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bakubub · 3 years

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Best friend rigs the Secret Santa for Bakugo and yourself to get one another...

A/N: Hi everyone!! Here is an earlier than expected part 3 of this random Pinterest prompt (find part 1 HERE and part 2 HERE). Ended differently than I expected, and even includes a snippet of Mina's POV. Enjoy <33

Warnings: Some low level swearing, SFW, very miniscule amount of reader flinching from Bakugo's overall aggressiveness, and accidental pain infliction from Bakugo onto reader.

Word Count: 2.7k (I really do not know so don't ask how)

Stupidity isn't typically one of my traits.

In fact, when watching sappy romance films with my friends, I'm often the first to call out the evident stupidity of the main character for not being able to tell that the love interest CLEARLY likes them back. Now, staring at the ceiling of my dorm, I wonder if I am that main character, or if I'm just an incredibly self-centered person for even thinking this could be a possibility.

Bakugo... Liking me back?!

It genuinely seems way too good to be true.

But why else would he be looking at me like that?

I sigh as I unlock my phone yet again and psycho analyse the photo Mina took earlier this evening. Eyes flickering to the screen, I realise that it was taken 7 hours ago, and yet I am still here, lying on my bed, thinking about all the possible reasons why he could have been looking at me in the exact way I've caught myself looking at him.

Maybe he saw the reflection of someone else, whom he actually likes, in my eyes?

Is that even possible?

Mina, Kaminari, Kirishima, Hagakure, Shoji were all there too...

Getting up from my bed and chucking on a long hoodie over my pyjamas, I stuff my feet into slides I use for around the dorms and make my way downstairs.

Maybe he likes Mina, and gets all weird around me because in one way or another I'm always next to her.

Or maybe he likes Kirishima. Isn't he like the only person in our class he kind of tolerates? Now that I think about it, they would make an awfully cute couple, what with the whole friends to lovers trope-

"Move it, dumbass," Bakugo's rough voice jolts me out of my thoughts. Quickly registering that I almost bumped into him, I mutter a quick apology and flush red before walking around him and to go dig through the kitchen cupboards for some sort of comfort snack.

What are the chances that on the one night I can't bear to see him, he comes out of nowhere? And I'm in my embarrassing pajamas- the long straight leg pants with little fairies and unicorns all over them! Shouldn't he be asleep anyway?! It's nearing 2 in the morning...

"Why the hell are you awake?" His voice causes me to jump, once again jolting out of my thoughts.

"Why are you awake? Don't you go to bed at like 8?" I ask, refusing to take my head out of the cupboard to look at him.

"Couldn't sleep," he mutters, his voice seeming to have come closer.

I peek out of the cupboard, only to see him staring at the floor with a blush on his face.

Why, why, WHY is he blushing again?!

I calm my breathing in a feeble attempt to slow the erratic beating of my heart as I open another cupboard, standing up on my tiptoes to see. Zoning in on a box of crackers on the very highest shelf. I begin to climb in order to reach it, before seeing a hand reach over my head to grab them.

I lower my knee off the bottom shelf as I register Bakugo's body and the heat he radiates as he stands right behind me, his exposed muscles flexing right next to my face as he reaches for the box. The familiar scent of burnt sugar fills my senses as he looks down at me for the second time tonight, before proceeding to step away, taking his delicious scent and my delicious snack with him.

"I- Hey! Those are mine!" I say, watching him open the packet and chuck one of them in his mouth.

Without even looking at me, he walks out of the kitchen, going to sit in the common room.

Huffing, I follow him, planning to snatch the box out of his hands and make a run for it. As I near him, he abruptly turns around, his energy immediately changing from easygoing to agitated, grabbing my wrist and coming incredibly close to my face.

"What are you doing?" I ask, slightly breathless, looking anywhere other than his lips.

"If you want the crackers, then fight me for them," he demands, voice low and laced with venom. My eyes flicker to look at his, and the sheer desperation I see throws me off a little. "Fight me, and then we'll both know that I'm stronger," he says, his hand holding my wrist tighter.

"Right now? Everyone is sleeping. What brought this on, anyway? We already know that currently, you're physically stronger," I state, narrowing my eyes at him. His physical test scores were higher than mine, though the same cannot be said for the written exam scores.

