because I know you go to your internship a lot and wanted to make sure I didn’t take up too much of your time. Sorry, I didn’t m—”

“You talk too much,” Bakugou interrupted.

You abruptly stopped talking. You stared at Bakugou, not quite sure what to say.

Is he even going to answer my question, you debated as you watched him.

“I do,” He finally added. “On Mondays.”

You nodded your head and simply looked back to your computer. You gulped down the lump in your throat before mumbling out a small and meek, “Cool.” Your eyes gloss over your computer once more despite already having your schedule memorized. “Wednesday and Sunday work for me too.”

Bakugou stood up from the chair. “Good,” He replied, before making his way to the door.

“Wait!” You exclaimed just before he opened the door.

He turned to look at you, his features were curious as to what else you could add.

“What time are we going to meet up?” You asked. “And where?” You added. A small pause, “And what are we going to do?”

“Geez, you have so many questions,” Bakugou groaned, he ran his hand through his hair in frustration. You found your eyes scanning over his slightly damp hair. It was still standing at attention and looked incredibly fluffy.

You didn’t react at all and simply gestured for him to keep talking.

“We can meet this Sunday at three in the afternoon. Just meet me downstairs and I’ll walk us to the Cityscape I end up renting out.” He paused and looked you over. “We are going to fight.”

You let his words wash over your and you simply nodded, giving him his cue to leave. When the door finally shut and Bakugou was gone, you sighed.

You definitely needed combat training but were not excited to face the fiery hothead again. You were absolutely sure he held a grudge and would put his all into beating you.

Reluctantly, you jotted down the time in your calendar and made notes for all following Wednesdays and Sundays to close off at least part of the day to training. You weren’t sure how long this would last considering you would rather face a wide variety of people a few times than consistently work with only one person. However, you were sure it would at least last a few sessions and that you would both surely help each other get better.

After dinner, which was quite delicious and filling, you stopped Momo to tell her you wanted to sign up for dinner duty.

Delighted, the hero in-training took you to her room where her computer was and showed you the schedule.

Each day was color-coded. In the description were the people cooking and the type of cuisine they would make.

“Most days are balanced with good cooks and not as great cooks,” She explained. “We keep the cuisines here for variety, but the groups have to choose 2 weeks ahead of schedule what they will be making. That way we can buy them with enough time.”

Your eyes glossed over the screen and looked at the various cuisines. Most were nights were dedicated to Japanese food except Friday, which was dedicated to pasta, Tuesday, which was dedicated to American food, and Wednesday, which was dedicated to Chinese food.

“The groups can also change the cuisine if they want,” She added after seeing you intensely scanning the days.

“Yeah,” You mumbled out. “I’m just not sure if I should go with the cuisines that would be easier for me like Tuesday or Friday. It might be nice to work on the Japanese days because I would be learning.”

Momo nodded understandably. “I’m sure everyone would be happy to work with you. I would note though that every day except Monday has 3 people. You would even out that group if you chose to and learn Japanese cuisine.”

That was Bakugou’s day, you immediately noted.

You looked at the calendar schedule and saw that he was also set to be cooking with Sero on those days.

You hummed while debating your options. “Could I try out Mondays? Maybe if I don’t like it I could move the day?”

Momo eagerly nodded. “Of course!” She moved her computer closer to you and put your name in the schedule. “Do you have their numbers?”

“Just Bakugou’s,” You quickly replied.

Momo nodded and pulled out her own phone. “Let me give you Sero’s so you can make a group chat.”

Once the kind girl gave you his number, you tentatively put him into your phone and made a group chat with the three of you. “Thank you, Momo,” You spoke while standing up to bow.

Yaoyorozu bashfully replied with a “You’re welcome.”

After a brief goodbye, you left her room and made your way back to your own. Homework… you mumbled over and over in your head as if it would make you more likely to actually get things done.

Once in your room, you posted up at your desk, laptop in front of you. However, instead of doing anything important, you stared at the blank, black screen.

After debating your actions for a few minutes, you grabbed your phone from your pocket and unlocked it.

The group chat stared back at you as you thought about what to say. You knew it was important to start the conversation, but you had no idea how to. You bit your lips and tried to calm your nerves, knowing full well that there was no reason to be anxious. However, you still felt your nerves crawl up your spine.

After way too long, you finally typed out a small message.

Hey, this is Y/N! Momo had me join you both for dinner night on Mondays. Hope that’s okay and please let me know how to help!

You immediately put your phone on silent and tossed it onto your bed, telling yourself that you needed to focus on homework.

You opened your laptop up and grabbed your notebook and pen.

You sighed before beginning an assignment. You just needed to finish it tonight so you would have time to work on your hero costume tomorrow.

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha #mha #bakugo katsuki #bakugou katsuki #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #katsuki x reader #bakugo katsuki imagine #bakugou katsuki imagine #bakugo katsuki fanfiction #bakugou katsuki fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction

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hichi842 · 4 years

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Hello hello! I just find your blog but I saw that your request is opened. so can I have a hc where reader is making a tiktok - "tried to kiss my bestfriend challenge" with shinso, baku and todo? thankies bby 💕

(A/n): Yooooo~ this is so cute and fluffy, I can’t even. Hope you enjoy!

Pairings: Shinso, Bakugo, Todoroki x reader

Warnings⚠️: Language

“Kissing My BestFriend.” TikTok Challenge

Hitoshi Shinso

You were hanging in Hitoshi’s dorm as per usual, generally you two would just sit there, doing your own thing in each other’s presence.

Though this time, you had something else planned. You’ve had a crush on Hitoshi for a long time now after you guys became best friends and wanted to confess to him.

You thought up a thousand ways to do it, things that either failed, were trashed, or you couldn’t do them.

Though, recently you had found a good idea, maybe not the perfect one, but definitely a solid one and you found it on the app you were constantly scrolling through, TikTok. It was a trend going around where you kiss your best friend and see how they would react.

You got onto your phone and on TikTok. You set up the sound before placing your phone so that both of you would be seen in the video.

“Hey Hitoshi, come here!” You waved him over. He looked at you reluctantly, but scooted next to you even so.

“Let’s do a TikTok! You don’t have to do anything, I promise.” You told him.

He seemed skeptical, but just nodded in hopes of getting it over with.

You started the video. Though all of a sudden, you started to get nervous, the idea of doing something so personal out of random just didn’t sit right with you.

You breathed out, trying to calm yourself. You’ve already started it so you guess you have to go through with it.

You face Hitoshi and he did the same questioning what you were doing. You made your move, slowly leaning in towards him, but as you got closer you had a sudden burst of panic and started to back away.

Though within seconds a hand wrapped around the back of your head and pulled you into him again.

His lips landed on yours and you just sat there, eyes wide open. Did he just pull you into him?

After he noticed you weren’t responding, he pulled away.

“Sorry, I thought that you were-“ He started to apologize, but you didn’t let him finish as you pulled him in for another kiss, this one a little longer before you pulled away again.

“Um..... surprise.” You laughed awkwardly.

Katsuki Bakugo

You invited Katsuki over for a sleepover like you used to do when you two were kids. He was reluctant but eventually agreed, so there you two were chilling in your room.

You two were doing your own respective things on your phones, not really having anything to do together.

Honestly, there was a lot of awkwardness in the air. I’m mean sure, you guys hang out plenty and you used to have sleepovers all the time, but you haven’t done it in so long.

On top of that, recently you’ve been feeling a lot of attraction towards the hot headed boy. At first you brushed it off, but as it kept getting stronger there was no denying anything. You had a crush.

You took a glance over at Katsuki, he was just sitting there peacefully. People don’t often think he could ever look like this, but you’ve seen a more quiet side of him a lot growing up. Yeah, we was usually angry, but not always.

You sighed and look back at your phone where you were currently scrolling through TikTok. You were looking down your for you page when you came across a video.

The caption read. “I tried to kiss my best friend today.” And that’s exactly what the video depicted. Seeing this made a light bulb turn on in your brain.

If you did this to Katsuki, you could see how he feels about you. Even if he reacts badly, you could easily play it off as a joke.

You scooted next to the boy and held the camera up like a selfi. “Can you be in a TikTok with me?” You asked.

“Fuck no!” He shouted at you.

“Pleaseeeee, I promise you it’s just this one.” You gave him puppy dog eyes.

He stared at you for moment before scoffing. “Make it quick idiot.”

You smiled before starting the video. You swayed to the music and Katsuki was looking at the camera.

You faced the boy and grabbed his face suddenly before smashing your lips onto his.

Katsuki sat there unmoving for a second and you started to get nervous. As you were about to pull away, he started to kiss back. You guys sat there for awhile, phone completely forgotten and you basked in each other warmth.

When you both finally pulled away, you looked at each other slightly breathless.

“You didn’t need some stupid excuse to kiss me, asshat.” He smirked.

Shoto Todoroki

You were studying at Shoto’s place tonight. Since his father wasn’t home and you guys had a big test coming up you decided it was best to do it tonight.

Currently though, you two were taking a break. Well at least you were taking a break.

Shoto was still studying and honestly you were getting bored without anything to do beside scrolling through endless amounts of TikToks.

You looked at Shoto. He was honestly so handsome studying. You’ve had a thing for him ever since the school year started at UA.

It was pretty obvious that he didn’t feel the same for you, but you still wanted to express your feelings for him in some way.

Then you remembered something that you had seen on TikTok a couple of times. It was pretty much this thing where you would kiss your best friend to see how they would react. I mean, it wasn’t the worst idea and you did want to see what Shoto would do in that situation.

You tried your best to work up your confidence and called Shoto over to you. He looked confused, but came to you anyway.

“Can you be in a TikTok with me?” You asked and he nodded, not really caring.

“What are we going to do?” He asked.

“You’ll see.” You started the video and sat there looking at him. He looked at you too, expecting you to do something.

You smiled before slowly leaning in. Shoto looked at you questioning, but after a moment he noticed what you were about to do. His eyes widened, but he didn’t stop you as your lips landed on his.

Almost immediately, he started to kiss back, taking his hand and covering the camera, while the other one caressed your cheek.

He pulled back and took his hand off your phone. You smiled at him and he did the same.

“We should... probably talk about this.” Shoto stated and you chuckled, nodding your head.

#Hila Writes #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha x reader #mha x reader #x reader #katsuki bakugou #bakugo x reader #todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki #hitoshi shinso #shinso x reader #request

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gemstoneconstellations · 4 years

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Request: Two Nerds for the Price of One

Summary: What do you do when you have two crushes? By Bakugo’s logic, find a way to date them both of course. (Bakugo/Reader/Midoriya)

Wordcount: 2142

A/N: this is a request from AO3. I hope this okay. I don't generally write poly fics cause I primarily write only about things that I have experienced or been in a similar situation, and I never been in a poly relationship so how it works is still something I'm learning about.

You ran as fast as you possibly could down the hall to class 3-A, slamming the door open harder than you intended. But you couldn’t help it! “Izuku! Izuku! Look at this!” You hopped over to Izuku’s desk, holding a flier out in front of you, unable to hold still.

“I can’t read it when you’re jumping all over the place ___chan,” Izuku giggled at you as he grabbed a hold of the paper. He gasped when he read it and started vibrating in his seat as well.

You plopped yourself at the empty desk in front of Izuku, resting your chin in your hands on his desk. “There is a sale of limited first generation hero merch with a chance of winning free tickets to the grand opening of the Hero History Museum! We have an opportunity to learn about some of the first vigilantes that changed our society and created the hero occupation! These are the people that inspired heroes who inspired heroes that inspired us!”

You grabbed both of Izuku’s hands in the air, your fingers interlacing. He smiled back at you, just as excited. “The first quirks to be recorded in history! Laws we have now were shaped by them!”

“The vintage costumes!” You squealed.

Izuku nodded with you and both of you yelled out happily, “New heroes to learn about!”

The two of you were kindred spirits. In first year, you took one look at his hero costume and knew instantly who he was inspired by. As a fellow fan of All Might and his amazing costumes, it was your duty to intervene when Hatsume tried to change the looks of his costume. That girl may be a genius when it comes to inventions, but as a designer she just threw things together. When she made Izuku new arm supports, you jumped in to adding some All Might esthetics.

Izuku was so thankful, it led to the two of you talking and finding out that the both of you were major hero otakus. It was so nice to have someone come over to your dorm room and not instantly judge you for the amount of hero memborbila you had.

You continued to gush. “Soon, you’ll have merch for sale and a museum with all the great things you’re going to do! I’m going to buy all of them! I’m your number one fan!”

“___!” He tried to pull his hands away to hide his blushing face, but you locked your fingers with his.

“Nope, no hiding Izuku! Take my compliments like the hero you are!” you laugh happily, making Izuku turn into an adorable strawberry, not noticing the eyes watching the two of you intently.

“There’s two of them,” Bakugo mumbled, leaning against Kirishima’s desk as he watched you and Deku gush about some hero nerd crap. “Two fucking nerdy ass Dekus.”

Kirishima chuckled to himself as he finished the assignment he’d forgotten was due next period. Thankfully, Bakugo is more lenient when it comes to helping with homework now. “Midoriya has really come out of his shell. He’s made some good friends outside of our class now.”

Bakugo starred as the two of you got up to walk out of the classroom. He tilted his head to get a better view. “I want to bite his ass.”

“Kats-”

“Her’s too.”

“Ew. Here, take my drink since you're so thirsty.” Kaminari thrusted an unopened juice into Bakugo’s chest jokingly.

Bakugo hummed, crossing his arms. “I’ve decided.”

Kirishima and Kaminari looked up at him, waiting for him to explain further as Bakugo paused to take a sip of the drink. “I want them both.”

Kaminari burst into a fit of laughter, holding his stomach, while Kirishima looked at him in horror. “What? No!” What the hell does his bro have planned?!

“I'm gonna make them both mine.” The ash-blonde just nodded in affirmation.

“Katsuki, no.”

The bell rang; the break was over and Kirishima hadn’t finished his homework! “Shitty Hair, I’m doing it. One way or another, their asses are mine.” Bakugo quickly wrote down the answer to the last question on the assignment before making his way to his seat, a suspicious-looking grin on his face.

“Well at least we know Bakugo has a type.” Kaminari leaned back in his chair, grinning as Kirishima sighed, giving up on trying to contain the chaos that is Bakugo Katsuki.

You groaned, completely depressed. Izuku and you had had a lot of fun at the hero merch sale; you’d both been able to buy so many items you never seen before. Of course Izuku bought everything All Might there. But when you two went up to the cashier, you were sadly informed that there were no more tickets. The museum was also sold out; you’d found out too late about the event. You lazily sketch out a new hero costume design for a first-year that needed more complex material for their quirk when a shadow hovered over you.

You looked up in time for a hand to slam down on the table and a body leaned in close to you. As you clutched your pencil to your chest, Bakugo smirked a few inches from your face. “Hey Nerd Number 2. What’s got you fucking moping?”

“Uh...I um…” You were completely tongue tied, heart pounding in your chest.

He just chuckled at you; you weren’t sure if it was a good sign or if you were about to be murdered. “I assume it has to do something about this?”

Two yellow strips of paper were thrusted into your face, “Hero Origins Exhibit” written on them. You gasp and reach out for it to see if it was real. He rudely dangled them above your head, out of reach.

“How’d you get that?!” You shouted. How on earth did he get two when you couldn't even get one?!

