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katszumi · 20 days
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“you know, your eyes kinda resemble a ruby.” you slurred your words. your chin rested in the palm of your hand, elbow digging in the table below you.
bakugou snorted, his eyes never wavering from yours. “what made you think of that shit?”
you lifted your shoulders, quickly dropping them.
“do i need a reason?”
“to be thinking about nonsense? yes.” he answered his own question. his response caused an eye-roll out of you.
you grabbed the small glass in front of you, finishing the shot you set down earlier to save for later.
“that’s your fifth shot of the night.” bakugou intercepted the silence. he sat upright in his chair, his arms folded across his chest.
you gulped the remains of the liquor, swiping your tongue across the bottom of your lip.
“and you’re on your what? like second?” you remarked.
bakugou wasn’t a drinker. everyone knew that. he preferred to be sober, always offering to be the designated driver whenever the group wanted to have a night of fun.
but tonight was his pro-hero debut party. all of his friends and old schoolmates were there, so he figured if he were to drink, tonight was the perfect time.
also, who was he to decline having a drink with a pretty girl?
his eyes glanced at your now wet lips which unfortunately didn’t go unnoticed from you. “two is plenty.”
you leaned forward, reaching your hand towards bakugou’s shirt. your fingers grazed the top button of his shirt. slowly, you unfastened it. “there’s nothing wrong with having a little fun, katsuki.”
due to the sudden proximity, he could smell the alcohol coming from your breath, but he couldn’t bring himself to resist your actions.
you continued to the second button. “take this time to relax.” you raised your hands once more, your fingers now grazing his neck to uncuff the collar of his shirt.
now, you leaned away from him, returning to your previous position. “now you look like a man that’s ready for the night.”
bakugou dropped his shoulders and leaned back in his chair, turning his head sideways. he couldn’t refuse the blush that was coming onto his face nor could he hide it. he knew you were staring right into his soul. he was also aware that you loved to tease him like that.
“unhinged. i swear you are.” was the only thing bakugou could muster.
ever since he’s known you from u.a, you were always that daring girl who was so unpredictable. there was never a dull moment with you.
but that was also what made you so dangerous for him.
a laugh parted your lips. “been called worse.”
“bullshit.” he called it, looking into your eye once again. “like what?”
“irresponsible,” you started count on your fingers.
“i can see it.” bakugou shared his input.
“arrogant,”
he rolled his eyes, “heard my fair share of that one too.”
“impulsive,”
“accurate.”
“provocative.”
bakugou moved his head in a notion like he was deciding between two things. “nah.”
you furrowed your brow, squinting your eyes in confusion. “what is that supposed to mean?”
“provocative sounds like a slutty word.” he simply responded. “i think you know you’re attractive, and you know how to use it to your advantage. not a bad thing at all.”
you paused for a moment, your lips parting from shock. a small grin began to form on your face. “did bakugou katsuki just call me attractive?”
the male scoffed, “don’t act like this is news to you. ‘m sure you heard it plenty times before.” he brushed it off.
“just didn’t think you of all people would willingly say that.”
bakugou chuckled to himself. he raised his finger in the air, indicating for the server assigned to your table to bring him another drink.
“unlike you, not everyone needs five shots of liquor in their system to confess something.” undoubtedly, it was shot taken at her, one that you couldn’t refuse the growing smile on your face.
“oh? since when did you decide to get so bold?”
“someone’s actions tend to rub off on me.”
“they must be foolish.”
once again, bakugou’s ruby eyes lowered to your lips. undeniable. how could his heart ever stand a chance when you treat him this way? did you not understand he loved a challenge?
“yeah, an irresistible fool.”
“please, i’m anything but a fool.”
“don’t flatter yourself; who said i was talking about you?” he opted to lie.
you leaned forward slightly, “with the amount of times you keep staring at my lips, it’s not hard to notice it’s taking everything in you to resist me.” your voice lowered in volume, for his ears to catch only. “therefore, irresistible.”
bakugou took his time to respond, the corner of his mouth quirking up into a smirk. “this must be that arrogant side of yours coming out.”
“one, not necessarily arrogance if it’s true. two, i’m attractive and i know how to use it to my advantage.” you recited his own words.
“this something you do with all your flings?”
you gave him a playful confused look. “do what?” intentionally, your voice had an innocent tone to it.
“drink with them. tease ‘em. nearly undress them. flirt with them in front of an audience?” bakugou could feel his patience slipping. like a sand hourglass, only a few grains left at the top waiting to fall to the bottom.
it had to have been from the shots that made him so precariously bold. but he couldn’t walk away. not when he has you in the palm of his hands— maybe even the other way around.
you propped your elbow on the table once more, cupping your own cheek. you gazed at bakugou through your lashes.
“if i had other flings, you think i’d be here with you all night?”
“don’t know. good question actually.” purposely, he played stupid.
you paused. “there are no others,” you knew that was the answer he was searching for. luckily for him, you didn’t mind giving it to him. “just you.”
bakugou nodded slowly, basking in the information. he could feel his heart flutter from the confession, a huge wave of relief washing over him.
“good. was startin’ to think you were actually considering the guy over at the bar.” of course, bakugou plays it off as a joke. even with the small liquor in his system, it was still difficult for him to admit his true feelings.
but you were fine with it. because even with the guard he pretends to have up, you can feel even with the slightest touch how much he cares for you. bakugou may be loud, cheeky, maybe a bit conceited, but he wasn’t a good liar. you always saw through his facade no matter what lies he decided to spew.
you scoff. “oh, shut up.” you fight a smile. “the guy at the bar doesn’t have the ruby eyes i like so much.”
“here you go with this stupid shit.”
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i ’d do anything to flirt with katsuki late at night, both of us tipsy. god please im beggin
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katsus-world · 3 months
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The pad of his thumb is tracing your bottom lip slowly, then moving to your cheek, then your temple, then back to your lower lip. Scarlet eyes watched your face with content. A soft sigh slipped out of your throat.
“I missed ya’.” His voice is quiet, barely above a whisper but you hear him. Lips twitching into a smile, you reply.
“Suki, you’ve been with me all day.” You say with a light giggle. You hear his lips smack together as one of your eyes flutter open.
“Thas’ different, too many people. I wanted you alone.” You shuffle closer to him, your face burying itself into the nook of his neck. His lips right above your ear now.
“Well we’re alone now.” You hummed as his smoky smell filled your nostrils. Toasted apple and fire wood. Smells like a cozy night in a cabin in the middle of winter.
“Finally.” He snorts softly, eyes rolling at your obvious statement. His large hands find home at the back of your head. Fingers tangling themselves in your hair.
“Missed my pretty girl.” His words make your chest tingle and your face heat up.