"I know that, dumbass! But somehow, every time I'm around you, I feel weak. My heart rate speeds up as if I've run one too many laps, my hands sweat more than usual, my breathing becomes uneven, hell, I feel like this even when you're not around! What is this, some sort of weird side effect from your quirk? It gets stronger and stronger, day by day, and it won't stop! I'm not strong enough to make it stop, to get my body to stop reacting the way it does. So, right here, right now, I challenge you to one final fight. I win, and you stop doing whatever this is!" Panting, Bakugo looks at me with desperation and anger, his voice rising higher and higher as his grip on my wrist becomes tighter and tighter.

Blinking at him, I feel my face go hot, my ears burning as I feel as though my heart was going to beat itself out of my chest to smack some sense into him.

"ANSWER ME, DAMMIT!" He screams, causing me to flinch at the sudden sound.

I shake my head slowly, beginning to speak, "Bakugo, I... My quirk doesn't have that kind of side effect," I say, watching his reaction carefully.

"What do you mean it doesn't have that kind of side effect? HOW THE HELL DO YOU DESCRIBE THIS THEN, HUH?!" He yells again, gesturing aggressively at his chest with the box of crackers clutched tightly in his other hand.

"Bakugo, let- let go of my wrist." I say, the pain of his tight grip having escalated.

Silent for once, he lets go, backing away to sit on the couch we had fallen asleep on last time we were here together.

"Bakugo, I'm not saying you do, but you're- you're describing-" I gulp. How the hell am I supposed to tell him that he's describing exactly how I feel when I'm around him? Feeling hot tears collect in my eyes from the complete and utter frustration I feel, I blink them away, refusing to cry in front of someone who values strength above all else.

"I...Um," My voice shakes as I look down, rubbing my hands over my face, "I don't know. Maybe you're just overworking yourself..?" I suggest weakly, looking at him cautiously.

Staring intently at the floor, Bakugo silently stands up, leaving without a word.

Releasing a shuddering breath I didn't know I was holding, collapsed onto the couch he just vacated, finally letting the tears fall.

He likes me back, but he won't even acknowledge it.

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"Next period Midnight will go over this in more detail..." Aizawa continues, his voice lulling me to sleep, my head nestled on the nest my folded arms create on my desk. Nodding off into dreamland, I'm jolted awake when something hits my back.

Turning around with half lidded eyes, I look to see Kirishima pointing to the floor, where a scrunched paper lay.

I pick it up, opening it under the table inconspicuously, and read his message,

What happened to you and Bakubro? You both look dead

I raised my eyebrows at his perceptiveness, glancing toward Bakugo, who looked like he was struggling to stay awake, with dark circles and bags under his eyes. I quickly look back down at my table when I see his eyes flicker towards me.

That was close.

I sigh, writing that I had no idea why Bakugo was tired but that I couldn't get much sleep last night, and threw it back to Kirishima when Aizawa turned around.

Sighing once more, I pick up my pen and lazily flick it again and again, watching the hypnotising way it circled around my thumb and came back to rest between my fingers.

Maybe I should tell Kirishima about what happened, if only so he can break it to Bakugo that he apparently has a crush on me, but it seems a little... Intrusive and rude to just tell someone else about his personal problems.

Then again, I don't know how else to help him... Unless I tell him myself. Mina is a massive advocate for this option, but I just can't tell him face to face.

Maybe I should message him about it?

Wanting to scream on the top of my lungs out of frustration, I gather my things after Aizawa finally dismisses us and go out for lunch with Mina. Having already filled her in first thing this morning, she just patted my back and entwined her arm with mine as we walked towards the cafeteria.

"So, hate to ask this question when you're in such a shitty mood, but have you decided what to get him yet?" Mina asks, looking at me sympathetically.

"Nope. I haven't even thought about it since you last asked." Grabbing our food and sitting down, we continued chatting about what she was getting Kirishima.

"I'm thinking of getting him a headband to wear while working out to mop up his sweat and stuff but I'm still not sure," she answers, lowering her voice as the boys approach.

"Hey girls," Kaminari says, sitting right next to me.

"Hi boys," Mina answers, swiping a chip from Kirishima's tray.

I look up to see Bakugo looking conflicted about sitting down, and look away, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable because of me.

"Whatcha doin' Kacchan of the Bakugos? Sit down!" Kaminari calls out, patting the seat in between us.

"Yeah Bakubro, what are you waiting for?" Kirishima adds.