“I have my ways. I’ll give you them if you want...,” you nodded excitedly. “...but there is a price.”

Your eyes were locked on those tickets. Whatever it is, be it some gear or money, you’ll do it. If it means you and Izuku can go together to the museum. “What is it?”

He grabbed your chin with one hand, making you look at him. “You go on a date with me to the museum.”

Your breath hitched for a second as your brain translated what he’d just said. Date?! “Huh? Me and you? But I promised that I’d go with Izuku…”

Bakugo leaned in more, his nose grazing against your cheek as his lips made their way to your ear, and huskily whispered, “Then don’t tell him. How about if you agree, I’ll make sure Deku and you can go to the museum together. He’ll never have to know.” He bit at your lobe and then kissed the sensitive skin underneath. A shiver went down your back as he kissed your neck between words. “You want to see him happy, right?”

“Just one date?” You were completely melting in the palm of his hand.

He hummed, nuzzling your hair. “Sure.”

“Okay…” You dreamily whispered. If this is how he treats you, maybe it won’t be that bad...

The moment you agreed, he let go of your face. You blinked at his receding back, awakened from the dream-like state his warmth had put you in. “Good. I’ll text you the details later. And don’t be fucking late.” He threw you one more smirk over his shoulder before leaving the Support Course classroom. What….what just happened?! The shocked look on your classmates’ faces was all the evidence you needed to prove that, yes, that did just happen.

“Kacchan, I can’t believe you got these! You’re amazing!” Izuku was practically squealing on the common room couch, holding the tickets in his hands. Bakugo was sitting beside him, an arm resting on the back of the couch behind the smaller boy, bodies pressed right up against each other.

Bakugo had been casually instigating more physical contact over the past year so Izuku didn't even bat an eyelash as he leaned in closer. “I know. Now about the price for them….” Bakugo pulled the tickets from Deku’s hands gently as he whispered into the nerd’s ear, making him blush deeply.

“Kacchan! You want what?! But I promised…” Izuku fidgets with his hands in his lap, mumbling and slowly falling into the depths of his mind.

Smirking, Bakugo firmly wraps his arm around Izuku’s shoulders, practically pulling the other boy into his lap. “Don’t worry, I know about your little nerd best friend. I got connections and I could get you two to the museum. If you make it worth my while, Nerd.”

Bakugo tried not to chuckle when he felt the nerd shiver; gotcha. Izuku held up a pinky to Bakugo shyly. “Okay, if you promise?”

“Of course. I’m not a fucking liar, Deku.” He links their pinkies together, pulling their hands to his face to kiss Izuku’s.

He heard the nerd loudly swallow before launching to his feet. “Okay…okay. Deal, Kacchan! Thank you for this!” Bakugo watched his nerd escape to his dorm room with an amused and triumphant smile on his face.

Kaminari and Kirishima watched the entire situation play out, in complete disbelief. They walked over to Bakugo as he texted on his phone. Kaminari flipped himself onto the couch to sit beside the other blonde, looking to see he was texting you where to meet up on Saturday. “This can’t possibly go well.” Kirishima sighed from behind the couch, leaning on his elbows as he read the text as well. When did he become the voice of reason in this group?

“It’ll be fucking fine, Hair-For-Brains,” Bakugo snorted, waving a heart filled text from you up, bragging as Bakugo does.

Kaminari laughed, actually enjoying watching his bro finally make a move. Leaning back with his arms behind his head, the electric blonded asked, “How did you even manage to get tickets and they didn’t?”

“Easy. Bribe the cashier to tell them that they didn’t have any more tickets while I bought three.”

“So glad you are on the heroes’ side.”

You waited in front of the museum, messing with your hair and clothes every five seconds while looking at your reflection in a shop window. The girls in your dorm had helped you decide on your outfit. In fact, you’d pretty much had a miniature fashion show in your room. You sigh to yourself, mumbling, “What are you doing ___?” Going on a date with Bakugo Katsuki was not what you had planned.

If there was anyone you were more likely to go on a date with, you’d expected it to be Izuku. Oh Izuku…he’s so sweet and the two of you can geek out on a whole other level together. You wish he was going to the museum with you. But Bakugo did promise that he’d make sure that you guys got to go together for going on this date….maybe it won't be so bad.

“___?”

Your head whipped over to the side. “Izuku?”

Izuku came over to you, wearing skinny jeans that you’d bought him and an open flannel shirt over one of his regular shirts that said, “t-shirt”. You swear one of these days, you are going to burn all those shirts and buy him a whole new wardrobe. “What are you doing here?”

“Simple, I invited you both here.” Bakugo strolled up to the two of you, smirking with his hands in his pockets. You and Izuku look back at each other, confused.

“Uh…but I thought….” You fiddled with your hands, not sure how to say it in front of Izuku. This is so embarrassing.

Izuku didn't hesitate though. “Isn’t this a date?”

Bakugo just smiled proudly. “You are right, this is a date. All three of us.”

“Huh?!” you both yelled in shock.

He sighed, leaning in as he placed a hand on each of your shoulders. “Really, do I have to fucking spell it out? I like both your nerdy asses.”

“Kacchan, you should have just asked one of us out at a time if you were confused about—”

“Not confused. I just don't half-ass.” He spun both of you around, his arms resting around your shoulders as he steered all three of you towards the museum entrance. You were completely at a loss as Izuku looked like he was going to continue to protest.

“If I chose one then I would only be able to give the relationship half of my attention since I’d still like the other. So I’m gonna sweep both of you off your nerdy-ass feet.” Bakugo left no room for argument.

You looked back at Izuku, his face was as red as your face was hot. Both speechless, you were only able to go with the flow of Bakugo Katsuki.

#bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugo x reader #midoriya izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #bakugo x reader x midoriya #bakugo katsuki x reader x midoriya izuku #poly relationship #bakugo knows what he wants

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writinginthedarkwood · 4 years

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A Royal Romance <3 Prince! Bakugo x Reader

It’s fluffvember!! I’m not following a prompt list, but if you send me a request for a prompt I’ll do it! No warnings this is just cute!

“If you don’t find a wife soon enough I’ll have to watch your stupid wedding from the grave!” The beautiful Queen whacked her son on the head with her long golden scepter. The fiery young man shot his red eyes up and fumed. Interrupting his training was a sure easy way to get yourself blown up. His shoulders tensed as he dropped the iron anvil he was using to lift over his head and squat. It hit the floor with an incredibly loud bang. He slowly looked back at his also raging mother. He had been trying to ignore her until his last set was done. “Why do you always come in here and nag at me?” He said through grit teeth, knowing better than to raise his voice. Prince Bakugo was known for his fierceness, a well respected warrior that shook both enemies and allies to their very core with one look. The only other person that could ever hold a candle to that kind of fear and respect would simply be the boys mother.

Another smack of the scepter, this time behind the knee, making the prince lose his balance a bit. “What was that for!” He raised a fist to the air and scowled, this time unable to control the volume of his voice. “You’re going to listen politely you little brat!” The young prince growled and laid on his back, looking at the ceiling. He’s had this conversation 100 times, the fight always ends the same way. The truth is, Katsuki had no interest in ever getting married. Romance was always in the back of his head. He’d listen to her bitch and head to his favorite pub to drown out the pressure of fulfilling his royal duties. “I’ve been real nice and patient about this, but you’ve been of age to take a wife for awhile now. You not showing up to that meeting with Princess Uraraka and her family has damaged our relations with them!” She took a deep breath, lowering her voice to try and sound a bit more nurturing. “I worry about you. So I’ve decided to change my approach.”

The blonde lifted his head off of the ground to look at his mothers face. He kept a stoic face, not trusting this new tone.

“You have 30 days to find your own fiance, or you will marry the princess of my choosing 31 day’s from today. You most likely won’t like who I have in mind, so I’d get to searching if I were you.” With that the Queen spun and left on her heel, leaving the prince in a twitching stunned anger.

Prince Bakugo had hardly toweled himself off before heading straight to the pub. The door slammed open and the whole bars atmosphere changed. He stepped in and faces shot down to their drinks, knowing better than to look at the Prince when he was in a bad mood. The bar tender rose a mug of mead above his head with a smile. “Hey your highness! It’s been a minute! I thought maybe you’d forgotten about my humble establishment.” The yellow haired man winked to the new barmaid, he’d bragged to her a lot about knowing the prince ‘like a dear friend’ and the woman’s jaw dropped when she saw that he was telling the truth. The prince settled at the bar on a stool and the bar keep handed him a stein of his favorite beer. “You’re surprisingly quiet, what gives?”

“Not in the mood to talk Kaminari.” He grumbled into his drink and took a long sip. “Where’s shitty hair?”

The bar tender pointed to the corner of the pub with a chuckle. “Oh, Kirishima? I’m kind of surprised, he’s been chatting up a girl for awhile. She looks irritated, she brought a book with her.”

Bakugo turned to see his second in command, his most trusted knight and General sitting across from a commoner girl. Bakugo rolled his eyes and slammed his drink on the counter. Why would the one person I want to talk to busy themselves with someone other than me? He thought to himself with a scowl. Kirishima saw him looking and waved at him to join him. The girl turned her head to look and see who he was waving to and immediately turned pale.

I heard the prince visited here sometimes, but I didn’t think I would actually see him... Panic started to rise in your chest a bit, how did this annoying man know the prince? You had been trying to get out of this conversation for awhile now, you came here to visit your friend while they were working and maybe catch up on your reading. It wasn’t often you had any time off of work, especially during the spring. He was wasting your precious time, but he had wealthy clothing on. You knew better than to talk back to someone who might be a noble, it was easy for people in this town to lose everything just by speaking out of turn. You turned away from the approaching prince and stared back down into your book. You felt his presence just behind you, the aura coming off of him feeling almost poisonous. You had heard the stories, you had seen his soldiers coming back from battle covered in dried blood with sick smiles on their face. “Y/N you have to meet his royal highness, he’s the friend I was telling you about.”

He had been mentioning how his best friend was smart, loyal and handsome. You had been ignoring him, you’d been offered marriage by a few suitors in town. You didn’t understand why, you were under the impression you were plain looking. You didn’t have a lot of assets that a family would be looking for, so why were people harassing me all of the time? You couldn’t breathe, the man Kirishima invited Prince Bakugo to sit with you two. Your brain tried to think of a reason to leave, but your mind seemed to have shut off.

Prince Bakugo was star struck. Never in his entire life had he seen such a naturally lovely lady. Your hair was swept against your face, your eyes glowing with emotion and honesty. So many princesses he had met that were covered head to toe in makeup and restrained to corsets, they always had something hiding behind their faces. Their reasoning for speaking to you layered in greed. Bakugo never interacted with peasants, this bar was upscale, what were you doing here he wondered? “This is Y/N, she works with her family at a stand in town square.” He smiled and touched your hand that was holding your book. You flinched, just lightly but enough that the prince noticed. “Tell him what you sell Y/N.” He nodded, edging you on.

“Y-yes sir.” You stammered. “My father makes hand made daggers... I sell them to travelers.” You didn’t look either of them in the eye. You were trying to be as polite as possible. “Your highness.” You finished your sentence. Bakugo said nothing for a moment. “Isn’t that interesting, a woman who can read and knows her way around a weapon.” He smirked at you and squeezed your hand he had pulled away from your book. Your hand was shaking violently, you were afraid. If he were to do anything to you, you wouldn’t be able to fight back- your train of thought was interrupted with the princes fist. He flung his hand against the red haired man with a yell. “You idiot! Can’t you see your bothering this lady?” The prince grabbed his friend by the collar of his shirt and dragged him to the counter.

Kirishima smiled, he knew exactly what he was doing. He’d planted the seed of intrigue in his friend, and before long the prince was hooked.

You didn’t go back to the bar, even when your friend invited you. She said the prince had been back to the pub everyday this week, she said he brought so much business in they were running out of mead and cheese! You congratulated her on all of the tip money she was making. Your heart sped up a bit at the thought of the handsome prince. You had caught his eye that day, it was like he stared directly into your heart for a moment as he pulled his friend away.

You stood behind the wooden stand in the spring breeze, the town square was filled with people but not many had stopped by to see your wares. You sold one knife today, and it was worth a pretty penny so you leaned against the counter, reading your book instead of trying to get the attention of the people who passed by.

“Hey! Y/N!” You cringed at that voice, you knew exactly who was calling your name. People parted the way with hurried feet, scurrying to the sides of the plaza. You took a deep breath and looked away from the pages. It was the Knight Kirishima, and he wasn’t alone. He had a whole crew with him, including the moody prince. “Wow you were right Kiri! She is cute.” A gorgeous woman with pink pigment covering her whole body gushed. She had a flowing skirt dyed the brightest green you had ever seen. The crew swarmed your stand, picking up all of your wares and inspecting them. A man with stark black hair slashed at the air with a smaller dagger, the pink girl squealed and dodged his attacks. “Can you two try not to kill each other please?” Kiri called over his shoulders.

Prince Bakugo was trying not to look at your face. He stared disinterested off to the side. “Wow you guys sell good stuff. Your father hand makes all of this?” Kirishima asked picking up the longest knife in the collection and admired it. “What do you think Bakugo?” The prince had his hands in his pockets. He shrugged a bit, and you noticed a light blush forming on his cheeks. He swept his eyes to the side, catching you looking at him and the red on his face deepened. “Uh, yes sir. We have our own forge.” You straightened your skirt out and tried to stand up straight. “That’s amazing. It’s peasants like you that keep our economy thriving!”

Prince Bakugo shot a look of death at his friend and his face twisted in anger. “You shouldn’t call people peasants, you peasant!” He raised his hand to smack his friend, and Kirishima laughed. “Aw come on, you say that all the time!”

By the evening you were left with a heavy bag of gold, and all of your items were gone. The Prince having bought every one in stock without a word.

Your family was ecstatic, you on the other hand were heavily frustrated. Your father bought high quality steel, for managing to sell so well he made you a gift. He made you your very own long sword.

A few days after your second interaction with the Prince gifts were starting to appear at your family home. Your mother almost fainted when a healthy kid and foal were delivered to your doorstep. Bags of wheat, coal and barrels of beer started coming around one after the other. Your mother washed and braided your hair, she sang while she sewed you a new dress. Someone was courting her daughter, and she couldn’t wait to meet the wealthy mystery man. You lied and said you hadn’t had a clue as to who it could be.

You smiled every time another present arrived, faking happiness for your families sake. But by the end of the week, you were fuming angry, unable to mask how upset you were getting. You decided to take some time for yourself.

You’ve been studying months, reading every book on the matter. You had been reading about the art of sword fighting. Your father thought he had made you an heirloom, not a weapon.

You wrapped the blade in a cloth blanket and tightened your boot straps. You needed to vent out you anger, and headed for the woods in the blanket of night time.

You slashed at the branches of this small tree, easily cutting through the thin wood. You smiled to yourself, the way you moved through the air feeling freeing.

The ground trembled, a loud terrible blast made you lose your balance. You looked around, heart stuck in your throat. What was that? A battle? You dipped into the bushes, hiding your body from whatever terrible thing was approaching.

Someones footsteps snapped twigs loudly, but it sounded like they were alone. You saw the flash this time, a bright terrible light followed by a deafening sound. Birds scrambled out of their nests and cawed to the moon as they flew away. Branches flew across the clearing and you peered through the sharp twigs of your hiding place.