“Missed you too, kats.”
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
I love me some flufff 🤩, katsuki might be a bit OOC. Sorry for any misspelling too!
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beelsari · 10 months
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Sugar Daddy Katsuki
my first mha drabble!!
TW: suggestive
Lemme know if u want a full imagine/fic with this!!
sugar daddy baku x gn reader
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Katsuki Bakugo, Japan’s number two hero, you would have never know that if you saw him right now, completely whipped over you. The hard intimidating hero is just soft putty in your hands. He loves spending lodes of money on you, dripping you in diamonds and other luxuries, even if you tell him not to. You truly love him and don’t want him to think otherwise, but he doesn’t, this is just how he shows his affection. There isn’t anything in this world that he wouldn’t do or get for you. One of his favorite things he buys for you are the beautiful lingerie, it’s a present for you and him. He becomes feral when he sees you in such beautiful lingerie, ripping them to shreds, causing him to go out and buy more. Knowing you wear these expensive things he buys you just for him turns him on so much. He gets so possessive and makes his ego even bigger than it already is. He loves decorating your neck and chest with hickies while diamonds shine all over your body. He’ll completely worship your body all night kissing all the way down you and constantly grabbing you everywhere. Your beautiful body is all his, only his, and he’ll remind you of that constantly. His beautiful treasure, you’re completely irresistible.
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the first valentines day you spend as a katsuki's partner, you decide to buy him flowers. he wasn't the biggest fan of sweets and if he did eat chocolate it was in small portions and dark chocolate bc of the bitter taste. he always called people who buy special presents of people just because of a dumb love holiday pansies bc you should be able to buy your partner gifts any day of the year regardless of the occasion. at least, if you got him flowers and he ended up hating them, throwing them out wouldn't be that big of a waste.
he comes into his agency early in the morning getting ready for patrol, and all is normal when he leaves. when he comes back from his rounds, his secretary informs him that there's a gift that's been delivered sitting on his desk. absolutely confused, he goes into his office, unlatching his gauntlets on the way so that when he steps into his workplace privacy, he can just drop them off his arms.
he stops in his office threshold bc there sitting on his desk was a small bouquet of apple blossoms, daisies, and one large healthy lily. katsuki wasn't that well-versed in flowers, but he knew that these definitely weren't in season.
making his way over to his desk, he noticed a small card with his name on it slotted into a small plastic holder among the blooms that he plucked out. he flopped himself down into his desk chair and began to read. there wasn't much aside from the floors he received, their meanings, and a short message in a neat script he didn't recognize.
Apple Blossoms- i prefer you before all Daisies- i love you truly Lily- my love is pure -Happy Valentines Katsuki! I hope these don't smell too sweet for you xoxo
the prohero glanced at the small desk calendar he sat on the corner of his workspace and then looked back at the bouquet. he called you not long after reading the small card and you sounded absolutely giddy when you picked up.
"did they get there alright?" you ask as he looks over the assortment for the umpteenth time. he hums in approval. "good, i was worried they'd wilt or something on the delivery route."
"you didn't have to you know."
"i wanted to. for all the hard work you do, you deserve a treat. plus, who doesn't like getting flowers from time to time, right?" you purposely left out the fact it was valentines day, even though you mentioned it in your note. still, he chuckled at your innate nature to be so damn cute.
he's quiet for a while and you're afraid they aren't exactly to his taste. then you heard his desk chair move before he's shuffling around for something in his desk drawer.
"katsuki?"
"clear your schedule tomorrow."
"i mean i can no problem, but what for?"
"because i said so, dummy."
you laugh at him and talk with him a bit more before you had to let him get back to his job. for the rest of his shift before his next patrol round, he spent a lot of time thumbing the soft petals of his flowers and rereading their meanings.
the next day when you make it over to his place like he said, you can't help but notice the familiar bouquet sitting in a beautiful vase you hadn't seen before on his kitchen island.
"glad you like them"
"you gave them to me. 'course i do"
hugging his back as he makes you dinner, you giggle to yourself at the backs of his ears and how red they are.
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a/n: i just really wanted an excuse to write katsuki getting flowers and being kinda bashful abt it hehe - p.s. i didn't proofread this and flower meanings may not be accurate bc i didn't do any kind of extensive research soz
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jupitereleven · 1 year
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the return of bakugo!
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sukustar · 1 year
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Appreciating the beauty of...
🧨Bakugou Katsuki🧨
[ANIME/MANGA]
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(Boy you're so hard, he's literally beautiful every time I didn't know which images to choose)
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rohansdisciple · 20 days
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i’m not really a dabi girlie i’m more of a shigaraki girlie BUT he looking a little bit too good right here 😢…
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fushigurojpg · 6 months
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NOT TOJI OR JJK RELATED BUT
LOOKS WHOS BACK, I'M SO HYPED I'VE MISSED HIM SO MUCH
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I've been waiting for more than a year for his comeback, I'm so happy
He's my favourite mha character and I kid you not I almost dropped mha when he died
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blakeswritingimagines · 9 months
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Dating Yandere Bakugo Katsuki:
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Well, as a yandere, he would go to any length in order to be the only one his darling loves. He would stalk you, threaten any rivals and hurt them physically, and even lock you in his basement just to make sure you are his only one. He would be completely devoted to you. His entire world would resolve around you and only you. He would do absolutely anything for his darling, even if it means putting your life in danger...
He'd be the most jealous person in the world as well. Any attention you even think about showing to another, even if it's unintentional, he would see as a personal insult and respond in a violent manner. If anyone tries to separate him and you, he would make sure they regret it for the rest of their lives. And worst of all, if you were to ever try to leave or abandon him, he could even go as far as to kill you...
He would constantly obsess over his darling. He would always be thinking about you, always worried that you might leave... he would be a ticking time bomb, full of jealousy and possessiveness, ready to explode at the first sign of you talking with someone else. It wouldn't matter if it was a friend, coworker, family member, or some other random person. He wouldn't be able to stand knowing that his darling is spending time with anyone besides him.
He would be jealous, possessive, and obsessed with you. He would demand that every second of your life be dedicated to him and will become incredibly paranoid if you show any interest in anyone else. He would do his best to make sure that you are only his... and for him alone. He would try to control your life and keep you from ever talking to anyone other than himself. And if that weren't enough, he'd go to the point of harming you physically all to make sure you stay his and his alone.
He would also isolate you from the world. He would convince you that the outside world is filled with danger and threats and that you should stay with him for your safety. He would do everything in his power to make sure you depend on him for your survival and comfort. He would become your only source of affection and love, making you dependent on him for everything. He would do his best to make you believe that you can not live without him, that your world and reality would collapse if you were to ever leave him.