Sighing heavily, he reluctantly sits, facing away from me.

Hyper focusing on my food, and zoned out of the conversation, I eat about half of it before my eyelids get heavy once more. Leaning slightly on Mina, I fall asleep, hoping to catch a quick power nap.

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Mina's POV

I look down at my best friend, eyebrows scrunched and her eyelids fluttering slightly as she falls asleep. The eyebags under her eyes are bigger than usual, and her dark circles are only getting worse as the day goes on. Looking over at Bakugo, I catch him glancing at her, a, dare I say, worried expression on his face, and I get a wicked idea.

Mina Ashido, you absolute legend.

I gently lifted her off me, and rested her against Bakugo, who turned back towards Kaminari for some absurd reason.

I watch him stiffen as he feels her weight on his arm, and then literally witness him adjust her so she's comfortable.

MY HEART-

I quickly take out my phone when he turns back around, acting annoyed to the boys but when he looks at her, the soft look that shines through his eyes is unmistakable.

Snapping a few photos of them, this time my phone on mute, I can't stop smiling as he checks on her every few minutes to make sure she's still comfortable.

This blind, blind boy.

I'm so excited to see what he's going to get her for Secret Santa.

It better be worth my efforts to rig that stupid name drawing.

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Christmas morning, back to your POV

Fidgeting with the red bow of the present I diligently wrapped, a smile comes onto my face as Mina nears me in her red Christmas get-up.

"MERRY CHRISTMAS BESTIEEEE!!!" She screeches, running towards me with her arms held out. I laugh as I get up, running to meet her half way.

This was the 5th time today that we wished one another a merry Christmas. Now, at the Christmas party we all arranged, it only makes sense to say it again.

"MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU TOO, MINA!" I squeal, hugging her tight.

"Is that the gift~" She asks suggestively, wiggling her eyebrows. I nod in response. Since the freak sleeping incident (what is it with me and sleeping incidents?!) in the cafeteria, I made a conscious effort to avoid Bakugo for the rest of the week, which wasn't difficult since it seemed he was doing the same.

Mina made it clear that she didn't approve, but it was just too awkward.

Especially when sitting with the whole group at lunch, I couldn't just pretend he hadn't confessed his attraction to me, however oblivious he may be.

And now, today, I had to give him his gift.

That damned gift.

"C'mon!" She exclaims, before rushing to wish our other classmates a merry Christmas. Smiling slightly, I do the same, hugging everybody and eventually all gathering to exchange gifts.

I take a deep breath, as I approach Bakugo, who has no Christmas apparel on whatsoever, and hold out the wrapped gift to him. He looks at me with a stubbornly expressionless face, before handing me the present he held in his own hand.

Furrowing my eyebrows, I take it, astonished that we had somehow gotten each other. I turn my head to see Mina staring at us with the most giddy expression, watch her wink at me and immediately know exactly what happened.

She rigged the Secret Santa and didn't tell me.

Glancing at the blond boy in front of me from the corner of my eye, I see him tear open the packaging to reveal my gift. I see a flicker of confusion in his features as he realises what I got him.

I got him two books. One was a recipe book for the spiciest dishes around the world, and the other was 'Having a Crush for Dummies'.

Putting my hand over my mouth to hide my laughter, I watch his eyes widen as he looks around to make sure no one saw, stuffing the second book back into its packaging, and proceeded to look like a confused puppy. In the midst of his confusion, Mina takes advantage and plops a red Santa hat on his head with a little red explosion instead of a white fluff on the end.

He looks up at me through his hair which was now hanging low over his face because of the Santa hat, and stares at me in complete and utter shock.

How cute.

Without thinking, I take out my phone and snap a photo of him, which seems to jolt him out of his state.

Laughing, and definitely not ready to face him after two consecutive incredibly bold moves, I literally run away, losing him in the midst of all of our gift exchanging classmates.

Out of breath and panting, I sit down to finally open my gift, to find a new novelty Christmas mug packed snugly inside the box.

It was the bottom half of a green elf, with feet underneath that the mug stands on, encased in red Christmas shoes with pointed up toes and a little bell on each foot. The actual mug is striped white and green with 3 gold bells lined at the front, and a small red collar painted on the rim.

Unable to keep my grin off my face, I look up to see Bakugo watching my reaction to his gift.