It was him, the Prince was pacing back and forth. He raised his hands, sparks flying off of his palms before settling down on a fallen log, looking up at the moon with his back to you.

Did that fool follow me out here? You gripped onto the hilt of your sword and jumped out of the foliage, pointing your weapon at the back of his neck. Pointing a weapon at the royal family would be certain death, but you were tired of being a toy to whatever sick game he was playing. Tears welled in your eyes as you demanded him to explain himself. He turned his head nonchalantly before realizing it was you. He stood up, his body towering over yours. You gulped, immediately regretting your decision to threaten him. You stood your ground, your voice wavering. “Did you follow me here?” He shouted. You furrowed your eyebrows and lowered your sword. “Follow you? No! You followed me!” You shouted back at the prince. He looked surprised that you would speak to him that way. “I always come out here when I need to think.” He said with a less harsh tone.

“Well...” You thought for a moment. He looked honest enough. “I came out here to think too.” A very small twitch of his lips hinted that this monster might actually know how to smile. It quickly faded. “It’s late, you should be in bed.” He said bluntly. “Shouldn’t you have your gaggle of followers around you?” You hissed, you’re a grown woman. You can make your own choices. He didn’t react harshly like you thought he would. “Yeah well sometimes I just want to get away from all of that.”

“All of what?” You pushed, and he sat back down on the log without answering.

“All of the wealth and fame? Never having to worry about anything ever because people fall on their knee’s when you walk by?” You seethed. You knew in your heart this man had to be selfish, going as far as harassing you with his display of power by drowning you in gifts you could never hope to pay back. “Just because I’m royal doesn’t mean I don’t have shit to worry about.” He said looking up at the sky.

“What are you stressed about anyway? Your family should be set for awhile now.”

You dropped your sword and put yourself in front of him, forcing him to look at you. “I knew it was you! What’s your problem anyway harassing me like that?”

He didn’t answer you. “You have my mother confused. She thinks I have a suitor and is getting all giddy about a non existent wedding.”

He smirked, not looking away from the sky. The moonlight hit his soft skin, you knew he was handsome, but out here he looked breath taking. Bakugo felt the same way about you, hardly able to look at you he tried to avoid eye contact by pretending to star gaze.

“Tell your mother it was just generous gifts. There is a wedding, it’s just not yours.” His heart was pounding in his chest. He hates that you make him feel so vulnerable, everything about you was so frustrating.

“Your getting married? To who?” You sat down beside him and looked up too. You were starting to feel tired, you were usually asleep hours ago. You never really get to admire the night sky like this, you don’t understand why people waste time looking at them when they have to get up for work in the morning.

“I don’t know who it is. My mother picked her out, it’s in about two weeks.” He took a deep breath, not really having the energy to be angry about it right now. “Can I ask you something Y/N?” He looked at the way your eyes twinkled in the dark, seemingly even brighter than anything in the sky. “Go for it... erm, your highness.” You almost forgot to be formal.

“Do you ever feel like you have no control over your life?” He asked plainly. Bakugo didn’t understand why he felt like he could spill anything to you. I mean, it’s not like anyone would believe you had a secret meeting with the princess in the woods anyway. You’d be labeled a liar before the words even made it all the way out of your throat.

You laughed a breathy, sarcastic laugh. “Uh, yeah. You can say that.” You looked at the blade you wouldn’t have without the money the prince spent at your store. “It’s why I want to learn how to fight. It makes me feel... I don’t really know how to explain it.”

A rustle in the bushes behind you too broke the bubble around you two. You had been focused on each other, you forgot you were standing without caution in the middle of wolf country. You grabbed your blade and held it towards the bush, but the Prince shot an arm in front of you. His palms facing outwards. He guarded you from whatever it was that was making so much noise.

An elk head popped out of the tree line, and quickly ran away at the sight of you two.

You both kind of laughed and lowered your fighting stances. “You know that form was all wrong, you really don’t know how to use that thing, do you?” He said with a stoic look and a hint of a growl under his breath. “Hey! Not all of us can use magic to fight. Where did you learn to make those blasts anyway?” You grabbed his hand and turned it around. His hands are incredibly soft, they kind of shown in the dark. You expected them to be callused and dirty, but even his nails were clean.

“I mean, I could teach you how to use that sword if you want.” You looked at his face and tried not to blush. “You want to teach me?” The kindness in his eyes didn’t fade, but his tone went back to being harsh. “I just don’t want you to get yourself killed out here is all. It would make me look bad if you died.” You couldn’t help but smile.

Every night you two met under the stars, you slept against your stall during the day. You waited until your parents fell asleep before creeping out of the door, your feet hitting the dirt path to the clearing with a giddy smile.

You two spilled how you felt about life out here alone. He told you about battles he had seen, claiming to have even run into a dragon once. He learned fighting tactics from studying the big creatures, never tempted to slay them. You always had heard he was a terrible and ruthless warrior, but he only fought against the most wicked of kingdoms. He didn’t even hunt for sport, only ever killing the forest creatures for food. You told him about wanting to travel the world, leaving your family and getting a job as maybe a mercenary. All while avoiding getting cut by the other one.

“So I’ve been meaning to ask you...” You ducked, his blade whipped over your head, slicing threw a piece of your hair. You swung out your leg, hitting his shin. He staggered for a moment but didn’t lose his balance. Just giving you enough time to stand up. “Just say it then!” He side stepped, his blade clashing with yours in defense. “Have you met your future wife yet?” He froze and you knocked his sword out of his hand. You swung hard expecting resistance, and lost your footing. You toppled onto him, knocking you both onto the ground. His back hit the dirt and you both lost your wind. You picked your head up, his face was burning. Your breasts were squashed onto his chest and he could see down your blouse. You squeaked and rolled off of him, and now your face was blushing terribly as well. “Sorry- I’m sorry!” You stammered. “I was just wondering what was going to happen... I mean after your married you probably won’t be able to uhm...” You looked at the discarded weapons. “Yeah it might be a bad look if I was secretly meeting another woman in the woods at night...” Your heart twinged. You had never told him, but the past two weeks have been the best in your life. You know you’ll miss having a sparing partner, but it felt deeper than that.

“This is probably the last night I’ll see you then, isn’t it Katsuki?” You said with a low voice. You rolled onto your back, laying beside him and looking up at the full moon. He said nothing, he had almost forgotten his mothers promise. Spending time with you made him forget about all the things he hated, he felt... happy when he was with you. Your smarter, kinder, funnier and braver than any other woman he’d ever met. He even asked you to drop the formalities, begged you to call him by his first name without any “your highness” attached.

“I guess it is. Tomorrow my time is up.” He finally muttered.

You took a chance and reached for his hand, he didn’t recoil. His fingers interlocked with yours, you laid a foot away, he held onto your hand tightly. You were so close to him, laying right by his side.

Yet the two of you felt so far away.

“What are you so dressed up for?” Prince Bakugo was trying to comb his hair down in front of his mirror. His mother wasn’t wearing anything special, of course her simple clothing was still lavish. He didn’t yell. “I mean I should look good for my wedding shouldn’t I?”

The Queen took a moment to realize what he was talking about. “Oh! Yeah...” She put her hand on his shoulder and the prince turned to see his mothers eyes looking kind. “You really didn’t meet anyone this month that would make a better wife, my son?”

You flashed in his head. Of course it was you, the minute he saw you sitting in that stupid pub you had worked your way in his guarded heart. “No, just point me to the direction of my new ball and chain.” He said quietly.

The Queen laughed and Bakugo narrowed his eyes. “There’s no wedding today, Katsuki.”

“What do you mean?” He yelled, his hands sparking like he might throw a punch. “I was trying to get you to put effort into finding love. You weren’t letting anyone near that spikey little heart of yours.”

“You tricked me?!” He raged. The Queen yelled back. “Don’t you raise your voice at me, brat!” She composed herself and straightened out her posture. “It worked though didn’t it? Where’s the little forest nymph you’ve been trying to hide from me?”

“What are you talking about?” Bakugo stuttered. Surprised to hear she would mention you. “Oh go ahead and pretend like you don’t know what I’m talking about... I got eyes and ears on you boy!”

Bakugo knew to hit Kirishima as hard as he could when he saw him next.

The Queen turned on her heel and walked towards the door. “If I met a common girl in the woods... I’d tell her how I feel before it was too late.” She stopped at the door frame. “Especially if that common girl loved me back, and I was just too stupid to notice.”

She shut the princes bedroom door, leaving him to think alone.

The evening was falling and the sky was turning a beautiful hue of red and orange. You looked at your sword leaning against the wall covered in it’s cloth. Your mother stirred a big pot of soup, humming happily to herself. Your father peered over his mug of warm cider and caught the distant look in your eye. “My sweet daughter, you’ve been so happy this month. Why do you have that forlorn face again?”

You forced a smile on your lips. “Oh I was just thinking father. I’m perfectly fine!” You turned back towards the window. You wondered if his new wife was as beautiful as you were picturing. If she had perfectly kept hair, clear skin... If she had gorgeous fashion and grace. If she knew all of his secrets like you did... if she loved the way he laughed manically with his whole belly as he reenacted blowing that war lord away. Or if she thought he was a barbarian... Your stomach turned and tears stung behind your lashes. What if he saw her and forgot all about you so quickly it was like you never met?

“I think I’m tired, don’t make me a bowl momma I’m going to just go lay down.”

You stood away from the window and headed for your small bedroom, just hoping to lay down under your quilt and silently cry for awhile. Why would I let something like this happen to me? I’m such a fool. You cursed at yourself.

“What’s going on outside?” Your father asked your mother before you left your little living area. You turned and watched your mother gasp and drop her spoon into the pot of hot liquid. A line of horses traveled up the stone path to your cottage. They carried the royal flag, you saw him in his full military uniform on top of a large black stallion. He was with all of his friends, Kirishima, rode right beside him in plated armor. They were coming fast. “Oh goodness, are we in trouble? The royal army is here!” Your mother grabbed your father out of his chair and pulled him away from the windows. “No, no its okay poppa. Stay here...” You pushed open your door and met them outside. Bakugo hopped off of his horse by standing on its back and launching himself in the air. He’d done that flip for you before and laughed when you tried to copy him, falling flat to your knee’s on the ground.

He grabbed your hands and you two embraced. His arms wrapped around your waist and you threw yours around his neck. “What are you doing here? Why aren’t you at your wedding?” You asked unable to hide the smile on your face, even though you’re confused. “Listen I never told you the whole truth about my wedding.” He looked sheepish. “There was a catch, I had to marry someone my mother chose, or find my own love within the month.” He started to ramble, throwing out how he couldn’t think about anyone other than you, that nobody in this world was like you. You giggled. “Katsuki, what are you saying?”

He stopped his word vomit and looked at you with determined eyes. “I’m saying that I know who I want to spend my life with.”

The prince knelt down on one knee and pulled out a golden band. “It has to be you, Y/N. I- I love you...” He slipped the ring on your finger. “I don’t expect you to be subservient like a slave, we can travel the world and fight together.. you’ll be my fearless Queen and-” You lunged at the nervous prince and tackled him to the ground. “Yes you idiot! Yes!”

Your mother and father cheered from the door way, along with all of his knights yelling behind you two. He grabbed both sides of your face and planted a hard kiss on your lips.

You closed your eyes, forgetting everything around you for a moment. All you felt was his lips against your own. The fog in your head moved quickly, clearing away all of the feelings of doubt and repressed emotions.

You could finally see the stars clearly, and they spelled out the truth.

You two were made for each other.

Thank you so much to my very favorite requester.

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liluwuzi · 4 years

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AU UNIVERSITY | Pt. 1

warntings: alcohol usage and roughhousing | 18+

word count: 1.5k

A/N: Hi, guys. I've been writing for a while, but goooosh, this is my first MHA-ff. Ok, not gonna lie, I did take a few breaks when I did start writing, sooo bare with me. :)

The vibration of the music interfered with the way of the alcohol was moving into your system. Unfortunately, your body wasn’t a stranger to the poison. You were at a frat party with your close friend Ochaco that you’ve known since grade school. A friend of the both of you invited to this party, although you did not see most of your friends including Izuku Midoriya. Izuku was the main person who invited you two to the party. You kindly declined, but he insisted that you should. He wanted his close friends around him when he found out that he made the football team. It was sort of odd that Katsuki Bakugo was a major influence in that decision. You meant to ask him about it, but it always slipped your mind. Ochaco broke you train of thought by tapping you on the shoulder. You, of course, kept moving through the crowd before she tapped again, making you turn around completely.

“What, what’s wrong?” You ask her, feeling a slight discomfort on your back side.

“Have you seen Deku?” Ochaco scanned her bubbly brown eyes around the room before they met with the blue eyes of the stranger that was behind you. “(Y/N)-.”

You felt a little nervous since your friend was acting quite strange. “Well, is he behind me?” You asked, chuckling slightly as you felt two intruding hands around your waist. “Izuku?” The alcohol in your system made you a bit light headed. Normally, you would have probably told your green haired friend off, but you felt comfortable in his arms. You, unconsciously, place your hands on top of the intruders.

“Tsk, tsk. Calling me by the wrong name already, sweets?” The intruder leaned towards the side of you, breathing heavily. “That’s your first mistake, freshmen.”

“You’re not-.” The young man’s hand travelled it’s way to your back side and squeezed your buttocks. You yelped, there was a tingle going down your spin or was it your kitty purring for attention.

Your friend finally came to her senses as soon as she seen that Dabi was about to have his way with you.

“Oh, hey, Dabi. We were just looking for our friend.” Ochaco chuckled nervously, twiddling her fingers behind her back.

The black-haired boy stepped away from you, you turned around to see that it wasn’t your green haired friend, but one of the seniors. The brother of your friend – Shoto Todoroki. You tried to speak, but words wouldn’t come out.

“What are you two doing here? Upperclassmen only.” He grabbed one of the beers that was on the table which was filled with plenty of alcoholic refreshments. “This isn’t a place for girls like you.” Dabi chuckled, opening the refreshment with his teeth before taking a swig.

Izuku did not inform you two that freshmen weren’t invited. This was your first college party after all. Before the both of you could even speak, there was an arm that wrapped around Dabi’s neck. The blonde appeared from the other side of his shoulder, smiling from ear to ear. His golden eyes scanned the two girls’ body and chuckled. Dabi didn’t look too pleased to see him.

“Dabi, are you hogging all of the beautiful ladies from me?” His friend slurred a bit before taking Dabi’s bottle and took a drink from it.

“You’re so annoying.” Dabi glared at the blonde. “Keigo, I’d like drinks without your lips on them.”

The one that he called Keigo smirked once again, which turned into a toothy smile. “Oh, where’s the fun in that, old friend?” Keigo approached the two girls with both of his palms out. “Who were you looking for again?”

You tilted your head a bit, confused by his gestures. You were clearly annoyed by the drunk bird brain. You decided to pour yourself a drink by the station so that you could ease up a bit.

“Izuku Midoriya.” Ochaco answered him, frowning that you’re drinking again. She knew how you got sometimes. Wreckless and fighting, mainly when you were with the infamous bakusquad.

“Oh? The boy with the undercut and green hair?” Keigo nodded, removing his arm around Dabi and directed his thumb behind him. “He’s out in the back. We were back there. Having a little fun.” There goes that smile again, you thought, sipping from the red plastic cup.