He'd be relentless and extremely passionate. He would never allow anyone else to ever come between you both or steal you away from him. He would do anything to keep you safe, happy, and loving only him... even if that meant destroying the world as long as he has you. In short, he would destroy an entire universe just to keep you by his side. Nothing else would matter to him if he could just have his precious darling.
He'd also feel extremely entitled to your love. He wouldn't respect your opinions or feelings and would constantly demand that you show the same feelings towards him. He would feel very little compassion for you and see you more as something he owns rather than as a human being. He would feel no guilt over hurting you and wouldn't see you as someone worthy of respect.
He would make sure to isolate you from any outside influence, manipulating you and making you see him as the only one who loves or understands you. He would try to control every aspect of your life, even going so far as to control your diet and exercise routine. He would also be prone to extreme jealousy, even if you talk to someone you are not attracted to. Ultimately, he'd want to possess his lover's every thought, action, and decision to have complete control over you and ensure that you never truly leave his side.
He'd also become very overprotective of you and could even become violent if you try to leave him for good. He'd see you as his and be terrified at the thought of losing you. He would control every aspect of your life and try to isolate you from your friends and family so that you can never be with anyone else but him. He would also feel very insecure about his relationship with you and constantly worry that you might find someone better.
He would have an unhealthy attachment to you, an obsessive love that would make him feel like he absolutely couldn't live without you. He would be jealous of anyone who even talks to his darling and become extremely possessive. He wouldn't let anyone else even look at you without getting jealous and aggressive. He would be willing to do anything in order to make sure you love no one but him and will even resort to stalking, violence, and manipulation in order to keep you under his control.
He would experience extreme jealousy and possessiveness. He would be extremely territorial over you and would get highly aggressive whenever you even talk to someone of the opposite sex. He would be very controlling and would try to manipulate or guilt trip you into spending time with him, as well as isolate you from all your other friends and hobbies. He would not want his darling to have any connections outside of him. He'd want you to be completely and solely dependent on him.
He would be completely obsessed with his darling, your every waking moment, every thought, and every action would be dedicated to you. He wouldn't be able to function without you and would be very clingy towards you and would hate the idea of you leaving his sight. He would also get jealous and possessive of other people in your life, he would want you to himself and would refuse to share your love and attention with anyone else. He would also feel entitled to your body and would demand physical affection from you whenever he wanted.
He would feel a strong sense of ownership over you. He would see you as his personal belonging, and anyone who even talks to his darling would be seen as someone interfering with his property. He would become enraged when anyone else besides himself shows interest in you, seeing them as a threat and becoming overly protective and controlling towards you in an attempt to keep you all to himself and away from everyone else. He would become obsessive and possessive and would go to any length to keep you as his own.
He'd also have a desire to control your behavior. He wouldn't want you to have thoughts of your own or to interact with anyone but him. He would be obsessive in his love for you, wanting you to do everything he wants when he wants. He would demand that you spend all your time with him and would want you to love him and no one else. He would be manipulative and would use any means necessary to make sure you do exactly what he wants.
He could become prone to extreme and sometimes violent mood swings, being incredibly volatile and going from loving and sweet to aggressive and hostile in an instant. He would also feel little to no emotional intimacy towards you and would often see you more as a play thing rather than a person. He would show little to no remorse for his actions and would be willing to do anything to keep you under his control, even if it meant hurting you emotionally or physically.
He would feel a tremendous anger and jealousy whenever he thinks about you loving anyone else. This could result in him acting out violently towards anyone he perceives as a threat. He could become emotionally volatile, switching back and forth between love towards you and hateful rage towards you or the people he views as competitors. Because he believes that his darling's love for him is the only important thing.
He would tell you that you are his, and he is yours unconditionally. That he loves you more than anyone else ever could. That he needs you, and that without you, he is lost. That he would do anything for you, and that he will not let anyone or anything hurt you. That you are his everything, and that he will sacrifice everything to keep you safe and happy.
He would become obsessed with his darling and feel a need to watch you constantly and know every little detail about your life, becoming overbearing and intruding in every aspect of your life - who you talk to, where you go and what you do. He would try to manipulate you and would try to control every aspect of your life, trying to keep you away from everything that could harm your "perfect relationship." He would go as far as trying to dictate who your friends are and what you eat, what you watch, and what you listen to.
He would be obsessed with you - so much so that his whole life would revolve around you. He would become possessive and jealous of any contact you make with anyone outside of your relationship. He would go out of his way to intimidate, control, and threaten anyone who tries to get in between him and his darling. He would even be willing to use force to make sure no one else comes near you and that you only talk to him. He might even go out of his way to hurt you emotionally or physically in order to make sure you don't find anyone else attractive.
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bajisbbg · 2 months
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these ads must stop
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katszumi · 2 months
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“stare at her longer people might confuse you for a stalker.” mina said for only his ears to catch, not for the paparazzi that’s incoherently shouting at them.
katsuki unintentionally peeled his eyes away from you, his face contorting. “wasn’t staring.” gruffly, he responded.
he placed a fist over his open dries van noten blazer. he straightened his posture, broadening his shoulders for the picture being taken ahead. once pictured, the two of them both took a few steps down the carpet, preparing to restart the process.
mina refused the urge to snort at his words. he wasn’t fooling anyone, the look on his face even contradicted his own words.
the pink woman placed a hand on her hip, shifting her weight on her left leg as she pushed her right leg forward a smidge. “don’t lie to yourself,” she paused her words, allowing the paparazzi to take her picture for the nth time. “i get it though, she’s beautiful, especially tonight.”
in his head, katsuki immediately agreed. you were the most beautiful woman within a five mile radius, hell, maybe even in the entire country of japan. there wasn’t another woman katsuki could name that could compete with you.
a few yards down, you were busy doing a useless interview with some fuckin’ extra he’s never heard of. your smile was from ear to ear, your gaze daring and fierce, and your aura alluring. all of it was for free for a person that did not deserve any bit of it at all. if katsuki had a say, the reporter should be on his knees, kissing the ground you walked on, thankful he was able to breathe the same air as you.
finishing up one of their last poses, mina and katsuki sideways walked down the carpet once more, angling themselves towards the thousand cameras in front of them.
“still, i wasn’t staring.” he refused her words again.
flashes of white surrounded the area, the cameras whining at every second, every angle of the duo being snapped at.
“sure, bakugou.” this time, mina allowed a small chuckle to part her lips. “heard a certain hero is courting her.”
like a black cat, katsuki’s ears sharpened at her sentence, his eyes darting towards mina only for a second. “bullshit.” he called it. he doesn’t remember you mentioning anything similar to that.
but he reminds himself, what relationship did you two have for you to tell him things like that?