Hesitating for a second, I damn it all to hell and get up, wrapping my arms around his neck. I feel him immediately stiffen but lean into the hug a little, though still not lifting his arms to hug me back.

"Thank you for the gift. I love it," I say, backing away and giving him back his personal space.

Flushing tomato red, he scratches the back of his neck, "tch, of course you do. I picked it," he states, before turning around and walking towards our friends.

I smile behind him, sporting a little bit of a blush of my own.

"Oi, dumbass, are you just going to stand there all night?" He yells, turning his head slightly to look back at me.

Laughing, I jog to catch up, and we make our way over to Kirishima and Mina, whom were also exchanging gifts.

At least he knows that he likes me now.

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bakubub · 3 years

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Best friend rigs the Secret Santa for Bakugo and yourself to get one another...

A/N: Hey guyssss~~ Ik its been a while but this is part 1 (of 3 now apparently) of this prompt I came across on Pinterest. Enjoy <3

Warnings: Few swears, no smut, not even mentions, reader has breasts and wears a bra but no pronouns are mentioned so do with that what you will, ummm will probably leave you wanting your crush to notice you or for Christmas time to roll around... likely both :,)

Word Count: around 1.6k

Part 2 here

Part 3 here

My legs curled up on the couch in the lounge area of the dorms and my feet tucked under Ochako's legs next to me, I inhale the festive scent of my hot chocolate as I watch Mina write down the names of the Secret Santa, which Kirishima had suggested we do only moments before. "Done!" she squeals, holding up a saucepan filled with folded pieces of paper, everyone's name from 1A written on each one.

Taking a sip of my drink and sighing at the nostalgic flavour, I bask in the warmth of my thick blanket and the fireplace in front of me, slowly defrosting in the delicious heat it radiated. I look over at Mina, who was acting a little giddier than usual, as she ushers Todoroki to pick out a paper from the saucepan. Unsure of what was going on, he did so and without waiting for anyone's instruction and read the name aloud, "Yamomo. What does this mean for me?"

Almost chocking on my drink, I lurch up from my position and snort with laughter, holding the hot mug at arms length to avoid spilling all over the couch. Concerned for my wellbeing, Ochako lurches with me and hits my back, assuming that I was choking. "I'm okay, I'm okay, thank you," I mumble, settling back into my comfortable spot and inching my feet back underneath her warm thighs. She releases a sigh of relief before smiling at my familiar attempt at warmth, something she had become used to from the first day of school. I observe Mina once more as she scolds Todoroki, snatching the paper out of his hand and throwing it back into the pot, before explaining what was going on. Nodding silently, he picks another name and moves away from everyone to open it, then quickly shoving the paper into his pocket. Mina blinks at him and shakes her head before she moves on, seemingly having handed out almost all of the papers to our chatting peers, all except one.

"Lucky last!" She states as she hands the last one to me. Opening the paper, hoping I got someone easy to buy for, my heart skips a beat at the sheer difficulty of the person... And, well, maybe because of how I felt about him.

Bakugo Katsuki.

I scrunch the paper in my hand and make a point not to look at him so as to not arouse suspicion, and smile at Mina, who winks and moves along, announcing to everyone that we had a 20 dollar spending limit and to not be stingy.

Also, we'll be exchanging gifts on Christmas day, which is exactly a week away.

Inconspicuously, I glance over at Bakugo, who was scowling at the piece of paper he drew from the saucepan. I'm surprised that he even participated, but after Kaminari and Kirishima jeered at him and somehow made him feel inferior, he decided to participate, if only to prove them wrong.

Feeling a sense of cold on my feet, I notice that Ochako got up from her spot, and that almost everyone was slowly making their ways back to their dorms, their voices all contributing to a background chatter secondary to my thoughts. I check the time and realise it was already a quarter to 11, although we don't have school tomorrow, so I could afford to stay for another 15 minutes in this comfy, cozy and deliciously warm space.

Although, my feet are quite cold...

"Move your feet, dumbass!" I start as Bakugo looms over me, evidently wanting to sit in the spot my friend had just vacated since he was sprawled on the floor before. Usually, he's the first to head back to his dorm...

I pull back my feet underneath my blanket as I make room for Bakugo to sit, sipping my now warm drink as he does so.

Now directly in my line of sight, I have no choice but to start a conversation with the boy I've had a damning crush on since I saw his ridiculously handsome face and continued to do so when he yelled at me to move out of the way.