Dabi sneered at his friend as they both walked towards the patio. “Come.” He signaled you both to follow the two. You both followed them both outside. You felt the cool breeze against your skin since you were wearing a yellow crop top and a pair of jean shorts. The patio was a nice setting, there was a pool and a couple of patio chairs around it. The moon shined bright along with the pool lights.

Outside, you found a shirtless Katsuki that was laying down in one of the patio chairs. You could tell he was out of it. He had his hand on his head and his beer in the other. You felt your body warming up again, not because of your red cup.

“Deku!” Ochaco arms were now around the greenette’s waist. Izuku cheeks were as red as his swimming trunks. She frowned, pulling back from him. “You smell like beer.”

Keigo laughed, “I mean, their partying with the captain of the football team, what are they supposed to smell like?”

You rolled your eyes at Keigo’s behavior. How could Dabi even be friends with this asshole? They are polar opposites. Speaking of, Dabi was sitting on the other side of the pool with another beer, on his phone.

“You.. know, Ochaco. Don’t call me that in front of people..” Izuku finally returned the hug to his old friend, whispering something in her ear.

A set of eyes were on you, but you kind of just shrugged it off. Drinking the rest of your cup, your body was exploding with an energy of pure ecstasy and Keigo detected it.

“Sooooo, you never told me your name. You’re kind of quiet. You always like this?” He approached you, but this time he wasn’t smiling.

“It’s (y/n). And no, I’m not always this quiet. I am checking out my surroundings so guys don’t try to take advantage of me.” You smile up at the cocky Keigo and he returned that smile.

“(Y/N).. That’s pretty cute.” He ran his hands through your (h/c) hair, intangling his hands into your hair, pushing head forward gently into his chest. “Watch your mouth.” He whispered into your ear. “Then again, I like my girls with a little bit of bite.” Keigo then released you from his grip and laughed. You just glared at him, not sure what to say. You hands curled up into fists, you were ready to risk it all at this moment.

“(Y/N)! I think I’m about to take De-Izuku back to the dorm!” Ochaco’s sweet voice distracted you from your violent thoughts. Keigo was taunting you, he kept his eyes on you for the most part. You sighed, directing your attention to Ochaco and your drunken childhood friend. “Alright, I think I should go too…” You were feeling a bit weird after all.

“Oi…” The crimsoned eyes met with yours. You could feel Katsuki calling out to you. “Why are you even here, nerd?” He narrowed his eyes slightly before standing up from his spot. You noticed he was walking correctly, so he wasn’t that drunk.

“Let’s go.” He commanded, approaching you with that famous walk of his. Katsuki told his captain farewell along with his teammates. He grabbed your hand and made sure that he waited for Deku and Ochaco before heading out of the party with his hand intertwined with yours. This is the first time that Katsuki ever shown this type of emotion towards you.. Emotion because he hardly explains them in words.

“What the hell were you two doing there!?” He was almost yelling at the two girls. Izuku was clearly out of it. Your friend just looked at Katsuki and sighed. You didn’t want to tell him that this was Izuku’s idea, so you took another approach.

“Oh, I’m sorry, dad.” You had a pretty much sarcastic tone. “I wanted to have a little fun besides studying.” You rolled your eyes at the blonde.

“Tch, that was so stupid of you. I saw the whole thing. You were going to risk your college education over a stupid ass brawl.”

You rolled your eyes yet again. Who was KATSUKI BAKUGO lecturing? He was the main one that was getting into fights whenever you all were out at multiple parties.

“Newsflash, asshole! I do what I want!” You were ready to pounce on Katsuki and ready to show him what you were going to do to Keigo.

Katsuki snarled, yanking you towards him as you two walked. He placed his arm under yours so that you wouldn’t snatch away from him.

“You guys are staying with me for tonight and I don’t want to hear shit about it.” The blonde glanced toward Deku and Ochaco before heading towards the apartment buildings.

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rainywritingsx · 5 years

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Bagukous S/O is hit by a quirk that's supposed to make them love the user, but it doesn't work. Why? Hint hint, they just love Bagukou that much.

Ahhh I love this idea so much!! Also the quirk is so creative, props to you for even coming up with that, anon ^_^. I hope you enjoy! Also, if you have any feedback feel free to let me know. Have fun reading!

ALSO I MISSED WRITIG SO MUCH OMG IT FEELS LIKE I HAVENT POSTED IN TEN YEARS SKSKSK

Warnings: uh,,, it’s Bakugou so,,, sweAriNg

Words: 1338

“‘Lets go on a road trip’, they said. ‘Villains won’t attack us’ they said.” Y/n muttered to themselves as they hid from the nth villain they’d encountered on this so-called road trip. Usually they’d go out there and fight immediately, but Bakugou, Midoriya, Kirishima and Uraraka went to attack them and the rest had to make sure no other villains appeared. You never knew, right?

What y/n had noticed while hiding however, was that this villain hadn’t used their quirk. And their face was covered with a mask so they had no idea who it really was.

They quietly observed him, trying to find out what this villain’s quirk was but nothing seemed to hint at it. The clothes didn’t give away what the quirk was, they didn’t move in a strange way and from what y/n could see, this person was completely human.

What they didn’t realise though, was that right now y/n was in a vulnerable state, since they were observing the villain only and not paying attention to their surroundings.

Sadly, a person took advantage of that fact.

Y/n gasped when they felt a kick against their back that caused them to fall on the ground. Luckily, they managed to land safely so they weren’t hurt. They looked up to see who it was, and it was a stranger, but weirdly enough their clothes seemed a bit similar to the villain.

“Are you one of their sidekicks or something?” They mumbled to themselves. The person chuckled, taking off their, or should we say his now, mask.

“I wouldn’t call myself a sidekick. More like a partner of my dear Kouki-chan.” He said as a wide smirk appeared on his face. That’s when y/n noticed something strange. His eyes... they were pink, and the pupils had the shape of a heart?

“Kouki-chan, huh.” They repeated it to themselves.

“Now, if you just do as I say, you won’t get hurt and you can be Kouki-chan’s partner too!” A small laugh escaped y/n’s lips.

“No thanks. I have a boyfriend.” They said as they slowly got up.

“Oh honey trust me, Kouki-chan is better than any other living thing on this planet. You just don’t see it yet because he hasn’t used his quirk on you.” His quirk... that must’ve meant that this ‘Kouki-chan’ could make people fall for him, right?

“Again, thanks for the offer, stranger that kicked me to the ground, but I’m good.” Y/n said as they crossed their arms against their chest.

“That wasn’t a question, dear. It was a demand.” His eyes seemed to turn darker and his whole ‘sweet’ aura was gone. Before y/n realised it he grabbed their wrists tightly and a strange substance covered them so she wasn’t able to use her hands anymore.

“If you don’t come with me now I’ll carry you.”

“That doesn’t sound that bad, my feet are sore anyways.”

“If I make this stuff that’s on your wrists hot enough, your feet will burn off.”

“Oh.” Well That was a blunt statement wasn’t it? Y/n sighed and decided to come with him.

As they walked, she looked around, hoping to see any of their classmates but they couldn’t find anyone. And Bakugou... where was their boyfriend when they needed him?

Her eyes widened when she heard voices. They sounded like Midoriya and Kirishima who were probably talking to Uraraka and Bakugou. They could help her! Wait... if they were here, the villain would probably be here too.

“She’s here, Kouki-chan!” The male spoke in an overly sweet tone. The unfamiliar voice was what caused everyone to turn to the source and their eyes widened when they saw y/n.

“Y/n!” Bakugou yelled as he was about to run over to his s/o, until the villain spoke up.

“If you get any closer to her I promise she won’t make it out alive.” He stopped. He honestly just wanted to beat this jerk’s ass but he also didn’t want his lover to get hurt.

The villain walked up to y/n, resting his hand on their cheek as he looked into their eyes.

“My, my, aren’t you beautiful. Is that blond hothead over there your boyfriend?” Both y/n and Bakugou kept their mouths shut, but the explosive guy was about to literally explode.

“I’m sure my little pet over there has told you about me..” y/n scoffed.

“Yeah, you need a quirk for people to actually like you. Sounds kind of pathetic if you ask me.” Bakugou smirked at this, wanting to yell ‘that’s my fucking girl!’, but he knew better.

“Oh no babydoll, you don’t understand. I don’t make them fall for me, I make them realise what they’ve been missing all along. And that,” he nodded his head towards Bakugou “is clearly not what you need.”

“I don’t want to be your little slave, asshole.” The villain chuckled as he pulled y/n’s face closer, causing steam to come out of Bakugou’s ears while Kirishima held him back to make sure he didn’t do anything stupid. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust his s/o, he just knew that they were very uncomfortable with the way that stranger was acting.

“Do you think you have a choice, princess? Everyone loves me, and now you will too.” He said as his eyes and pupils suddenly became similar to his ‘partner’s’. Everyone stopped dead in their tracks, gasping at what was happening. Though they didn’t know his quirk at first, seeing the sidekick and the way he talked to y/n pretty much gave it away.

“Now now, my dear y/n, will you obey me from now on?” Y/n didn’t say a word as she nodded slowly, her head hung low.

“Ah don’t worry, my quirk sometimes make the people that I use it I’m tired, you’ll feel better soon. Yuto, how about you release their hands?”

“Everything for you, Kouki-chan!”

“Crap, what do we do now?” Midoriya asked the others.

“If we attack now he will obviously use y/n to fight against us.” Uraraka said.

“Let’s kill this fucker.” Bakugou spoke, his voice deeper than usual, anger evident in his tone as little explosions erupted from his hands.

“That does sound quite tempting, Bakugou-kun, but we also need to think about y/n-chan’s safety and uhm , our reputation as UA students.” Uraraka spoke, attempting to calm down the blasts boy, which, didn’t really happen but he did manage to finally use his brain.

Before they could even agree to a plan, they heard the villain cry out in pain. They all gasped and turned to look, and there was y/n, holding the villain to the ground.

“H-how did she...” Midoriya spoke wide-eyed. Y/n chuckled before pushing the villain further into the dirty ground.

“You guys really think a pathetic villain like him could take away my love for Katsuki?” Bakugou smirked at this, crossing his arms before making eye contact with his s/o. Their friends couldn’t help but smile at this.

“They’re such a cute couple oh my gosh.” Uraraka whisper-yelled. Kirishima nodded as he rested his hand on his chest.

“So manly!” He said, voice dripping with passion.

“That’s my fucking baby, god I love you so damn much.” Bakugou sighed as he shook his head in disbelief. “I’m so lucky man...”

“I love you too, Katsuki...” y/n spoke, a blush creeping on their cheeks. About a second later they realised that they were sitting on the villain, who was still slightly conscious.

“Now, would you guys help? I think that little slave got away and we need to get in contact with the pros. Oh Katsuki, sweetie, would you help me with beating up this little jerk?” They spoke, voice sweet as honey as they looked at their boyfriend, whose smirk got wider.

“Oh you don’t need to ask me twice, baby.”

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rogueariadne · 3 years

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To Have A Villain’s Quirk

TEN: CONTROL YOURSELF

Song: The Middle - Jimmy Eat World

Kaida didn't leave Midoriya's side the rest of the day, going as far as almost nodding off. The moment she heard Midoriya shift and groan, she was up and attentive to the boy. She didn't want to startle him too much, merely waiting for the boy to get a hold of his surroundings. Recovery Girl had walked in as well, taking her seat and scooting next to the two of them while he questioned himself out loud. "Rise and shine, sonny!" She called, making Kaida giggle at his sudden shock.

"K-Kaida?! Recovery Girl?" He looked between the two, gears in his brain finally turning as he looked down at his body. Kaida smiled and sat back a little as Recovery Girl started unhooking him from the IV's.

"Welcome back to the land of the living, Izu!" The young girl said, handing over a water bottle. He took it with a sheepish smile, slowly sitting up.

"Ah, thanks.." Taking a drink, he winced as he looked down at his arm. His expression suddenly lit up as he met her gaze. "How did your fight go?" She laughed dryly, looking away as she fiddled with her hands.

"Well.. it didn't."

"Huh?"

"I'll explain later. Why don't we go to the classroom and get our things?" He quickly nodded and there were off.

"I missed all my afternoon classes.. how were they?" Midoriya asked, looking out the window to the evening sky.

"Well... I didn't attend them either. I was with you."

"Ah.. Mr. Aizawa's probably gonna choke us with his scarf.."

"Probably.." They both sighed, clicking together how irresponsible they were. They promised their parents they'd keep their grades up, not skip out on class. Oops. They closed in on 1-A, Midoriya opening the door for them, Kaida rubbing her eyes tiredly as she stood by the wall. They both nearly jumped out of their skins as the bright red head caught the boy.

"Hey, it's Midoriya! Good to see ya back, super!" Midoriya gasped, causing Kaida to quickly peek her head in, Kirishima grinning at her, too. "Hiyama, you too!" He turned his attention to the green eyed boy, leaning forward a bit as Mina came bounding toward them. "Ha! Man, I don't know what you were saying during that match. But you were all fired up, huh?"

"I can't believe you held your own against Bakugo- He's super strong!" The tape boy said, Sero. Mina looked between them all, giddy. She quickly pulled the maroonette into the room, squeezing her arm.

"Are you kidding?! Midoriya, you should've seen Kai! She looked ready to take him down just to defend your honor!" The boy quickly looked at his friend, who just sent a matching smile.

"You guys really turned up in the first match, so none of us held back in our rounds, either!" Sato smirked, Aoyama peaking around Ashido.

"You were far from elegant but I suppose-"

"And the dodging was like, whoa!" The pinkette hopped excitedly, bringing Kaida with her. It made her laugh a little before it dawned on her. She looked between her former teammates, tilting her head in question.

"Oh! How did the match go? Did you guys win?" Mina grinned, hands on her hips as she stood proudly.

"Of course we did. It was super easy." Sero snickered.

"Yeah, you just made them slip the entire time." She only stuck out her tongue at them, wrapping her arm back around Kai's in a protective manner. Kai laughed a little again as they all huddled around the two, properly introducing themselves. She was glad that they were finally going over their names instead of her hoping they get called so she could learn them. She could see the look on Midoriya's face, seeing how much making friends meant to him. Of course, it wasn't just him making friends. They were talking to her, too. Even after the stunt she pulled just hours earlier. In their opinions, it was pretty badass, and they could understand where she was coming from. Although, it was a little scary coming from her.

Kaida carefully removed her arm from the pink girl, squeezing around the group to get to their things. She wasn't too much of a people person but at least she was making progress. She glanced at the fuss Iida was making over the bird boy sitting on the desk, the purple haired girl and tail boy calling him out on how he needed to calm down. This was such a lively classroom. How would she ever get used to it? She saw the other door to the room open, revealing Uraraka and Kaminari talking while carrying what looked like workbooks. Uraraka ran off towards Midoriya, Kaida looking back to her desk to put her things away. She noticed that Midoriya was still in his hero suit, glad that she had went ahead and changed out of hers when she left class.

"Hey there, Kurama, glad to see you're still with us." Kaida blinked, turning her attention to the mustard blond beside her. He had found him a comfy spot sitting against Hagakure's desk. He had a knowing grin on his face as he watched her get her things. She raised a brow, severely confused.

"K..Kurama..?" She racked her brain to try to understand why he called her that before the gears in her head started turning. Then it clicked. "Did you really just call me the nine tailed fox's name?" He chuckled, leaning back on his hand.