“don’t shoot the messenger, just what i heard.” a smirk quirked up the corner of her lip, mina sending one final pose.
it couldn’t have been true. it was impossible for a rumor about you to have gone around without katsuki hearing about it. mina must’ve been trying to lure him in, to make him slip-up. yeah, that had to have been it.
he wasn’t going to fall for mina’s ridiculous plan.
without thought, katsuki looked over at you once more, his eyes analyzing you more than he’d like to admit.
while it was true he wasn’t going to fall for her stupid plan, it was also true that you’ve had more of a certain glow to you lately. your eyes had been more softer and your smile seemed more genuine.
nah.
he wasn’t falling for it.
but, as soon as his foot touched the end of the red fabric carpet, his legs were taking themselves towards you and that shitty reporter. for why? of course it was for a completely different reason than to what mina said.
almost as if you were reading his mind, your head turned, your soft eyes meeting his fervent vermillion irises.
“katsuki, what a pleasant surprise.” you greeted him with your usual bright smile.
the reporter that was granted all of your attention also ogled at katsuki. mainly because he interrupted a private interview, but also because it was the katsuki bakugou in front of him.
katsuki stood aside of you, still letting all of the focus to be on you, but close enough that he placed his hand on your back gently.
“had to make myself known. feel like you’ve been tucked away all evenin’.”
instead of letting you reply, the reporter finally took his chance to speak up again. “dynamight, what are your thoughts on y/n swiftly climbing the ranks?” the reporter pushed the microphone in his face.
katsuki raised his brow at the male, but nonetheless he opened his mouth to reply.
“what else do you want me to say? obviously it’s well-deserved. these fuckers been sleepin’ on her for way too long, it’s about fuckin’ time.” his voice harsh, but his words were somewhat kind. “she’ll be dominating the charts in less than no time.”
“do you see yourself collaborating with y/n anytime soon?”
now, you looked at him, waiting for his answer.
“if she grants me permission.” katsuki met your eyes once more. “only the best of the best can work with y/n.” mina’s words entering his mind from earlier, he removed his eyesight off of you, back onto the reporter.
“so, that means—”
he interrupted the male, “that means no shitty extras. at all.”
needless to say, katsuki did in fact fall for mina’s antics. the truth coming out days later that there was no rumor of a hero courting y/n, but rather a mind game mina played on him for shits and giggles.
also a few days later, katsuki came across a new rumor that was headlined in the press, but this one he didn’t necessarily mind so much.
Y/N AND DYNAMIGHT WORK BUDDIES, OR MUCH MORE?
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katsus-world · 2 months
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Katsuki who forces you to look at him when he’s balls deep inside you.
Your legs are thrown over his shoulder and his pace is rough. The bed frame creeks under his movements. Your voice singing out and the sound of heavy balls slapping against your weeping cunt echo off the walls of your charred bedroom.
“You’re so fuckin’ tight.” His voice comes out strained and the feeling of you clenching around his words throws him into a crazed daze.
You mumble out a response but his cock hitting your sweet spot makes you squeal. Eyes rolling to the back of your head as his strong hand wraps around your throat. His length drags against your walls with such force, you feel like you’re going to split in two.
“Open your eyes and look at me when I fuck you.” His hand moves up to grab at your chin, instinctively your eyes shoot up and you gasp when you feel him stop.
He pulls out slowly, antagonizing you with every once of him that leaves your needy hole. You bite your lip to stifle a groan.
“You’re so pretty when yer’ like this. A fucking whore for my cock.” Your head hits the pillow when feel him shove himself deep inside you. It was quick and fast but it doesn’t stop you from fluttering around him. And the electricity pulsing through your body makes it hard to think straight.
“‘Wanna stay inside you forever. You feel too good.” Katsuki growls out as he palms your chest, pulling at your sensitive nub in his calloused hands. His mouth moves towards your thigh, biting your inner flesh and peppering it with kisses.
“T-too much katsuki!” You thrash against his touch, back arching off the mattress as you feel your stomach tighten.
But to your disappointment his movement slow down, and you feel the frustration peaking out of your eyelids. Tears hot and ready to spill down your face.
“You don’t get to cum unless you look at me.”
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Might have misspellings sorry!
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sorapricots · 2 years
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Lost Control
Summary : Bakugou used to be a man who have no control over his emotions, but as he grow older he learned to control his emotions. And you are there to help him overcome his flaws. But for the first time in his life he once again lost control over his emotions.
Pair : Husband!Bakugou x Wife!Reader
Genre : Hurt/Comfort
Warnings : Angry Dilf Bakugou.
A/N : I was inspired from @katsucream headcanons about dilf Bakugou and I’m IN LOVE with her headcanons! You all should check her if you haven’t. Thank you Katsucream for your incredible headncanons and for letting me creating this story <3
Wc :  1,8k+
From the start of Bakugou’s journey as the future hero, he was known to have such a nasty temperament. Some people said his personality fit his quirk. Some people said he’s too much for a hero. But he never cared, he never let people step on him, instead he worked harder.
All of his hard work paid off in the end. Now people known him as the #2 hero in Japan. With Deku as #1 (And Bakugou still a bit pissed about it). But nonetheless Bakugou is content with his life.
Of course with such a high rank in the Hero Society, there will be criticism. One of the criticism that Bakugou still receive is that how he still have nasty temperament until his late 20s.
Even though his temperament toned down when he finally met you when you move in to his hero agency. You came to his agency as his side kick. You, a person who work both as defense and healer, become the reckless hero side kick. You, a person people thought can’t even hit a fly, actually once punch Bakugou on the face when he’s being too reckless.
At first Bakugou was pissed. How dare someone hit him on the face. How dare someone humiliate him like that. How dare someone interrupt him. And the most important thing was, how dare someone hold him back when he was ready for a fight.
But in the same time it amuse Bakugou. How can a person like you manage to pull him to his senses in the middle of dangerous mission. You never failed to pull him and heal him while defend him in the same time when you both go to a mission gone wrong. He can’t help but let his heart beat faster when he heard you scolding and teach him how to control his emotions better.
And that’s how he fell for you. A person with tough exterior on the field but soft exterior out the field. A person who helped him overcome his temperament. Something he never thought someone or even him can do.
With that he decided to make you his. Forever. He asked you in marriage and he was the happiest man on the earth when you say yes. And with that slowly but surely both of you start to build a family together.
But, even he finally manage to cool down his temperament, he still the hotheaded Bakugou. People still see him as the short-tempered hero. And you still have to punch his face sometimes. Only sometimes. You promised.
