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I would never forget my dear boy's birthday, but this time I didn't draw anything related to it since I'm focused on other projects as well as I'm more active in another fandom, however I leave this doodle that I made a while ago.
happy birthday Oboro, I've failed you this time but you're still my fav character u_u <"3
After a long day of pro hero work, Katsuki had barely gotten through the shower before tiredly plopping into your lap.
The mattress bounces from his weight, your book rapidly thrown to the side as Katsuki topples onto you with no care in the world.
"Would've appreciated a warning, you oversized porcupine," you mutter hoarsely from the surprise. Nonetheless, you hum playfully, settling your hands over Katsuki's bare shoulders. The tanktop did wonders to his physique, as you could see every muscle, worked to perfection.
"Shuddup, woman," he growls, but your boyfriend wraps his arms loosely about your waist, deadset on keeping you in place.
"Funny coming from the big baby," you laugh, leaning forward as far as you can manage down Katsuki's back to massage him. His pleased groan vibrates over your legs as you drag your fingers over the planes of his back just the way he likes.
Little did he know, you were using these precious moments to ogle him without his cocky commentary. Any other day, his lips would part in one of his stupidly smug grins, leaving you with no choice but to veil it with your hand. Itβd often lead to a tussleβwith you, the loser, and him, always the victor.
"Was work good today?" You coo, finding a knot of muscle near the base of his neck and massaging into it slowly. It takes a long moment for him to answer, as you can feel his chest expand against your legs as he relishes in your touch.
"Fuckin' bratty kid nearly got himself run over."
"Oh?" You pause momentarily until Katsuki rumbles lowly in his throat, a nonverbal plea for the comfort of your touch. Your hands continue their caress. "Do share."
"Tried to run away 'cause his ma wouldn't let him have a toy." Katsuki scoffs. "Fuckin'...crossed the street without lookin'."
He falls silent, and you bend forward slightly to reach for the book you had discarded earlier. Setting it by your hip, you return your attention to your boyfriend.
"He's alright, isn't he?"
"'Course. I was there."
In any other situation, Katsuki would be cocky with pride, strutting his metaphorical peacock tail before being playfully praised by you. He'd brush it off, scoffing that it was an easy feat for the #2.
But today, he's a little different. He sulks, pushing his head into your stomach, awfully quiet. A quiet Katsuki can mean many things, and you have a feeling it isn't good.
"You did save him, but somehow I think there's a little more to this."
He tilts his head so a dull, crimson eye can take you in. "What a perceptive one ya are."
Rolling your eyes, you glance down at him unamused, waiting for him to start unprompted. After a few moments of eye contact, Katsuki sighs, relinquishing his grip so he can flip around on your lap. You lift your hands as he does so, resting them further up on his cheeks. His upside-down gaze darts over your face, your hoop earrings, and his eyelids shutter before focusing on the ceiling.
"Too damn close. It was too damn close. A second laterβless than thatβhe would've been fuckin' flattened." Your blonde winces at his choice of words. Your fingers rub circles over his cheeks, and you hope he can feel the care with which you trace over his skin.
"Shouldn't be like this, damn it! I save people all the time, I beat the shit outta villainsβstill can't save everyone.β
A sharp inhale from him, like he has more to say but restrains himself, escapes.
You release a thoughtful hum. Katsuki snorts.
βWhat? Finally rendered ya fuckinβ speechless? What a relief.β
You smack Katβs cheeks together, squishing them even as he growls, baring his teeth but harmless despite it all. Youβve long since learned his bark is bigger than his bite when it comes to you.
βIβll be talking until your stupidly pretty head is covered in gray hairs,β you shake him, continuing before he can. βYouβre a pro hero, Katsuki. A person. And people arenβt perfect.β You tilt his head up so you can look at him better. βYou canβt be there all the time. Some people are justβ¦unreachable.β
Your boyfriend hums a frustrated sound. It reminds you of your siblings, when you were little, fussing at not getting something they wanted.
ββBut, when you are there, you make it count.β Brushing his hair back, you kiss his forehead. βNo oneβs expecting you to be everywhere at once, dumbo. Just to do your best.β
Katsuki is silent, but itβs nothing new. The gears in his head are turning, oiled by your words, and youβve since learned to be patient in the meantime. For now, youβre content to run your fingers through his hair, the spiky strands folding under your touch.
You find it strange, how his hair manages to maintain its explosive, spiky shape in all seasons. He must take care of it, considering the softness that tangles between your fingers. Katsuki fully relaxes in your touch when you get to his scalp.
β...Thanks.β
Your smile is wide. βOf course, Kats.β
But your answer doesnβt seem to be enough for him, considering how he shifts to look at you the best he can. You still, fingers at home in his hair, as he takes you in.
ββM gonna do my best for youβthe best Pro and the best boyfriend.β
Snickering, you poke the corner of his lip. βAnd if youβre already that?β
βNonsense. Iβve gotta be perfect.β
βBut you arenβt perfect! And thatβs okay!β
He glares at you, lifting his arms to rest at your sides. Then, his grin sharpens, and honestly, you shouldβve realized this was bound to happenβ
Katsuki lunges for you, aiming a targeted attack on your sides. You shriek immediately, squirming to escape his touch by sliding out from under him. Before you can, your boyfriend flips over to keep you still.