"Hm, I didn't actually think you would get that." She rolled her eyes, zipping up her bag. She turned to see Midoriya still talking with everyone before he suddenly took off. She blinked before she was gone too, everyone looking as she immediately ran after the boy. Where he went, she followed. They all noticed that. Kaida tried to call out to Izuku, but it was like he didn't hear her, so she just continued to follow the boy, hoping to find out where he was going. He led them to the front of the building, her trying her best to keep up before he finally came to a stop at he top of the steps to the building. It looked like he was trying to catch his breath, before he took off again, calling after his childhood friend. Kaida started to follow him before just staying a few feet behind him as they all came to a stop. She could see Katsuki starting to turn around.

"I have to tell you something. Maybe then, you'll understand what's been going on. I wasn't hiding my Quirk from you. It was given to me by someone else. Recently." Kaida's eyes widened at the confession, catching Bakugo's look of quiet surprise. But also annoyance. Almost like he didn't believe him. He started to turn around more. "But I can't tell you who I got it from, so don't ask! Sounds crazy, I know. It's like something out of a comic book. Only it's real. The thing is, I don't really have any control over this power yet. I haven't figured out how to make it my own, but I'm trying." As he continued to explain why he didn't use it, Kaida couldn't help but feel a little but betrayed. Why, out of all people, would he tell Bakugo first? Why wouldn't he tell his best friend his secret before Katsuki? Is it because they were childhood friends? Or did he just not trust her? She could see the other boy shaking with anger as Midoriya continued on. Until he finally said that he'd beat him with his borrowed Quirk.

"How dumb do you think I am? 'Borrowed power'? Don't talk to me like I'm an idiot." he turned around to fully face him, catching the girl's shocked and hurt expression. He clicked his tongue, so she didn't know. "You already made a fool outta me in that damn training exercise. So? Did you come here to rub it in? I lost. And to make matters worse, it was to you. I came in first in the exam, but that's not enough. When I was watching that ice guy, I realized I couldn't beat him in a head-to-head fight. Crap! I even agreed with what that girl said. My attack was so stupid! Damn it!" He was getting angrier by the minute, more upset with himself than anything. It broke her heart to watch him start to break down. "Enjoy that win, Deku! You won't get another one!" Kaida watched as tears threatened to pour from the blond's eyes, her own tearing up at the pained expression. "You hear that, Red?!"

Kaida's eyes widened more as he addressed her, Midoriya gasping and turning to look at her, realizing she had been there the entire time. "I won't lose to either of you! I'm just getting started! Got that?! I'm gonna end up the number-one hero, no matter what!" The pair looked at him with determined expressions, Kaida's more worry than anything, as he turned away from them, sniffling. "You'll never beat me again, you bastard. Don't even try." They watched him walk away, startled as All Might came onto the scene and started talking to him, only for Bakugo to walk away from him. Once he was out of sight, All Might joined the two, asking what he had said before the young boy freaked out a little bit, waving it off as nothing. But Kaida knew. And she finally began to put the pieces together. Eventually, All Might took his leave and Kaida looked down as her friend finally turned to her.

"So.. you heard all of that." He didn't look her in the eyes, fiddling with his sling. She nodded, giving a small noise as a yes. "I... I was going to tell you.. but.."

"It's from All Might.. isn't it? That's why you two are so close." She said it quietly, never knowing who could be listening. He gasped at her question. How was she right? But he shouldn't fight her, this was his best friend after all.

"Y..yes.. I'm sorry I didn't tell you first.."

"It's okay.. I-" She finally looked at him, eyebrows creased. "I have a secret I need to tell you, too.. But.. You have to promise to hear the who thing before deciding if you still want to be around me." Midoriya blinked in confusion.

"What do you mean, if I still want to be around you..? Is it that bad?" Kaida's frown grew, shifting her gaze away before he scrambled, waving his hands frantically. "Hey, if it's something that makes you uncomfortable, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to!" She shook her head.

"N-no.. I heard your secret. It's only right that I tell you mine. Including, everything about my quirk. So.. wanna sit on the steps with me?" She turned a little, a gesture for them to go sit. He nodded hesitantly before following her, sitting beside her.

For a while, it was just them. She explained how her quirk worked, how she could withstand being severely injured, her regeneration properties, how many tails she could generate, and finally her drawbacks. Saving the worst for last..

"H-human flesh..?" She nodded nervously, wringing her hands in her lap.

"And coffee! It.. it helps keep the hunger away." He looked away, nodding to himself.

"Okay.. can I ask something? You don't have to answer it if you don't want to though!" She quickly nodded, quiet as she waited. "Um.. have you ever.. well.. k-ki.."

"Killed somebody for food?" She finished. He nodded, not meeting her eyes. She sighed. She was waiting for it.

"..It was an accident." His eyes shot up to her expression. It was filled with guilt, sadness. "I was just a kid.. I was being bullied and I just wanted it to stop.." She hugged herself, closing her eyes tightly as she remembered it so vividly. "Suddenly, the kid was dead because of me not being able to control my quirk. Then I blacked out.. next thing I knew.. his blood was on my hands, and my hunger was gone..." She bit her lip as she started to curl in on herself. "I didn't mean to.. I didn't want to.." Midoriya reached his hand out before the sounds of footsteps closed in, the doors opening as the rest of their class flooded out.

"Hey, we're all heading home! Didn't know when you guys were gonna come back but we took the liberty of grabbing your bags." The red head walked to where the pair sat, carefully dropping the bags beside them. Kirishima frowned when he saw the looks on their faces, a few of there other classmates walking over. Kaminari being one of them.

"Hey.. everything okay?" He asked, worry etched into his expression at the tears in her eyes. Kaida quickly nodded, a false smile coming to her face as she grabbed her bag, jumping up from where she sat and brushing off her clothes.

"Y-yeah! Don't worry about it!" She hesitantly turned to the boy next to her, not meeting his eyes. "I think I'm gonna walk home alone, if you don't mind." She didn't wait for an answer, just pushed past Kaminari and the group, walking away from the campus. She didn't hear anyone following her, which she was grateful for, so she wasn't in too much of a hurry to get home. She didn't know what her family would do when she told the that she nearly got out of control. She could already hear her mom scolding her for not being able to control her emotions. And her dad.. She'd probably just get a pat on her head. Maybe she shouldn't say anything just yet. So, she didn't. It was an easy evening, her parents chatting happily back and forth. When she went to go train in the backyard, Takeshi followed her out, crossing his arms.

"Mind if I join ya?" This made Kaida perk up, quickly shaking her head as the man joined her in the yard. "It's been a while, so I know I'm rusty. Go easy on me." His playful grin made her laugh but she nodded, readying herself. As they sparred, Kaori looked out the window, watching the two like. It was like when their daughter was younger. But now, she had quite an advantage over her husband with how much training she had been doing. Of course, she was still naive, and Takeshi used that against her, predicting her so easily. Eventually one of them got knocked down, bringing the other with. This caused laughter to fill the space between them, both falling back against the grass as they talked back and forth. Kaori wished it would just stay like that, her husband, and her little girl, happy. She walked away from the glass, going to sit in the living room while the other two were occupied. On the other side of the glass, Kaida was giggling away as Takeshi was going on about some trip he went on and some guy that he ran into.

"You're serious? There's no way someone can be that stupid!"

"I don't think he was stupid, at least, not a lot. He had to be drunk or something! But he just kept falling forward and hitting his head, yelling something, calming down, then fall forward again and just do it all over." They held their stomachs as they laughed away. "He was just so out of it!"

"Oh god, that's amazing! You should've taken a video." He nodded in agreement, pulling himself to his feet, holding a hand out to the girl. She gladly took it, following him over to the porch stairs and sitting next to him.

"Yeah.. probably. So, enough of that. Second day of hero school, how'd it go?"

"Oh.. ya know.. just practicing hero stuff.. like saving people, and defeating make believe villains.." She started, getting quieter as she continued. "And attacking classmates.."

"You what." She laughed nervously, avoiding eye contact.

"Hah.. funny story, actually.. this kid, uh.. he went over board in training, and hurt my best friend, and uh.. well.. I may have lost some of my control.." The man sighed, leaning back on his hands.

"Kaida Hiyama. What's all this training for if you can't control yourself?" She squeaked in surprise.

"It was an accident! I was just! I was so angry with him and I guess, knowing that I didn't really have to hide my quirk anymore sent me into that state..!"

"That's not an excuse.. do you remember the last accident that happened because you couldn't control yourself?" Ouch. She flinched at his words, knowing he was right. Looking down in shame, she ran a hand through her hair. Takeshi sighed, patting her shoulder before he got up.

"Don't worry, I won't tell your mom about what happened. Go get cleaned up and ready for bed. Okay? We'll talk more about this later." She nodded as he went inside, and soon she followed. Maybe tomorrow would be better.

How she was so very wrong.

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meganshinsou-tm · 5 years

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Vermilion. (m)

↳ chapter twelve: two very stupid boys

❧ genre: pro-hero’s bakugou/kirishima, poly, happy ending

❧ chapter warnings: none

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It had been over a week since you had your first day as a sidekick and you and Bakugou had your first falling out. You were quick to forgive him though and he was more than grateful for it. Since then, things had become normal again between the two of you, while things also started to escalate between the three of you.

Escalate in a good way though, more and more each day you grew closer to the two heroes. Exchanging kisses every chance you got with each of them all around your shared home, becoming playful and more handsy inside their bedrooms. You were all adults and each one of you had needs, desires - so you fulfilled them. There was never anything more than wondering hands and mouths, fervent grinding and groping, hushed moans and sighs in the night and mornings - but every now and then both the men would let you get out one good intoxicating sound, both always smiling so proudly when it happened as if they were in some sort of twisted contest with the other that would no doubt hear from the opposite end of the hall.

It was a strange arrangement but so far there was no bad blood, no glares of disapproval or even a hint of either Kirishima nor Bakugou being upset or bothered by what was obviously going on with you. More and more you grew to figure out that these two were fucking weird and got along way to well for what was happening. There was no worry in your heart that things would go downhill anytime soon but there was something, you didn’t know what, always screaming in the back of your mind that this wasn’t right. But there was no evidence from either man that it was wrong, they were both the same as usual and still like the best of friends. So to say the least, shit was just confusing to you sometimes but whatever floats their boats right?

Then there were the times where the shitty area of your brain would try to make you think that this was all a game between Bakugou and Kirishima, that they didn’t want you, not like that. They just wanted you as an outlet to blow off steam, let out their pent up energy and then brag about it to each other behind your back. But you knew those two, you knew that they would never, ever do something so cruel to you.

Kirishima was the epitome of sunshine, of perfect and chivalrous. Bakugou, yeah he could be an ass but he was a good ass, if that made sense. The guy nearly ripped off someone’s head in the grocery store one day for grabbing the last watermelon you wanted, so there was no way in hell he’d do such a terrible thing to you of his own volition, he’d kick his own ass.

No. Everything was fine. Everything was fucking peachy!

You were just tired is all, since being thrown into literal action you never sat behind a desk again and you just weren’t used to having to actually work this much on the job, that was all. A nice and long weekend of doing nothing but relaxing and resting would put all this nonsense behind you.

At the moment you and Kiri were hanging out in the break-room waiting on Bakugou to change out of his hero suit, always taking longer than you because of all the extra shit he had. It was a Friday, thankfully, and the three of you had off together. You and the red-head were giggling at memes when your boss walked in.

"Kirishima, when Bakugou gets done, I need the two of you to meet me in my office for a few minutes before heading home."

The red-head nodded and gave your boss a ‘yes sir’ for confirmation. The boss looked at you, sitting across Kiri’s lap and smiling.

"(Y/N), great job these past two weeks. You're shaping up to be one of our best new heroes! Enjoy your weekend off and get some rest!"

You smiled and thanked him, once he was out of view Kirishima gave you a high five and pulled you close to him, placing sweet and loving kisses on your face.

"Look at you mama, kicking ass and taking names! Showing em how it's done!"

You giggled and did a terrible happy dance with the hero from your seat.

"What the fuck are you idiots doing?"

Bakugou's brash voice cut through your laughing and made you both look at him as he walked towards you. Kirishima flashed him a sharp toothed grin as his hand rested on your back.

"The boss just came over and said that our girl here was one of the best newcomers we have!"

Katsuki smirked and cracked his neck before rubbing it, "Well of course she is! Now, let's go home!"

"Wait a second man, the boss wants to see us before we head out, it should only take a second!"

You smiled and hopped off Kiri’s lap to let him stand up.

"We'll be back, it shouldn't take long!" The red-head placed a kiss on your cheek and took off towards the boss's office.

You looked at Katsuki and grinned, tilting your head to expose the un-kissed cheek. The blonde scoffed and rolled his eyes but quickly pecked your cheek as well and followed his friend shoving his hands into his pockets. He wanted nothing more than to get this shit over with fast so he could go home, curl up with you and his friend on the couch with drinks, food and a movie and sit on your asses all weekend.

"We need you to go on a mission for the weekend, you're expected to come back on Sunday but it could wrap up Saturday depending on how hard you work to get it done. I understand that since Miss (L/N) has moved in with the both of you, the three of you have developed some type of relationship which is your business not mine. But I also know that neither of you feel comfortable leaving her to stay home alone, even though I'm sure she's very capable of taking care of herself, but I am giving you the choice to either go together as a team, or just one of you. If you choose to go solo, then we'll arrange for another hero to tag along. So, what will it be?"

So much for a weekend off.

The two looked at each other and shrugged, it was true, if they were asked to go on an out of town mission they preferred one of them stay behind to make sure you weren't completely alone, at least until it got to the point where you were asked to tag along. Bakugou smirked and turned back to his boss.

"I'll go, Red stayed behind last time and worked until the morning. It's my turn this time. When do I leave?"

A few minutes later Kirishima returned from the boss's office, he gave you a soft smile and kissed your forehead while telling you to go meet Bakugou in the locker room and that he'd wait for you to come out. Once you found Bakugou he seemed to be packing his hero suit into a bag and a few extra clothes that he kept stashed in his locker just in case of last minute missions.

"Suki, are you going somewhere?" You asked softly as you walked closer to him and stood by his locker.

"I have to go on a mission this weekend, it's only until Sunday but I'm gonna try to be back sooner. I have to leave tonight."

You looked down at the ground and pouted. It bummed you out that Bakugou would be leaving you and Kiri, even if it was only for a day or two. You've worked with the duo for four months now, two of those months you've lived with them, and in that time you've become extremely attached to them and hated being apart from either one.

"Stop pouting like a fucking baby, I'll be back in no time. Plus, it's not like you'll be lonely, you and Shitty Hair always have fun together!"

The blonde was now standing in front of you, his hands on either side of your head on the lockers. You looked up into his ruby eyes and smiled as he smirked at you.

"I know, but I just like having you both around me though." You cooed, hands coming up to rest on his chest as your lashes batted in his direction.

This made Bakugou smile, he had to admit he liked you pouting and confessing how much you'd miss him, it showed him that you did want him and Kiri equally. His lips kissed yours before trekking down your chin and to your neck, making you purr and dig your fingers into the fabric of his shirt.

"How about this you big baby, when I get back we'll both take you out," he said with a gruff voice as he started to bite and lick your skin while his hands made their way to your hips and pulled you against him, eliciting a pretty sigh from your lips.