He finally let go of his anger once you gave birth to your first born. Bakugou was there helping you through both your pregnancies and labour. When you hit him in the face while cursing as you gave birth to your baby boy, he just smiled as he wiped your sweaty forehead and whispered sweet nothings to your ears.
And for the first time in the history, Bakugou let out a silent cry as he held your baby boy for the first time. Baby’s cry can be heard coming out from his son as he rocked his body softly. You watched him tenderly when he kissed your son’s forehead.
Years passed by. Now Bakugou and you have two children. One boy and one girl. A perfect family. Of course there will be fight here and there between your children. Or even between Bakugou or you with your children. But that was normal. Because Bakugou and you teach boundaries and how to apologize to your children.
Despite now Bakugou and you already on your 40s, even with how silver hair start to show up. Bakugou and you still work as a hero. And both of you still strong as ever. Even more for Bakugou. He might not look as fit as his younger version. But he still strong and looked as handsome as ever.
Then again, he still has his unfiltered mouth and hotheaded temperament from his younger days. It become a part of him. That sometimes you afraid will inherit to both of your children. Especially your son. Now that he’s a teenager and is went through his puberty.
Oh how you wish what you fear never happened.
It was on weekend. Both of you and Bakugou decided to take a day off from your hero duty and spent times with your family. Sadly your daughter was on her internship at Fat Gum’s agency. Left only you, Bakugou, and your son in the house. Both of you and Bakugou didn’t mind of course. You both know how hard it is as a UA student.
“Dad, Mom, I’m gonna go out.” Your son said to both of you who was watching tv at the moment while taking his car keys out. You nodded with a smile on your face and Bakugou just grunt.
“come back before past curfew.” You nodded your head slowly. You can hear your son let out a sigh before he rolled his eyes.
“I saw that you lil shit.” You slap Bakugou’s thigh when you heard him. Your son just waved his hand before he closed the door and left.
“That kid will be the death of me.” Bakugou said before he let out a groan and pull you to sit on his lap. You just let out a giggle as your hands comb his hair.
“let him be, it’s not like you didn’t do what he did when you were on his age anyway.” Bakugou look at you with jaw falling.
“I did not.” He defended.
“You did. Your mother told me.” Bakugou let out another groan before he sighed in defeat. You smiled in victory knowing you actually just win an argument against your stubborn husband.
“Fine you win this time woman.” He said before he hugged your waist and go back focus on the show that was displayed in the TV.
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The sky already turned dark. Bakugou and you also already finish your dinner. Right now you are washing the dishes. Nervously. You look at the clock in the kitchen. It’s almost 10 p.m. yet your son still not coming back.
You basically can feel fire of anger radiating from Bakugou who sit on the couch while “watching” TV. You quietly come to sit with him after you finish do the dishes. Hand carefully reached his veiny and full scars one. You decided to not say anything and just wait for your son to come home.
Finally the both of you hear your son’s car parked in front of the house. You unconsciously take a deep breath as Bakugou stand up and stood in front of the door with his hands on his chest.
“Give me your car keys.” Bakugou said as soon as his son open up the door. You slowly walk and stand beside your husband. Monitoring how far both of the men you love will fight. Your son let out an angry sigh before he grabbed the door knob he just closed.
“Nah, fuck that, I’m out! I’m not a kid anymore, old man!” your eyes went wide when you heard your son. An angry huff come out from your husband nose before he pulled your son’s shirt collar and slam his body against the wall.
“Give me your keys.” Bakugou’s voice was demanding. There’s a little bit of threatening tone in his voice too. Angry breath coming out from him as fire of anger flaring in his crimson eyes.
Your son who built exactly like his try to pushed his father away. His crimson eyes also flaring in anger with a glint of fear while muttering curse words coming out from his mouth.
“Now!” you gasped when suddenly Bakugou slam your son’s body for the second time. Your son started to cough a little due to how hard his father slam his body. Keys finally fall from his hands.
“You think you’re a man now, hah?! Is that it? You think you are a man enough to throw hand with me?! Well then let’s step the fuck outside, boy, cause I’d love to see you try!” Bakugou’s voice booming through every corner of the house while he smiled. A Smile that he always show when he ready to beat someone to into a pulp.
“Katsuki, no!” you try to pull your husband when you see your son surrendered. He keep looking at you with pleading eyes hoping his mother will come to rescue him from his raging dad and let him run to her arms.
Harshly Katsuki let go of his son. Your son quickly run and hide behind you while he tried to control his breath while he rubbed his neck. Bakugou look at his back with anger still flaring from his eyes.
“Get out of my sight.” His voice leaking with venom as he took a deep breath.
“Before I fucking hurt you, boy.” He screamed out his voice both out of anger and frustration. Your son quickly back away and run to his room.
The house suddenly became quiet. Only Bakugou’s flaring breath and your heart thumping can be heard. You take a deep breath try to calm yourself down before you collect your son’s car keys that was on the floor.
Carefully you pulled Bakugou to sit on the sofa with you. You quickly go to the kitchen to make two cups of warm tea for your husband and your son. You understand right now both of them will refuse to talk their feelings.
You put one of the cup of warm tea down in front of Bakugou before you pull his face to see you. You then kiss his forehead saying ‘I love you’ without words and leave him in silent.
You then walk to your son’s room and softly knocked on his door. A faint grunt can be heard from the inside. You open the door and take a peek. There’s your son, on his bed, with legs open wide and he look down. Avoiding your eyes.
You softly put his cup of warm tea on the table beside his bed. Then you stand in front of him. Silently observing him. Even though you know beside sharing almost exactly built and appearance like your husband, he also shared some of your husband’s traits.
Suddenly your son pulled you to a hug. You can feel his body trembling against your hips as you softly pet his blonde locks. You can feel your shirt got wet too. You smile before you push your son softly and look him in the eyes.
“It’s okay. Go get some rest.” You wipe tears away from his handsome face. He nodded his head. You give him a soft kiss on his forehead before you left his room.
“Oh boy…” you whispered to yourself when you see your husband’s trembling shoulders. Looks like you also have to take care of this big baby of yours.
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A/n 2 : oh boy! I’m actually having fun when I wrote this! so if you guys notice, the dialogue of angry bakugou I take it from Katsucream’s headcanon since I was inspired from that specifically headcanon! and fear not, I already asked her permission to create the longer version of her headcanon. I never been this inspired from a headcanon so this is excite me so much :D I really wish you like this!! 