I literally have zero justification for my feelings.

"So, who'd you get for Secret Santa," I say jokingly, wriggling my eyebrows and nudging his thigh with my toe.

He physically recoils from my touch and his scowl deepens, "None of you're damn business!" he barks, looking sort of flustered.

I humph, drinking from my Christmas themed mug, which had a reindeer with its massive antlers sticking out and a bright red nose, and eye Bakugo once more.

Even with his eyebrows creased and mouth turned downwards, he was truly beautiful. His skin is so clear I can't see even a single blemish. Seriously, is this kid going through the same puberty we were all going through? Just this morning I woke up to like 5 new zits on my face, and this boy (who I'm assuming does nothing for his skin) has this perfection and glow to him as if he does an elaborate skin care routine day and night.

"Oi, dumbass, what the hell are you staring at?!" His rough voice sending chills down my spine.

"How do you have such good skin, Bakugo? It doesn't make sense..." I say, mumbling most of it and then quickly realising what I said and zone in on his features changing from his semi-permanent scowl to one of confusion.

He blinks at me and I take advantage of this accidental distraction on my part and inch my feet under his leg, hoping to get some sort of warmth into my numb toes.

Unfortunately, he realises what I try to do and frowns down at my feet now completely underneath his thigh. He looks up at me, and we just stare at each other for a few seconds before he huffs and looks in the other direction, seemingly engaging in a conversation with Kirishima, when in reality he is just nodding along to whatever Kaminari was rambling on about.

God, he is so warm.

My back leaning on the couch and their chatter becoming white noise, my eyes slowly droop once more, becoming so heavy that I struggle to stay awake. I finally regain feeling in my toes when I slip out of consciousness and enter blissed dreamland.

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I hear their voices before I see their faces.

"Look at them, they're so cute!"

"I don't get it, why didn't they all just go back to their dorms last night like normal people?"

"His back looks like its going to hurt."

"Aizawa-sensei will kill them if he found out about this."

I peek through my lashes and realise that Todoroki, Deku and Momo were all in front of me.

Why the hell are they in my dorm this early in the morning?!

I lift my head, groaning at the neck pain from the uncomfortable position its been in all night before realising that I was still in the common area and it was now morning. Shit.

I try to get up before realising a heavy weight on my lap, look down, and see Kaminari drooling all over my leggings. I scrunch my eyebrows, looking past him to see Kirishima hugging the arm rest on the opposite side of the long couch with Bakugo's foot pressing his face into it. I followed his leg to find that he was drooling with his head on the floor and his butt and lower back still on the couch.

"Good morning, sleepy head. Why the hell did you all crash here last night?" Hagakure, who I hadn't noticed was here until now, asks.

"Um, I, uh," I clear my throat, my morning grogginess extremely evident from my tone, "I have no idea."

Self-consciously smoothing down my hair and inconspicuously cleaning out my eyes, I make sure to keep my mouth shut lest my morning breath kill anyone before trying my best to get out of Kaminari's death grip on my waist.

His arm snaked under my torso and his head rested on my belly, he actually looks quite cute, like a child hugging his mother.

Too bad he is not my child.

I attempt pushing his head off, prodding his cheek to wake him up, unlatching his hands from my lower back, all to no avail.

At this point, the others were taking photos of the boys, and Mina, Ochako and Asui (whom Hagakure called down immediately), went to get water to wake the boys up with a wet surprise.

I groan in frustration, which simultaneously wakes up Bakugo, who looks directly up at me from his position on the floor.

Confused for a second, his crimson eyes fixate on Kaminari's head and he scrambles to get up, not even noticing the others in his rush.

"Why the fuck is Chargebolt assaulting you?!" He growls before roughly grabbing the mug I was sipping from last night off the coffee table and splashing it onto Kaminari's face.

Feeling the cold on my shirt, which was now drenched, I hiss while Kaminari gasps awake, lurching up and finally letting me go.

I get up too, pinching my shirt to hover over my breasts instead of stick to them, as I mutter a quick thank you to Bakugo before rushing upstairs to my dorm lest anyone see the outline of my black bra underneath my unfortunately white shirt.

Did Bakugo just get incredibly jealous and felt the urge to save me, his potential damsel in distress? Or, the more likely option was that his stupidly incredible hero instincts kicked in. Either way, he didn't have to do what he did- which is now driving me insane.

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