"L-Like a date?"

The blonde rolled his eyes and looked at you, cheeks flushed and your lip between your teeth. He had gotten pretty good at restraining himself lately when fooling around with you, but that look you'd give him just made it harder and harder each time. Katsuki nodded, "If that's what you want to fucking call it, sure whatever!"

You gave him a goofy smile and nodded eagerly, "It’s a date then! I'll miss you Suki, please be careful and don't get too fucking cocky!"

You smirked and pressed your knee between his legs, making his fingers dig into the skin of your hips as he growled. Bakugou kissed your lips roughly, his hands hooking under your knees and picking you up, pushing you against the lockers. You chuckled and wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck as you continued to make out with him feverishly. He nibbled on your lip and down to your neck. One of his hands pulled down the strap on your tank top to expose your cleavage, he kissed the skin of your left breast and bit down, sucking harshly, making you gasp and moan.

Bakugou released your flesh and kissed the dark purple mark that now adorned your skin, "Don't tell me what to do princess! Now, get the fuck out of here before I ruin you!"

An empty pizza box and open bags of candy were strewn across the living room floor where you and Kiri were cuddled on a fluffy pallet while you had a Lord of the Rings movie marathon. You'd switch between actually being into the movie, to talking and joking around with each other. Right now he was sitting between your legs with his back flushed against you and his head laying on your chest as you played with his soft and relaxed red locks, his strong arms rested on your thighs and rubbed your soft skin. As much as you loved spending time with Bakugou, rough housing, teasing each other and annoying him with all your affection, you loved spending time with Kiri as well. He loved your affection towards him plus he always returned it tenfold! It was tooth rotting how damn sweet he could be and you also adored how you could be a total nerd and idiot around him.

"Hey Kiri, is your hair naturally this red?"

You asked as your fingers played around and brushed through the mop of hair.

The man in question leaned his head back more and looked up at you smiling, "Actually no, my natural hair color is black!"

Your jaw dropped and you looked closer at the strands between your fingers, there was no way this man ever had black hair.

"Bullshit, your eyebrows are red too!"

Kirishima chuckled and placed a finger on your chin shutting it.

"I dye those too sweetheart. Here come on, I'll show you!"

The faux red-head leaned forward and stood up before turning around reaching out a hand for you, you took it happily and let him lead you upstairs. Even if you knew where it was you were going, your hands never broke from their grasps. Kiri loved holding your hand more than anything.

Once at his rooms door, he opened it and let you walk in first like the gentleman that he is. You plopped down onto his bed on your stomach, your feet swaying in the air as he looked through his bedside drawer and gathered what looked like pictures. Kirishima smirked and made himself comfortable beside you, laying on his side and giving you the photos.

"Oh my god, Eiji!"

You awed and cooed over pictures of him as a toddler with black locks, also a few middle school pictures of him. It was definitely him, you'd notice those captivating crimson hues anywhere, they were so much more endearing behind pitch black tresses.

"So you didn't always spike your hair? Why the drastic change?"

Kiri half-smiled at you before turning to look at the pictures, you noticed his change in mood and quickly told him that if it was a sore subject he didn't have to explain himself to you. He protested though with a reassuring expression, letting you know that it wasn't exactly a sore subject but in fact a very pivotal moment in his life.

Kirishima proceeded to tell you his story about his middle school days before he was the manly guy he was now. How he doubted his own quirk at one point because he couldn't seem to save people but instead just stand by and watch someone else do it and how he just gave up on even considering UA as an option for him until something found him in his time of despair and completely changed his life. Once he found out he made it into the hero course at UA, he gave himself a makeover and became a new person.

Once Kirishima finished you couldn't help but kiss him with every ounce of love your body had, to think that this wonderful and amazing friend of yours once thought that he wasn't 'manly' or good enough to be a hero to people blew your mind. Of course that wasn't his mindset now, he knew his worth and went above and beyond it each day and now more than ever you were proud of him.

Your kisses made him melt and you soon found yourself underneath him as he hovered over you and peppered your face with those goofy kisses you adored.

"Hey Kiri, if it means anything, you're my hero!"

Your words made his famous sharp-toothed grin that made his eyes crinkle appear, he nuzzled his face into your neck as he hugged you to his chest and kissed your cheek.

"It means more than you know (Y/N). As long as I can be that for you, I'm content!"

You smiled and almost teared up - god you were falling head over heels for this man fast.

Deciding to lighten the mood more, your hands started to wander over Kirishima’s thick and hard chest, making him look at you and smirk before planting his lips on yours. You kissed back, causing the sweet peck to turn into a hot lingering kiss as you rolled his bottom lip between your teeth and sucked on it hungrily. Kirishima let a playful growl escape his throat as you released him, giving his sharp teeth a chance to nip at your own soft lips.

"So, you have me all to yourself this weekend, what do you wanna do handsome?" You smiled wickedly and hung your arms around his neck, placing kisses on his cheek and jaw that made the massive hero weak in the knees.

Kirishima gripped at the covers beneath you, thoughts becoming muddled and his eyes becoming hooded. He nuzzled his face back in your neck where he placed open mouthed kisses and licked, his wet tongue burning your cool skin in the best way.

"Kiri,” you whined and tilted your head, giving him more ground to cover.

He chuckled and continued across your shoulder, tasting you and teeth lightly nipping your skin and making you gasp as you wrapped a leg around him. Lust was boiling in your veins and making you roll your hips against the hero, followed by him grinding into you. Kirishima’s knuckles were turning white from how hard he gripped at the covers, trying to restrain himself.

Of course he never thought that resisting your advances to go further than you usually did would become easier but shit - this was fucking torture! As badly as he wanted to fulfill your silent request, he couldn't - not yet, not without his friend.

"Mmm, I could think of a couple of things,” he breathed out, brushing his lips across your collarbone, “But we’re both pretty beat yeah? Maybe we should go finish the movie and go to bed?”

Ouch.

Of course Kirishima was always a gentle as he could be when rejecting your requests for just a little more action but for some reason tonight, it stung much worse. All over again that dumb part of your brain started to work up again, making you question now if something was wrong with you because it wasn’t only Kirishima that would turn you down, so did Bakugou. It was like a double rejection.

The feeling of Kirishima brushing the pad of his thumb across your cheek grabbed your attention, making you look at him as a half smile crossed his face. He obviously didn't notice the struggle you were having on the inside and you honestly didn't want him to. You looked away and bit at your lip, body unconsciously shrinking underneath him.

"Oh uh – yeah, yeah that's cool. But uh I’m not exactly up for finishing the movie, actually I think I’ll go shower real quick," you placed a quick peck to Kirishima’s cheek, “So can you let me up big guy?”

Kirishima’s red brows furrowed and he nodded before sitting up, hesitantly, on his knees. You faked the best smile you could and sat up. swinging your legs over the side of the bed and standing to your feet like a rocket. You wanted to get out of that bedroom, away, not wanting to let Kirishima see you looking any less than happy. Before you could escape though his hand caught your wrist.

"Hey, are you okay? If it's about just now, I'm sorry, it's just –"

He was cut off as you shook your head, hand waving and your body turning back to him quickly to kiss his lips. You ruffled his hair playfully and smirked.

"Don't worry about it Red, it’s all good," you replied with a somewhat strained voice before turning and walking out of the room, leaving Kirishima on the bed unconvinced.

As you showered, Kiri went back downstairs and cleaned up the mess of food that still lay on the floor. He replayed what happened over and over in his head, your mood changed so suddenly. You seemed, hurt?

It wasn't until then that he realized what the problem was and man did he feel fucking stupid. Of course you were hurt, Kirishima had straight up rejected you, no matter how easy he let you down it was still rejection. It wasn’t just tonight either, it was all the other nights, and from Bakugou as well, he knew that. It was their agreement, fooling around was okay but full on sex wasn’t, not without the other.

However that was an agreement you weren’t in on, you knew nothing about what the two had going on behind your back, how they were 110% on board with full on sharing you in every way possible and both waiting on you to catch on but the thing was - how could you catch on when you were left in the dark? How could they be so dumb to think that this would go well without any problem, any stress or damage to you.

At first it seemed like a good idea to keep it between themselves, but now that he could see that it was starting to affect you he was sure that him and Bakugou would have to move forward with things, which meant sitting you down and having that talk with you.

"Man, someone needs to kick my ass for this dumb shit!"

Kirishima pulled out his phone and found Katsuki's number and called it, walking to the stairs and listening close to make sure the shower was still on before walking outside the front door.

The phone picked up and Katsuki's raspy, tired voice answered, "I was almost asleep you asshole!"

Kiri rolled his eyes, "To bad, we need to talk! It’s about (Y/N)"

The sound of Bakugou shooting up in his bed could be heard through the speaker, even the sound of his hand gripping the device tighter was clear as day.

“What the fuck happened? Is she okay?”

Worry was thick in the blondes voice and Kirishima scratched the back of his neck with a sigh.

“Physically yes, of course, you know that man. Mentally though, I’m not so sure. I think this thing is starting to get to her and to be honest I’m getting tired of keeping this secret from her any longer. We need to nut up and get this fucking show on the road.”

Bakugou let out of breath of relief. “Tell me everything.”

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Wings of Fire (A MHA Fanfic): The Charge

After my date with Katsuki, we meet several times afterwards in the classroom at lunch. To joke, to kiss, to cuddle, to listen to music, we pretty much do everything now. Until, the internships start.

"Kid, you good?" Hawks asks as I space out while we walk down the streets.

"Yeah, just thinking. I'm kinda nervous if you ask me. I've never seen a hero have so many fans besides All Might," I admit.

"Me too. I've never had someone takes so many pictures of me, it's odd," Tokoyami, my interning partner says shyly.

"Aw come on, you two were so confident fighting each other at the sports festival, I wanna see that fire in you again. In Aki's case, more literally," Hawks says.

I roll my eyes at his reference to my quirk.

"I know a good place we can stop by to make you loosen up," Hawks says.

Hawks flies ahead of us, heading towards our destination. Me and Tokoyami share a glance and follow him.

We end up on the rooftop of a restaurant blasting bachata.

"Of course you'd pick a latin restaurant," I say, rolling my eyes.

"What? Did you forget that you're Puerto Rican too?" Hawks suggests.

"You're Puerto Rican too?" I ask.

"Duh, you think your father would tolerate my ass if I didn't speak Spanish? Quien tu crees que soy? (who do you think i am?)" He says cooly.

"Whatever, bird brain," I say rolling my eyes.

"I've never had latin food before," Tokoyami says.

Me and Hawk's eyes widen.

"I know exactly what to get then," Hawks says with a soft smile.

"Arroz con pollo and tostones? (chicken and rice with tostones?)" I ask.

"With a couple pasteles," Hawks says.

"Mmm, sounds like Christmas," I say.

"I haven't had a Puerto Rican Christmas dinner in years. I usually get KFC," Hawks says.

"Of course you do, chicken is your favorite food," I scoff.

"Looks like you're learning a bit more about me. Makes sense since you're my assistant intern- mesera! (waitress!) " Hawks says, before calling our waitress.

The three of us chat about our culture, detailing it to Tokoyami.

"Anyways, the first day of training starts after this dinner. We have a modeling gig at 5 and an interview at 6:30," Hawks says.

"Modeling?" Me and Tokoyami ask.

"I'm a model, you chickens. Hero work isn't my only job, and with looks like mine, breaking your face open is something I'd like for you both to avoid. You both are hot shit for first years," Hawks explains.

Me and Tokoyami both blush as he compliments us.

"What are we modeling exactly?" I ask.

"It's gonna be a major magazine issue shoot. You two are both hot shot quirk users, so we're gonna be everywhere," Hawks says.

"But we're interns," Tokoyami says.

"Yeah, but you're my interns. And the world is thirsty for a scoop on my hot agency since I'm quite selective with who I choose," Hawks adds.

I raise and brow and chuckle to myself.

"I'm just your sister's sibling, what makes me so special?" I ask.

"You're Endeavor's daughter, you're powerful, you're rich, your name is well-known because of the sports festival, you have two quirks, and you're hot," Hawks details.

"I don't think you should be calling your girlfriend's sister hot," I chuckle.

"I'm being honest," Hawks says.

"What about me?" Tokoyami asks.

"On the other hand, you are more mysterious and agile, private and closed off. You only open up on the battlefield. Mystery is a powerful to reel in people. You have unlimited power on top of your quirk that way. And you're also hot," Hawks says.

"It makes sense. It's a balance between two people, one who is more known in one certain way, and the other known who is less known but known in another way," Tokoyami says.

"Exactly. My job is to show you how to open up not only to how much power you possess by having one side of the story but how to open up to your quirks. and how to manipulate them with what people know about you. To expect the unexpected," Hawks explains.

Before he can continue, a bunch of food is set in our table, it's delicious scents coating the air in gusto.

"Damn, that smells delicious," I say.

"You're both gonna eat all this food?" Tokoyami asks.

"We're latinos," We both say.

Me and Hawks both dig in to the food in front of us. We all eat a little of everything until more than half of it is gone.

"You sure didn't lie when you said it was good," Tokoyami says.

"I haven't been this full in ages," I say.

"What do they do at your house, make you starve?" Hawks asks.

"Honestly, I wish Fuyumi would cook more foods from our culture. I mean I would if she'd let me," I comment.

"Maybe when you invite your boyfriend over," Hawks suggests.

I put down my fork and blush softly. I grit my teeth and smack his arm. he winces, his wings curling behind him.

"Shut up about my boyfriend," I say.

"Oh? So he's your boyfriend now?" Hawks asks with wide eyes.

"You have a boyfriend at UA?" Tokoyami asks.

I immediately feel my face turn even hotter.

"Y-yes?" I say shyly.

"Damn, pop off then," Hawks says, taking a sip of his drink.

"I'm assuming it's Bakugo," Tokoyami thinks.

I turn to him with wide eyes.

"What? How the hell do you know?" I ask.

"You're always flirting with him in class through your little arguments," Tokoyami says.

My jaw drops to the floor and Hawks starts laughing.

"Y CUANDO ME IVAN DECIR TODO ESO?! (AND WHEN WERE YOU GONNA TELL ME ALL THIS?)" I shout in my mother tongue.

"Calmate (calm down), we were just joking. Besides, you're clearly a new couple so we won't be too much into your business. Well, while at work at least," Hawks says.

I slap his arm again at what he's suggesting and huff. For the relationship we have, it's still kinda odd that he's so protective of me.

Later, we head out and head towards Hawks agency. We are familiarly greeted by our co-workers as we walk through. We head towards one of the studio spaces and see people with a bunch of cameras and lighting, as well as a rack of clothing.

"You're late, bird boy," A familiar hero says.

In front of us stands the current number 6, Miruko, another hero that works closely with my father.

"I just flew in, Miruko. Cut me some slack, will you," Hawks says, striding towards the rabbit hero.

Miruko turns to see us and she recognizes me.

"Aki, right? Loved your performance at the Sports Festival, your dad must be proud," Miruko says.

"I wouldn't say he's too proud," I add.

"Oh please, I would be proud even after you survived that crazy explosion kid, baby carrot," Miruko says, patting my head.

"Who happens to be her boyfriend," Hawks blurts out.

I turn to Hawks with wide eyes, recalling what we just talked about.

"Want me to kick him for you?" Miruko asks.