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prohero!bakugou who just got one of the best offers of his early career
its got so much goin for him
it would give him experience overseas/out of country, inside work and extensive fieldwork, near constant communications with other seasoned heroes on sight, its described as a long term gig, and after its all wrapped up it would undoubtedly give him a good shove up the charts and get himcloser to his goal that much sooner
the catch? he'll have little to no open contact with those he leaves for this specific job
when it's offered to him, he says he needs a day or two to think about it which shocked the people who reached out. they thought he'd jump at the chance to go- and he would've if not for that lousy ass catch
he goes home that night and immediately tells you about it
he explains that it's looking to be a long process job and being out of the country
you tell him he should totally take it- but then he tells you that he wouldn't be able to talk to you often or maybe even at all for whatever reason
you definitely have mixed feelings- knowing that he'd be gone for so long with nothing to keep you grounded while he's gone
but you dont want to hold him back either
"if you don't want me to go, i'll turn it down."
and he's dead serious too
the whole reason he wanted to think about it was to give you a chance to make him stay- bc he would
he would give up this opportunity in a heartbeat bc not only would it be hard on you- but he'd miss the hell out of you too
if cabin fever was possible to feel towards a person, katsuki knows if he goes he'd feel it towards you
it'd be homesickness pumped up to the max and with no outlet to talk to all those miles away (his friends and you not by his side)- he wouldn't know how to cope
"you should take it"
mans is flabbergasted honestly
he gave you full rights to tell him to tell them 'no' but here you are- telling him to go anyways
"you realized i could be gone months with no authorization to contact you. not you, my folks, or any of the other idiots."
theres a hidden fear he's not bringing up and it's not like he's avoiding it, he just doesn't know how to say it without sounding absolutely pathetic
"you really think i should take the offer?" he's hesitant and quiet when asking you- just to see if maybe you'll change your answer
"Of course i do, this is a big opportunity. the last thing you want is someone else to snatch that up when it's being delivered to you on a silver platter."
he starts nervously toying with your clothes. picking at your shirt hem and pitching the fabric between his fingers
and definitely not making eye contact
"plus," he tuts to signal he's listening "you know you'd beat yourself up if you turned it down."
he huffs absolutely hating that you were right
"I'm shocked you didn't just accept it the moment they told you honestly," you lightly laughed at him as he slightly sent a scowl up at you
"you said we needed to talk about important shit like this- so im tryin' to fuckin' listen"
"Is that all?"
he hated how you could always tell that when he was baring his heart to you, you could still tell he was keeping something else
"we haven't been apart for that long, have we?"
"well no, but it's to be expected"
"and we wont be able to talk or see each other"
"yes, so you've told me"
"what if..." he huffs, planting his forehead on your shoulder so he wouldn't have to look at you "what if i come back and you don't love me anymore?"
“what?” That was eve last thing you expect to come out of his mouth
“I’ll be gone for fuck knows how long and I won’t be able to talk to you or see you or listen to you- so I’m just...” the unspoken ‘worried’ didn’t need to be said
You understood
“Well, what if you come back and you don’t love me?”
His head snaps from its previous resting place and the expression he wore was like you just said the stupidest thing known to language
You light tap your fingers on his forehead shifting his expression to more of a ‘what was that for?’ scowl
“You see how that feels? Being worried over things you shouldn’t be?”
Your way or comforting him was sometimes awkward and sometimes bit weird, but he has to admit to did help settle the concern in his gut
“Even if I can’t reply,” he starts and your sure now that his mind was made up. “Even if I can’t do shit, I still want you to text me”
“Will that be okay?”
“If you don’t I’m going to be the most insufferable hero on the team; they’ll wanna send me back”
You laugh at him and he cracks a smile too. After so long frowning, the upwards turn in his lips was a sight for sore eyes
“Alright then. What should I text about?”
“Everything. I want to know when you wake up, when you go to bed. I want you to tell me about your day and what you are for meals- and if you skip meals, you better cough up the truth or else” he pitched your side at his faux threat
“I just want to know it all. And- and maybe the occasional voicemail wouldn’t be unappreciated so i can hear your voice from time to time”
Katsuki still has some issues with swallowing his pride and being “mushy” so you were proud of the requests he was making without much pushing from you- not that you’d made him say it if he really couldn’t have
He contacted the heroes who had offered him a spot in their team for the mission and told them he accept it
He then took the remaining days he has left before departure with you
Taking time off patrols and only doing minimal work through his laptop at home when you were taking a shower or sleeping.
He’d help with all the household chores on his newly found window of down time.
Going shopping with you and holding spices he wanted to buy over his head so when you tried to grab it and put it back- it was well out of your reach.
Cooking new dishes you both hasn’t tried before, binging random shows, even being attached to your hip sitting on the couch as you both preoccupied yourselves
He wanted to spend every second possible by your side until he wasn’t anymore
When you drop him off at the airport security gate, you weren’t sure if he’d let you go. The hug he gave you felt right and secure and he wishes he could pick you up and take you with him
It was an early morning flight and it was barely 3 in the morning- it was for the nest bc less people had the chance to see dynamight clinging to his partner like a touch starved koala
“‘m gonna fuckin miss you so much”
You scratch at the nape of his neck and feel him huff into your own as his palms spread in your back- lifting you to your toes on the verge of swaying side to side
“I’ll miss you too, katsuki” you’d be lying if you said you weren’t getting choked up
When he fight let’s you go, he’s cupping your face and running his thumbs under your misty eyes
He’s mapping out your face and the way you look so he can burn it into his brain. The pictures he had in his phone wouldn’t be enough, he has to remember how you feel under his hands
“Remember your promise,” he instructs and you chuckle- a bubble of emotions in your throat
“I’ll make sure to text you so often you’ll wish you hadn’t told me to”
“That’s what I like to hear”
He kisses you goodbye before being ushered through security and before you can even get to an open public seat in the airport (bc you want to wait until his fight takes off before going home) you get a text
-I miss you already dammit-
You laugh, rubbing at your still wet eyes at the seemingly thick impatience he’s using to show how he feels
You figure he’s just doing this since he won’t have a chance in the future- so parking your butt in a chair you indulge him
-I bet I miss you more-
-I seriously doubt it-
-you’ll push me to the back of your mind the moment you land overseas and shift into dynamight mode!-
-yeah, fat chance. you’re always on my mind-
You smile at your phone and when he finally tells you he’s boarding the sinking feeling of being alone finally hits you- but you don’t regret this decision
You receive one last phone call from katsuki just before he needs to shut his phone down
You can hear the loud humming of the plane and the clambering background noise of others boarding that are coming in the mission too
“I love you” is all he says. And it’s all you say back.
Because you do- you both do.
“I’ll see you soon, okay? Kick some ass for me”
“Oh, you know I will, babe”
Then the line ends. And soon after his plane take off. You’ll miss him like hell, but you know he’ll be back
-x-x-x-
a/n: Pardon any spelling errors. Started this on laptop- finished it on phone and I have quite the track record for typos LOL they (may) be fixed later on
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MY HERO ACADEMIA
Season 6, episode 1
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super exited about this season! can't wait to see the other episodes!!