"Please," I say through gritted teeth.

Miruko kicks him hardly with her famous legs in his side. Hawks grits his teeth to hide the pain.

"And who do we have here?" Miruko asks, noticing Tokoyami.

"This is Tokoyami, my partner and classmate," I say.

"Hello," Tokoyami says shyly.

"Thank god you're the opposite of what the other bird brain is. Don't worry about anything today, all you have to do is wear a suit and look hot for the camera," Miruko says.

"What do you mean by the opposite of-" Hawks starts.

Miruko kicks him again.

"Anyways, Aki can come with me since she has a lot more options to go through," Miruko says, taking my hand.

I follow her to a dressing room, where there is a rack full of different black gowns.

"Alright, I want you to go through all of these and see what you like, and then we'll go from there," Miruko says.

Immediately, my body gravitates towards the rack, I toss the distasteful designer dresses behind me. I pull three dresses.

"You like?" I ask, flaunting the three options.

"Damn, you know what you want, don't you? I like that," Miruko compliments.

I smile softly and Miruko leaves me alone to strip and try on the first dress. I walk out and Miruko smiles as she sees me.

"You look cute," Miruko says.

"I don't want to look cute. I wanna look older," I say sternly.

"Okay, I'm assuming the dress is a little too lose then," Miruko says.

"I'm trying to piss off my dad, since I already have by joining this damn agency. You know, just to stir the pot a little," I say with a smirk.

I walk back into the room and change into the second dress.

The dress is tight but not very flattering due to the way it flares out. I pop my head out of the door.

"This ones a no," I tell her.

"Damn, okay," Miruko says.

I go back in and change into the last dress.

www.amazon.com/Fair-Lady-Vintage-Mermaid-Wedding/dp/B017EN7DBE

I walk out of the room looking like a goddess.

"Damn, you look like a girl who just killed her own husband," Miruko says, admiring my figure.

"Alright, what's next?" I ask.

"Hair and makeup," Miruko says, leading me towards the department.

Miruko walks me over and sits me down in the chair. A team of people start to touch my face and hair, applying different kinds of product. I hum along to the music playing in the background that consists of a lot of 2000's RnB.

"So, baby carrot, how'd you get hooked up with Hawks?" Miruko asks.

"He's my sister's boyfriend," I say.

"Damn, he has a girlfriend already? He only broke up with me a month ago," Miruko says.

My eyes widen. This is Hawks' ex? And they're friends?

"Now, that's a shocker. Thanks for the info," I say with a smirk.

"You gonna blackmail him or something?" Miruko asks.

"Nah, just in case," I say.

"Well, if you need any help, I've got the details," Miruko adds.

I chuckle softly at her sudden interest in me blackmailing Hawks.

"He cares about you a lot already, I can tell," Miruko says.

"As an intern?" I ask.

"No, as someone he trusts. Frankly, your sister hasn't been spoken of much in this agency, all we've heard from the Todoroki's is about you and your father," Miruko says.

I raise a brow. Me?

"What are you implying?" I ask.

"This might be a stretch since you already have a boyfriend but, be careful around him. On the surface, he seems like a total womanizer who can snatch every woman in your family, but that's only because he has lots of secrets," Miruko says.

I smirk at the word "secrets" and she smiles.

"I can tell you're the type to uncover peoples secrets for yourself," Miruko says.

"It's an interest of mine since my family is so vague with their history," I say, rolling my eyes.

"Well guess what, he is too. But he's more on the protective side since he's a hero. He befriends you and then milks information out of you. You're not the type to do that, are you?" Miruko asks.

"No, I go with a practical approach. A slow burn if you will," I say.

"Fitting since you have flame quirk. personally, that's my favorite kind of manipulation. He's gonna be persistent with you when with you at work and when you're at home, trying to ask you about all these different things. What I'm saying is, he needs to calm his feathers, and if you want to protect yourself and give your sister the kind of relationship she deserves, the less he knows, the more he'll turn away from you and switch his sights to her," Miruko says.

"And why is this important?" I ask.

"So he can open up and give you any blackmail you need. Even him asking a single question can be useful if he strays away from her," Miruko says.

"You planning on using that tactic one day?" I ask.

"Sure, when the right girl to target comes around, he is one of my best friends, so I'm always keeping track of his dating life," Miruko says.

The stylists, finish up on me and I stand up from the chair. I walk into the main stage and feel Miruko eyes still on me.

The right target...she's probably talking about me. I'm assuming she wants me to work for her on the DL to collect blackmail to make him pay for their breakup. Ah, jealousy. The killer of all relationships. I brush the thought off immediately, I don't have time for that, I just got a new boyfriend, a new job, and so far I have my eyes peeled on Hawks to see if he does anything out of order that could hurt my sister.

When I step out onto the stage, Hawks and Tokoyami are getting their touch-ups done. They meet my glance and their eyes widen.

"Damn..." They both say at once.

I flip my hair over my shoulder and smile.

"You look so different," Tokoyami says, turning away to blush.

"You look so sexy, I might even say it's a bit too much," Hawks says, walking towards me nervously.

"That's the point, you idiots. I'm trying to piss off my dad by looking older than I am," I say.

"Ah, so you're trying to impress your dad?" Hawks asks.

"He thinks I'm not capable of holding my own ground. So this shoot and interview will prove him wrong," I say with a smirk.

Hawks smiles and pats my shoulder.

The three of us walk onto the main stage and take pictures in various poses. Some solo, some with me and Tokoyami some of me and Hawks and some as the trio. We got too the cameras and flip through the options. I stare at all of them, trying to decide which ones would make Dad and Shoto grit their teeth the hardest.

The three of us agree between the pictures and we head downstairs for our interview.

In mine, I give surface details of what my famous hero family is like and what mark I intend to leave in the agency, which is...to impress.

__________________________________________

The next week after our shoot, the magazine is released with the cover we chose. Hawks didn't lie when he said it'd be everywhere. When I get to school, I spot many students with the issue.

"Love the dress, Aki!"

"You look so hot, Aki!" Students shout from across the hall.

"You some sort of celebrity now or something for being in that agency?" Shoto asks.

I pull the magazine out from my bag. I hand it to Shoto and he stares at the cover with wide eyes.

"That's you?" He asks.

"Clear as day. And if you flip to page 24, my interview is there," I say proudly.

"You look like a model," Shoto says.

"Because Hawks is also a model, not just a hero. I found that out yesterday over dinner," I add.

"You had dinner with him too?" Shoto asks.

I nod and take the issue back.

"Do you know how livid Dad is gonna be when he sees that?" Shoto reminds me.

"Yeah," I nod.

"Oh, so this was on purpose?" Shoto asks.

"You and him both agree that I can't be anything without him, but guess whose face is all over the city and whose name is coming out of every households mouth?" I ask.

"Yours," Shoto mutters.

"Right, and all he's doing is drilling you about your fire quirk and how weak you are, meanwhile Hawks is telling me exactly what I needed to hear all these years with Dad. To me, Hawks is more of a man then our father could ever be, and I know Dad would agree himself," I say honestly.

"Have you worked on your quirk at all though?" Shoto asks.

"He's been helping me and Tokoyami strengthen and develop special attacks. For example, my boomerang shards," I say.

Shoto sighs and we both continue to our classroom. As we walk in, I spot several of our classmates with the magazine issue. I walk towards my seat and my classmates acknowledge me.

"You looked really pretty, Aki," Uraraka compliments.

"Thank you," I say.

"I see you're not the only one whose modeling," Momo says.

"I heard about your commercial gig from Sho, congratulations!" I say with a smile.

"Thank you, I hope we can do a joint shoot with Hawks's agency one day," Momo says.

"I'll let him know. I'm his interning assistant, so I manage all of his accounts," I comment.

"That's convenient," Momo says with a giggle.

"She looks so sexy!" Mineta says, drooling over the magazine.

"It's almost like the real thing," Kaminari says beside him.

Me and Momo both roll our eyes.

Bakugo walks over with his own issue and smacks them both over the head.

"Fucking pervs," He growls.

They both scutter back in fright. He peeks a glance towards me and I wink in his direction. He smirks back at me.

"By the way, what's up with you and him? " Momo asks.

I debate in my head whether or not I should tell her about Katsuki. I lower her ear to my mouth and whisper,

"He's my new boyfriend."

Momo 's eyes widen and she smiles widely.

"I knew it! I knew you liked him. When are you gonna tell the others?" Momo asks.

"Not sure," I say.

We both head to our seats as the bell rings. Me and Momo continue our conversation even when Aizawa-sensei enters.

"You went on a date with him?" She whispers lowly.

I nod.

"How did you-"

"Ladies in the back, care to share to the class what you're talking about that seems so important?" Aizawa asks, calling us out.

Momo and I tense up.

"Since midterms are coming up, I was telling her...that I was planning a study session at my house for it. And that I would need her help since she's another student with a high GPA," Momo makes up.

"Thanks, Momo," Sero says with a smile.

"That would help a lot," Tsu says.

"Fine, there's only a week until exams. You're all prepared right?"Aizawa asks.

"yes!" We all say.

"That's all then," Aizawa says, returning to his sleeping bag.

"In that case, I have to tell mother to open up the hall! What kind of tea are you all partial to? Of course you can trust me to help you all study!" Momo says, running along with the idea.

Looks like I'm helping her plan a study party.

"Her bounciness is so cute, I really don't care," Mina says in awe of her excitement.

"I was hoping me and you could study together at my place," Katsuki whispers in my ear.

"With you, I wouldn't get much studying done at all," I scoff.

"I mean we're both already pretty smart, so why not?" Katsuki asks.

"As much as I'd love to help you 'study', she's my best friend, I have to support her," I say.

Katsuki's smile fades and he tsks.

"But maybe at lunch I could...make it up to you," I say seductively.

Katsuki turns back to face me with wide eyes.

"I'm kidding, you nasty bitch," I say in my regular tone.

"Shut up, dumbass," Katsuki says, starting to blush as usual.

I giggle softly at his antics.

Later at lunch, I realize that I'm the first one to show up.

I start to munch on my chips and wait for Katsuki. Soon, he shows up with boxes of pocky in his hand.

"Hey, babe," Katsuki says.

"Hi," I say sweetly, leaving a kiss on his lips.

"I got snacks," Katsuki says, putting down the boxes of pocky.

"Good, I'll save them for Mmo's study party," I say.

"You really going to that?" Katsuki says, staring down at me.

"Of course, you and I both know that being alone in a room together is dangerous," I say.

Katsuki wraps his arm around my waist, pulling my closer to him.

"You cheeky girl," Katsuki nods.

I giggle softly at his remarks.

Katsuki turns and grabs and package of pocky.

"Are you gonna do what I think you are?" I ask him as he opens the package.

"You said you'd make it up to me, and my mom always taught me that food is the best way to a woman's heart," Katsuki says.

"You mean your crazy old mother that you complain on and on about?" I ask jokingly.

"Whatever," Katsuki says, sticking a pocky stick between his teeth.

I stick the other half in my mouth and stare a him.

We both laugh at our eye contact.

"Stop moving," Katsuki says, starting to bite down the stick.

I also start biting down the stick, our lips coming closer and closer as we both taste the chocolate flavor.

Before our lips meet the stick snaps in half and the door opens.

We both turn quickly and see Kirishima at the door with Mina behind him. The four of us stare at each other dumbfoundedly.

"Uh-are we interrupting something?" Kirishima asks.

Me and Katsuki step away from each other and blush softly.

"You idiot, they're obviously making out, look at all these boxes of pocky," Mina scoffs.

"What? No!" Me and Katsuki say at once.

"Um, we saw Bakugo come in here and we wanted to check on him...but I guess he's fine," Kirishima says nervously.

"We're gonna go," Mina says pulling Kirishima back, they close the door and we can hear them laughing in the hallway.

"Damn it," Katsuki scoffs.

I place my hand on his shoulder to cool him down.

"It's okay. You don't have to explain anything, but if you're comfortable, I'll say something to them tonight at Momo's," I suggest.

"Me and Kiri are studying together," Katsuki mutters.

"Then you tell him p[ersonally, he'll understand since you two are close," I suggest.

"Fuck. Why now? Damn idiots," Katsuki growls under his breath.

"Hey, we'll figure it out. Besides, a couple people know already," I blurt out.

My eyes widen I realize what I've said.

"Who knows?" Katsuki asks me in a serious tone.

"My siblings. Momo. Tokoyami. My boss slash sister's boyfriend and now two of our best friends," I say.

"What the hell, Aki? Even your boss knows?" Katsuki asks.

"He walked in our call that one night...well more like flew in," I explain.

"Who've you told?" I ask.

"Just my parents...and All Might," Katsuki says.

"ALL MIGHT? How could you tell him? He knows my father! They're rivals, Katsuki. If my Dad finds out, he'll kill you," I say, panicking.

"Like you said, we'll figure it out! I just can't believe you told so many people about me. It's kinda hot but wrong at the same time," Katsuki says, assuring me.

"I- I wasn't expecting you to say that. I just wanted to-"

"Tell people how good I am to you?" He assumes, finishing my sentence.

"Maybe," I say shyly.

"Then it's fine, just don't lie, dumbass," He says, pecking my cheek as the bell rings.

"Fine," I say, giving in.

"Good luck with the idiots, call me if you need anything," Katsuki says.

"Okay," I say.

We both head out the door and head our separate ways.

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I see Mina, Sero, Oijiro, Jiro, Tsu and Kaminari waiting for me at the gate of Momo's manor

"You sure took long," Mina teases.

"Shut up, Mina," I say.

"I knew this girl was rich but I didn't think she was this rich," Sero says.

"yeah," Oijiro agrees.

"You should see my house then," I scoff.

Everyone except Mina stares at me like I have two heads. Mina is about to press the call button before Momo's voice appears.

'I've been waiting for you guys, come on in!" Momo says, the gate opening slowly.

The group is mesmerized by the gate open and I stride in, not phased by the manor.

"How are you so calm?" Kaminari asks.

"My house is bigger," I say.

"WHAT?" The group says.

"Come on, you idiots," I say.

Momo waits for us at her door and I race up to her.

"Hi, mi amiga (my friend)," I say, kissing her on both cheeks.

"I'm so glad you all came! Come inside, please," Momo says with a smile.

We all head inside and take off our shoes.

"You could eat off the damn floor in this house," Sero says.

"As if your mother would let you pull that shit," I scoff.

"Tienes razon (you have a point)," sero says, continuing to look around.

"Your house is beautiful, Momo," Tsu compliments honestly.

"Thank you! We moved here a couple years ago, before, we used to live near the Todorokis," Momo says.

"You did?" I ask.

"Yeah, now that house goes for 15 million yen," Momo says.

"15 MILLION YEN?!" The group exclaims.

"Did I lie?" I ask them.

They shake their heads 'no' and I chuckle softly.

"Come on, I brewed some tea for you guys in the hall," Momo says.

"How nice, you have a banquet hall. Dad converted ours into his training space, you know, traditional hero fathers," I comment.

"Of course we do! We have important guests over all the time for negotiations, balls, and even my birthday parties," Momo adds.

"You must celebrate one hell of a birthday then," Jiro comments.

"It's usually the same every year," Momo says.

"Then why don't we throw you a birthday party after summer break?" Mina suggests.

Momo's eyes light up at the sound of that.

"Yes! Of course!" Momo says with a smile.

We all sit down at the long table and she brings us our tea. I serve myself a cup and sigh at the taste.

"Oolong, right?" I ask Momo.

"I thought it'd be a good choice," Momo says nervously.

We all start to pull out our books and cover the different topics. English, Algebra, Quirk Studies, Traditional Japanese, everything.

We end at 7 where all of us our wiped out from stressing topics and details.

"You know, Aki, I'm surprised you're even here, since you spend so much time with Kacchan-kun," Kaminari comment.

"Yeah, what's up with you two?" Jiro asks.

"It's obvious they're dating," Mina scoffs.

I blush softly and take a breath.

"We've been seeing each other since the first week of school," I admit.

"You have?" Oijiro asks.

"Yeah, in the abandoned classroom on the second floor," I admit.

"And you just started dating?" Jiro asks.

"Yeah," I say.

"Damn, then you must've held back your emotions for a while, it was so obvious from the first day," Mina admits.

"I agree, it was very obvious," Momo agrees with Mina.

"We tried to keep it on the low before actually committing. At first it was just flirting...but then it got personal. Anyways, I really like him and I don't want this to ruin any of our friendships," I say shyly.

"Aw, of course not! We support you, even if he is a bit brash-" Momo says.

"And rude," Oijiro continues.

"And has a huge ego," Jiro continues.

"And he's really mean," Kaminari finally says.

"Honestly, he's a chill guy," Sero says.

They all stare at him like he's crazy.

"I've hung out with him before. He's got a good music taste, he's smart, he's honest with his opinions, sometimes a little too honest, and he sticks around like any other friends would when your a bit down. He's good in his own way," Sero explains.

"I mean he is the one who invites us over," Kaminari starts to agree.

"Exactly, he's different than what you all think. Just give it time," I say.

"I don't know, his attitude is quite permanent," Tsu reasons.

"Sure, he has that grittiness. It's only because he's protective of his emotions," I explain.

"I can vouch for that," Sero agrees.

"At least with you around, he won't be as...explosive," Mina says, with a pun.

We all laugh at the pun.

"I'm glad you're willing to support me with this," I say with a soft smile.

"Of course, you're one of our best friends. We wouldn't be a group without you," Momo says kindly.

I smile to myself as they continue to converse. I hope Katsuki and Kirishima are doing okay.

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Sooner than later, midterms arrive and we take the written exams in class, I remember everything me and Momo studied with the group at her house. At the physical examination, we are paired up with another classmates to face our "villains", which end up being Aizawa and....

"Principal Nezu?!" The class exclaims.

"What's the mole doing here?" I ask.

"I'm one of the examiners for this years exam, considering the circumstances at USJ. We decided to change our tactics instead of the usual robots," Principal Nezu says before we are escorted through the rules.

I'm paired up with Kirishima, another good offensive and defensive user like myself.

Me and Kirishima scour the gym's city-like setting, trying to pick up any sounds or actions from our target.

"You picking up on anything?" Kirishima asks.

"I can hear them through the ground on the other side. So far we don't have anything to fear," I say.

"How can you hear through the ground?" Kirishima asks as I stand upright.

"My dad taught me to subconsciously listen to people's steps. You could hear it's pace, step and direction if you feel and hear the vibrations of the ground. The contact of my ice to the ground helps hear, because ice is made by water, and water contains sound," I explain.

"That's so-"

"Manly?" I ask, finishing his sentence.

"How did you know?" Kirishima asks.

"You say that every two seconds, Kiri. Everytime you do, Katsuki tries to yell at you," I say, explaining my rational.

"You count every time he yells?" Kirishima asks.

"To you, it's about 240. Me it's about 110," I say, recalling the statistics.

"How do you get yelled at less?" Kirishima asks.

"Because I'm his type of tolerable. You're a little more optimistic than I am, so it only makes sense," I explain.

"I guess you're right," Kirishima says shyly, scratching the back of his neck.

"They say if we pass our midterm, there's a training camp we can go to," I recall.

"Everyone's talking about it," Kirishima comments.

"Wouldn't kind of be like a 'summer retreat'?" I ask.

'I guess, I mean it is is a camp in the mountains," Kirishima says.

I hear rumbling underneath my feet. It's pace is a bit slower than Nezu's from what I've seen.

"Heads up, Kiri," I say.

"What?" Kirishima says.

I watch as he is tied in a familiar gray scarf.

"At least one of you has good senses," Aizawa says, his eyes glowing red from his quirk being used.

"Naturally, Aizawa," I say with a smirk.

"You get 4 points just for that alone, good job," Aizawa says.

"It's whatever," I scoff.

Aizawa lets go of Kirishima and he falls to the ground.

"Damn, his grip is strong," Kirishima says.

"Keep your guard up, idiot, or you'll fail," I scoff, hitting him playfully.

"You're starting to sound a bit like Bakugo," Kirishima comments.

"Oh shut up. Let's move on," I say, moving forward.

Suddenly, I hear screaming from inside one of the buildings and I use my ice to push me towards the window where the sound comes from.

"I didn't know you could fly," Kirishima exclaims.

"In a way, I can. Hawks taught me how," I explain.

Kirishima lands behind me and we spot a small girl in a corner with major wounds.

"We have to bring her down," I say.

"Please, no! It hurts and I'm cold," The girl says.

"It's alright, honey. I have a fire quirk too, I'll be like your personal heater," I say, demonstrating my flames to coo the girl.

"That's so cool!" The girl says with wide eyes.

"I know! When I pick you up, the heat will rush through your body instantly and the pain will subside a little, making it easier for me to bring you down, okay?" I explain.

The girl nods and I lightly activate my fire quirk and she nuzzles up to my chest when I pick her up.

"I need to go down and catch my fall," I say to Kirishima.

"What?" Kirishima asks.

"I got my hands full, you can help me out with this," I say.

Kirishima nods and jumps down. I spot him with his arms out and me and the girl fall. We both land in his arms, unharmed.

I keep the girl in my arms.

"You okay?" I ask.

"25 points for sportsmanship, heroism, confidence, and strategy," The girl says to me.

"Thank you, honey," I say softly.

I put the girl down and she glares at Kirishima. He stares up at me nervously.

"Rescue is very important, strong man. 5 points for helping her out and taking orders," The girl yells.

"You're both done, you can head back to the entrance now," The girl says, starting to walk away.

I laugh at Kirishima's confused expression after being yelled at by a minor.

"That wasn't very manly!" Kirishima exclaims, starting to blush.

Me and Kirishima start to walk back to the entrance and we spot Bakugo and Midoriya together, Bakugo's explosions filling the air.

"That's one manly man, huh?" Kirishima asks me.

"He's my boyfriend, no shit," I scoff.

Kirishima smiles at my response.

"He seems a lot more focused since your date. It's like he's more driven than ever, you know?" Kirishima comments.

"It's because he's got me in his corner," I explain.

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She-Hulk and Explosion Boy pt.3

Word Count: 1,834

Pairing: Bakugo x fem!reader

Warnings: cursing

Summary: You wonder if Bakugo and you reached friend status yet and hang out

“Hey, (Y/N), wait up!” Bakugo called out for you on your way to school.

“What?” you asked him, stopping in your tracks to wait for him.

“I just wanted to apologize for yesterday, I mean the gym thing, I´ll make it up to you!” he promised.

“I told you it´s fine already” you groaned.

“What´s going on with you lately? You seem on edge” he pointed out and you shot him a death glare.

You hated it how well he could read you, well to be fair, you could read him just as well.

Maybe that´s why you could communicate without using any words, you understood each other like that.

And even though you did, you didn´t seem to grow any closer as friends, you never met outside of school and yes, that bothered you.

It bothered you not knowing anything about him, about Bakugo, the only one who seemed to get you, someone you wanted as a friend.

But he didn´t see you that way, for him you were just his competition and gym partner.

“I´m just pissed lately, that´s all. You can´t tell me you don´t have those days” you glanced at him, hoping the topic would be over.

“I know you´re lying, but whatever, you don´t have to tell me anything” he sounded far more pissed than he intended to and regretted it immediately.

Luckily you didn´t seem to notice it, well you did, but you also decided not to act on it, you were too tired to have a fight right now.

“I´m just not in the mood to talk today, okay?” you sighed heavily, hoping that the conversation would end now.

You didn´t intend to sound so… sad?

“Are you angry at me?” Bakugo asked, but his voice was a mere whisper, as if he was afraid of the answer.

You groaned loudly, stopping and turning around to him.

“Yes! Yes I fucking am!” you yelled, letting all of your frustrations out.

Bakugo just blinked in confusion.

“What the fuck? I didn´t even do anything!” he defended himself, frowning.

In this instance he tried his hardest to think back on what he could´ve done wrong, but nothing came to mind.

“Wait...is it still because of the gym thing?” he asked.

“No, no it´s not. Could you shut up for one second!” you balled your fists in your frustration.

Bakugo stayed silent as you told him to give you some time to breathe.

“Do you want to be my friend?” you asked, sure you said it quietly but the silence that followed the statement made you uneasy.

“That´s a stupid question” Bakugo scoffed, he just didn´t get it.

“Then fucking answer it” you glared at him, was it so hard for him to admit that he didn´t want to spend time with you outside of school? Why couldn´t he understand that you just needed this one answer to know for certain, to leave him alone like he wanted.

“I thought we already were friends...” he mumbled, frowning slightly and pouting.

You blinked a few times, looking at him with an expression a humanoid computer might have if it was restarting, trying to process the information that was just given to you.

“Really?” you squinted at him rather suspiciously, you never knew when people would pull pranks on you, you couldn´t be careful enough.

“Yes, okay?! Don´t make me fucking repeat myself” he growled at you, he didn´t like admitting he actually liked someone and saw them as his equal, especially if it was a pretty girl who could easily crush him.

But you needed to hear it twice because of your trust issues, you just needed some reassurance, was it so hard for Bakugo to do that?

Well, he couldn´t read your mind but you were just too embarrassed to directly address the matter.

“Okay...do you want to hang out later then?” you suggested, trying to say it as causal as possible but you couldn´t hide the nervous way your voice shook.

Bakugo didn´t mind it though, he was really glad you asked him, he was too awkward to say anything in that direction.

First he needed to build up the courage to ask you if you actually achieved friend and hang out status yet, and fuck that would only bruise his ego, luckily you did the asking for him.

But then where would you hang out? If it was at his place it would be super embarrassing because of the polar opposites of his parents and he already knew his mom would think you were more than just friends, which would be way too awkward.

“Yeah sure thing...you wanna do Math together?” he asked, he still needed to finish his homework.

“Alright, I´ll text my mom that you´ll come over” you smiled at him, taking out your cellphone and doing what you said.

The day in school was alright enough, you even sat together with your friend group, that was full of people you didn´t know and you were still uncomfortable and unsure if they actually wanted you there.

But it was nice that Mina and Bakugo were there to reassure you.

“Mom, dad! We´re here” you announced your presence as you opened the door to your apartment.

You only hoped your parents wouldn´t embarrass you too much.

“Hey honey, how was your day?” your dad greeted you, he was watching TV in the living room like usual after his day at work.

“Quite alright I guess… we didn´t get much homework, so Katsuki and me will be done soon with that” you said.

Your dad mustered Bakugo a while before saying hello, he tried his best not to give Bakugo the dad talk, but you were his little girl, he couldn´t help himself.

But then he remembered that you could very well take care of yourself and decided a simple greeting would suffice.

Bakugo would never admit that but meeting your dad was very scary for him.

“Your place looks nice” Bakugo said abruptly after thinking too long about what to say and therefore not saying anything, resolving in an awkward silence.

All he came up with was the most standard compliment, great job at fucking up…

He could hit himself right now, why couldn´t he say something like a normal person?

Your parents surely thought he was stupid right now.

“Darling you´re home! How was school? Did you kick some ass?” your mom came out of the kitchen, smiling when she saw you and Bakugo.

She was always so excited when you told her about school.

“Yeah, she kicked mine” Bakugo smirked, making you roll your eyes.

You might have been a bit overexcited in gym class today.

“Oh! You must be Katsuki, (Y/N) told me a lot about you! I´m (Y/M/N), it´s nice to meet you” she smiled brightly, shaking his hand too much, but Bakugo didn´t mind.

Did you really talk about him a lot and why did that thought make him smirk?

“Mom, you´re overwhelming him, calm down a bit” you already were embarrassed by her.

Your mom just smiled apologetically.

“Ah right! Food, I made food! You can eat upstairs if you want, I hope you like it too, Katsuki.” she went back into the kitchen and brought the food which she handed to you.

“Have fun!” she chirped as you two went upstairs.

“We´re doing math homework, mom” you groaned.

Bakugo followed you into your room awkwardly.

“Alright, let´s get this over with so we can do something more fun. I have some video games, but we can also watch a movie or something, I don´t really mind either way” you stated, sitting down on your floor with the math sheets and pens in front of you.

So he sat down next to you and you two started solving the problems and eating in a comfortable silence.

The food was gone faster than the problems were solved and you went to your old habit of chewing on your lips, frowning in concentration as you desperately tried to figure out what the actual hell you were supposed to do in this last problem.

All of your ideas proved to be wrong after you tired them out, making you groan in frustration.

“For fuck´s sake...why is this so hard?” you mumbled, tapping your pen against the paper.

Bakugo chuckled, he was long done with the work.

“Why, are you stupid?” he smirked, teasing you a bit.

“Yes I fucking am, you asshole. Stop being a dick and help me” you snapped at him, only making him chuckle all the more.

Bakugo moved a bit closer to you so that he could look into your notes and help you.

“You´re an idiot. You´re thinking way too complicated, try to break down all the information that is given and pick out what´s necessary. You should come up with the solution that way” he pointed at the problem to underline his statement.

“Okay….we don´t need the 800 participants, right?” you tried to uncover the necessary bits.

“Those are the most important, stop guessing and think for once” he grumbled.

“I am thinking, you idiot! I just can´t figure it out” you sighed heavily.

“Okay, I´ll explain it to you” he gave in and explained it in a calm and thorough manner and in the end you actually understood it.

“Oh my god, that´s it?! That´s fucking easy” you told him, making him smirk.

“Told ya” he commented.

“Thanks for helping me” you smiled at him, playfully punching his shoulder.

“Yeah, don´t mention it” he returned the smile shyly, normally he didn´t smile at all, he didn´t even notice that he was doing it right now, weird.

“Okay, so what do you wanna do now?” you stretched your arms out, sighing.

“I don´t really care” he said nonchalantly.

“Wait, I got a new video game somewhere” you stood up and went searching through your shelves until you found it.

You triumphantly held it up in the air, smirking widely at him.

“Multiplayer, let´s kick some ass” you said, sitting down next to him on your bed and giving him a controller.

Bakugo returned your smirk, eager to play the game.

As soon as you started, both of you were in concentration mode, completing missions and quests, rising up the levels and most importantly: kick the asses of other players.

Curses left your mouths as naturally as you were breathing, you laughing mean when you won something and ranted when you lost.

It was fun playing with him, you both had the same thoughts and sometimes you said the same thing at the same time.

You had the habit of nudging Bakugo´s elbow when he fucked up somehow, little did you know that his brain needed time to restart whenever you touched him, even if it was an accidental brush of your hand against his.

Time passed quicker than both of you liked and Bakugo had to go home.

“See you in school” he simply said as he left.

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