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"Lost It though, lost that privilege with a hundred more."
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"your heart’s compatible mine breaks alone."
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synopsis// bakugo is too little too late
pairing// katsuki bakugo x gn!reader
word count// 2.4k
contents// angst. like just angst. hurt/no comfort. pro hero!au. brief mentions of puking for anyone who has problems with that...
notes// this is super cringe bc i wrote it many moons ago and im only posting this bc i want it out of my drafts NOW... its ruining the rest of my GOODISH drafts. get out of here. leave. also guys you are NEVER going to believe this... this is inspired by a song... i know i know... how new and exciting and never before done by me right? its inspired by sweet talk by dear and the headlights (SO GOOD DEAR GOD)
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Bakugo is stuck staring at his phone screen—or more specifically, the email within it—when Izuku busts out of the bathroom and into the living room where he’s lying.
“Did you get the email?” Izuku asks almost breathlessly.
“What do you think, nerd?” Bakugo rolls his eyes before turning his attention to Izuku, who’s only in a towel. “Izuku, why the fuck are you naked right now.”
“I was taking a shower!” he defends himself. “Are you going?”
he scoffs. “Why would I want to go to a reunion filled with our shitty high school classmates?”
Izuku sighs and rolls his eyes. “Because it would be good for your hero image?”
He hums. He hadn't considered that; he was thinking of something else. Bakugo asks, looking away, “Uh, do you think they’ll be there?..” 
“Why don’t you text them and find out?” Izuku states the obvious.
“You know I’m not doing that,” Bakugo scowls.
Izuku rolls his eyes and starts walking back to the bathroom as he calls out, “Then suffer!!” 
☆。*。☆。☆。*。☆。☆。*。☆。☆。*。☆。☆。
You’re sitting on your bed glaring at the email on your phone, and you don’t even realize you’re doing it until your boyfriend, who you didn't even noticed had entered the room, speaks up;
“Y/n?” he calls out softly.
You hum lowly in faint acknowledgment.
“You’re glaring at your phone,” he points out quietly.
“No, I’m not,” you mumble.
“Did you get the email?” he asks through a short laugh.
You sigh and nod, only for him to take your phone and turn it off before shoving it in his pocket. “Kirishima-“
“Don’t kirishima me,” he says, sitting next to you and pulling you into his embrace. “What good is glaring at the email gonna do?”
“Make it delete itself, I don’t know,” you mumble against him.
He hums and places his head atop yours. “Do you not wanna go?”
You groan and bury yourself deeper into his embrace. “It’s not that I don’t want to go; it’s just that… I don’t know. I don’t talk to any of them except for you-“
“I would hope so; I’m your boyfriend,” he interrupts with a poor joke.
“Kirishima,” you deadpan.
He kisses the top of your head. “Sorry, continue.”
“Like I was saying,” you continue, “I fell out with everyone like a year after coming to America…"
He nods, “I get it.”
You pull away from him slightly to look at him with a frown. “You don’t talk with any of them now either?”
He shrugs and gives you a small smile. “I mean, I talk to Denki and them once in awhile, but maybe this is exactly what we need to reconnect with our old friends, you know?”
“Yeah, maybe,” you mutter, turning your gaze to your hands, which have been fumbling with the hem of your shirt.
He frowns before placing a hand on your chin and tilting your head upward to look at him. “So?” he asks expectantly.
A small smile tugs at your lips. “So we’ll go, Kiri.”
He returns your smile, but even wider. “Good, I really didn’t wanna go by myself.”
“You were gonna leave me?” you exclaim dramatically.
He stifles a laugh. “Well, not anymore!”
You turn away from him. “Nah, I don’t wanna hear it—you're fake.”
He mumbles, “Shut up,” and rolls his eyes before grabbing your face and kissing you. You smile into it. Yeah, who cares if you haven’t talked to half of those people in a few years? This could be good! Maybe you’d even reconnect with your old best friend; Lord knows you’ve been dreaming about it since the moment you two fell out in the first place…
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The closer the reunion got, the more on edge you became, which explains why on the day of, you were in your hotel bathroom with your head in the toilet, throwing up. Kirishima rubs your back soothingly as he sits on the edge of the tub.
“We can skip it and get a flight back home, y/n,” he suggests softly.
You shake your head and flush the toilet before wiping your mouth with your hand. “No, we didn’t fly all the way back here only to fly back because I can’t handle my nerves.”
he sighs. “I don’t care about that; I care about you being comfortable,” he says as he helps you up.
He laughs when you smile at him, teeth and all. You have to think about why he’s laughing for a moment until it hits you and you slap a hand over your mouth. “I have puke in my teeth, don’t I?”
He nods, his laughter dying down. “You might.” He kisses the top of your head. “Can I trust you to get ready without puking again?”
You shrug, your hand still over your mouth. “Maybe.”
Kirishima hums. “Good enough,” he says before kissing the back of your hand that covers your mouth and then leaving you to your own devices.
Now that you’ve puked up all your nerves (for the most part), you’re able to get ready with ease, but it isn’t until you’re finally at the reunion that your nerves start acting up again. Kirishima quickly noticed this when he felt how clammy the hand he was holding had gotten.
He squeezes your hand reassuringly. “Say the word, and we’ll leave right now, y/n.”
You shake your head. “No, Kiri, it's fine really..”
He grabs your chin with his free hand and forces you to look at him, his eyes looking straight through you. “Promise?” 
You nod against his hold. “Promise.” 
Before Kirishima can get another word in, he hears someone call him from a few feet away. He lets go of your face, but his hand remains in yours as he turns to see Denki and a few others waving him over. He turns back toward you and looks like he’s about to invite you along, but you shake your head and have to practically rip your hand out of his.
“Go!” you urge him. “Go reconnect with them; that’s what we came here for, right?”
He frowns and reluctantly nods. “What about you?”
You give a lighthearted shrug. “Don’t worry bout me, Kiri, just go.”
He sighs and gives you a quick kiss before waving goodbye and making his way toward his old friends, leaving you awkwardly standing there. Once he’s out of sight, you sigh and look around like a lost puppy.
“Well, this is fun,” you mumble.
You're drinking some random punch you found that you’re pretty sure is spiked, but don’t mind, for a few more minutes when you spot a familiar blond spikey-haired boy in the distance. You’re not sure what comes over you, but the next thing you know, you’re abandoning your drink on a random table and running toward him.
“Katsuki!” You practically scream as you roughly pull him into a hug. “You have no idea how happy I am to see you!”
He groans and tenses up at the contact but hugs you back regardless. “Didn’t know you were coming… Can you let go now?”
“Last minute decision,” you remark, squeezing him even tighter, “and you say that yet you’re still hugging me too, you know.”
You feel him grow warm in embarrassment before he lets go of you. “Your turn, dumbass.”
You laugh as you let go of him. Who knew someone could miss being called a dumbass? “I really am happy to see you, Katsuki… It’s been so long!”
Bakugo hums in agreement and shoves his hands into his pockets, a habit he can’t seem to get rid of. “Yeah, I’m happy to see you too, y/n.”
“So, what’s new?" you inquire cheerfully. "You know, besides being the number two hero and all.”
He narrows his eyes at you, and had you not previously been his best friend, you would’ve thought he was about to tear you a new one. “Says the number one hero in America?"
You wave him off. “Ah, that’s nothing,” you say coyly. “But seriously, what’s new?”
“Just hero shit, honestly,” Bakugo shrugs. “you?” 
You open your mouth to tell him about Kirishima but quickly come to the conclusion that that’s a terrible idea. Had Bakugo been a normal best friend, then yes, you would tell him in a heartbeat. The problem is that he wasn’t just a normal best friend. For the entirety of highschool, you and Bakugo were stuck in this limbo of not just best friends but not quite lovers, so talking about boyfriends when he was almost yours simply doesn’t seem right.
“Y/n?” he asks impatiently.
You laugh slightly. “Sorry, uh, same with me, just hero shit..”
Bakugo looks at you in suspicion, removing his hands from his pockets just to cross them. “Doesn’t seem like it.”
You avoid his stare, which is a horrible mistake; now he'll really know you're hiding something. “What?” 
“You were gonna say something else, so just say it, dumbass,” he adds, narrowing his eyes at you.
You laugh nervously, staring back at him, “I wasn't g-“ 
“Y/n just say it; we're—we were best friends; I’m pretty sure you can tell me anything at this point.” He cuts you off, but his tone is surprisingly gentle.
The problem here is that you weren’t just best friends.
You sigh, knowing he won’t let up until you just tell him, so you might as well get this out of the way now. “I have a boyfriend,” you mumble nervously.
Bakugo’s heart drops, and he thinks he just went through the five stages of grief within ten seconds before asking, “You have a boyfriend?”
You awkwardly clear your throat and offer a small smile. “Uh, yeah!” 
In disbelief, he scoffs and mumbles to himself, “You have a boyfriend…”
You nod. “Katsuki, are you okay?..” 
He completely ignores you and snaps out of whatever trance he was in. “So who is he? Some American dude?”
You mentally curse him for asking who. “Uh no, it's, uh, it's actually Kirishima,” you nervously laugh.
Bakugo can feel small sparks starting to light up within his hands and wipes them against his pants. “How’d that happen?” he says blankly, as if he’s mentally checked out, which at this point, he’s trying to.
You’re surprised by his curiosity and overall lack of hostility, but you’re happy about it nonetheless. “Oh, well!" you explain happily, no longer fearful of it being awkward, "We had met up when he moved out to America, and, um, I don’t know, we just clicked, I guess?”
Bakugo scoffs to himself. “What, couldn’t have me, so you went with second best?”
Before completely processing what he said, you stare at him in complete disbelief. “What the actual fuck, Bakugo?” you snap.
His blood runs cold; he didn’t realize he actually said that out loud, and to make matters worse, you stopped using his first name; he fucked up. He fucked up big time. “Shit y/n, I'm sorry I didn't-“
“Don’t tell me you didn’t mean it because that’s bullshit,” you say sternly, pointing a finger at him as if scolding a child. “You know you meant that shit.”
“Y/n-,“ he tries to get a word in.
“You don't get to be mad,” you chide.
“I'm not mad!” Bakugo shouts.
“You’re not mad?” You repeat sarcastically because you know he is. “Why else would you say that, then?”
Bakugo groans, his shoulders dropping. “I don't know!”
You ignore him as suddenly all your pent-up emotions and feelings toward him begin to pour out of you. “What did you want me to do, Bakugo? Wait for you? If you forgot, I did!”
“I never asked you to,” he says flatly, his demeanor tense.
“You didn't have to!” you exclaim. “I waited for you because I loved you! I thought… I thought that we could somehow make it work even if we were long distance, and then you stopped texting and calling, so I picked up your slack! and all I got were one-word answers, so I stopped texting and calling too because I wanted to give you space. I kept telling myself that you just needed space, and you’d come back; you'd text me again, but you never did.”
His eyes glaze over as he remembers what he did to you and how he ghosted you because he thought that would be the best option, and obviously now he’s realizing that was actually the worst option he could have chosen. “Y/n, I'm sorry.”
“I don’t want your fucking sorrys,” you spit out. “You’re a piece of shit, Bakugo.”
He sniffles; he knows he is, he just didn’t want you to know that as well. “Y/n, can we please just forget I said anything?“
You laugh. “No, we can't, because even disregarding what happened between us a long time ago, you still called one of your so-called high school best friends second best to you.”
Bakugo is in defensive mode now; he knows he can't come back from this, so why not make it worse? “You only care because he’s your fucking boyfriend; you didn't give a fuck when I called half of these fucking people here second best to me in high school,” he sneers, his voice shaking with rage.
Your jaw tightens as you nod. You’d say you can't believe he'd throw something like that in your face, but it’s Bakugo; when someone goes low, he goes lower. “Fuck you, Bakugo.”
He notices you turning around to begin walking away, and he's ready to reach out and stop you when you look at him from over your shoulder.
“You know, I really was excited to see you,” you mumble, disappointedly. “Bye, Bakugo."
Bakugo's hand falls back to his side as he watches you walk away. When he hears someone behind him, he fights back tears as his hands clench into fists, angry at himself.
“Kacchan,” Izuku says softly.
Bakugo sniffles and wipes his nose roughly. “Fuck off, nerd.”
He ignores him. “I heard most of it.”
Bakugo turns around to face Izuku, his face red and his jaw clenched. “I’m a piece of shit, aren’t I?”
Izuku says nothing but offers Bakugo a small smile as he opens his arms as if to invite him into his embrace, and yes, if this were high school or middle school Bakugo, he would probably scoff and say something to make himself an even bigger piece of shit and then leave, but this is a different Bakugo—well, different in only some aspects apparently—so Bakugo quite literally falls into Izuku’s embrace, the weight causing Izuku to stumble backwards for a moment before he stabilizes both himself and Bakugo, strong enough to carry the both of them, letting Bakugo cry into his arms.
Katsuki Bakugo was too little, too late.
Katsuki Bakugo would always be too little, too late.
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