βHow dare ya try and make me feel better, fuckinβ punk.β He says as you beg for mercy through your hysterics. Your voice canβt even form words, all your brainpower having been diverted to the feral need to keep him away.
That mindset hasnβt worked for the villains heβs fought, and unfortunately, proves futile for you as well. Pillows are kicked up, sheets disturbed from your roughhousing, and when Kat finally relents, you are nothing but human goo across the mattress. You feel his presence, triumphant over your limp form, and make one last effort to escape to the edge of the bed.
You crawl like youβre in the trenchesβbecause this is nothing short of a battle that you are rapidly losing. Katsuki makes an ugly snort as he watches you try, and you feel awfully like the mouse under the catβs paw.
βAnβ where do you think yer going?β The soft mattress dips under his weight as he repositions himself, hands just under your arms as you continue your perilous trek.
βEβescaping.β
He tsks. βNah. Need you right here.β
You yelp as he bundles you up in his arms right as youβre nearing the edge, tall on his knees in the middle of the bed. Bringing you closer to him, he gifts you a firm peck right on your temple. At first, you think this is the beginning of your well-deserved apologyβbut a second later the wind of him falling back into the sheets has you screeching his name. Katsukiβs laugh is infectious, though, filling the air as you lay on your sides.
You canβt even pretend to be mad at him. Between having this Katsuki, and the somber, melancholy one that had stomped into your house hours later, youβd prefer him as he is, right now.
He settles down, a small smile brightening his face. You lean closer to kiss him fully, enjoying his low hum as you nip at his bottom lip.
βYouβre such a prick.β
ββS a part of being the best.β He pulls you closer by your waist, and at this distance (or the lack thereof), you catch how his expression softens. βI meant it before. Thanks, fβbeing with me.β
You throw an arm over your boyfriend, rubbing over his side. You hope he can see the adoration in your gaze when you say, βAlways, Katsuki.β
There is peace that evening, as you both bask in the otherβs presence.
You sat outside on the stairs trying to let the cool breeze calm you. It had been a long day and sitting inside for lunch with the rest of school proved to be too overwhelming. Sitting alone in the peace and quiet was already helping you to settle down.
Sometimes you found it extremely hard to be sociable all day, and the rest of your class didnβt seem to have that problem. They were also terrible at picking up on your cues that you needed some downtime to recharge.
βWhatβs the matter with you?β You heard a voice say from behind. You turned around to see Katsuki a few steps above you.
βNothing Iβm fine," you said, turning back around.
βYouβre not gonna eat?β He pressed further.
βIβm not hungry,β you said, just as your stomach growled.
βYouβre a shitty liar. Iβm not going to ask again whatβs up with you?β He asked sternly.
βItβs just loud in there. I needed some time to myself,β you answered honestly.
βHm- alright, well Iβll bring you some food back. Youβre going to be a useless sparring partner if youβre hungry. What do you want?β He asked.
βYou donβt have to do that-,β you began to answer but he cut you off.
βSave it- I know miso soup and salmon sashimi right? Iβll be right back.β He said, and walked back inside leaving you alone on the steps stunned.
Did Katsuki really pay attention to what you ate? Or did he just notice everyoneβs usual order? You found yourself feeling completely bewildered at his kind gesture. It seemed so contradictory to his usual behavior.
βHere-," he said, returning to the steps and shoving a tray of food at you. He had his own tray and sat next to you. βI donβt feel like walking back inside again so Iβm gonna eat here, is that a problem?β He asked.
βNo itβs notβ¦ thank you,β you said, beginning to eat.
He did not answer but began to eat himself.
βSo you know everyoneβs order or something?β You asked, curiously.
βNo. I just look at your tits a lot and your miso soup and salmon are always in the way,β he answered roughly.
You felt your face flush, βWow ok- any gentleman points you earned from getting my food is gone now.β You laughed nervously.
βAt least Iβm honest,β he said, finishing up his food and standing up. βAlright enjoy the rest of your alone time,β he said and began to walk back up the stairs.
βBakugo wait-," you called out before even thinking about what you wanted to say.
βWhat?β He asked annoyed, turning back around.
βUh-,β you stammered. What the hell did you even want to say to him? Thank you? You had already said that. No, what you really wanted to say was a bit more than that. However, you found it hard to be as honest as he was with you. His intimidating stare pierced through you making you freeze up.
βCome on, out with it- I donβt have all day,β he said, looking increasingly frustrated.
βI- uh-,β you stuttered again. Fuck it just say it. βI look at you too,β you mumbled, then quickly looked away to hide your increasing blush caused by your confession.
βOh?β He exclaimed, a devilish grin speeding across his face. He sat back down next to you this time unusually close. βWhen?β He asked, leaning slightly forward to catch your gaze.
βWhat?β You answered back, turning to meet his eyes fully.
βWhen do you look at me?β He asked, and the roughness in his voice caused you to shiver.
You let out a nervous laugh, all the time you thought.
βIn the dorms, in the common room. Itβs pretty criminal for you to be hanging out in there with just your muscle T-shirt and sweats.β You said, trying to sound confident but the shakiness of your voice gave away how nervous you were.
Katsukiβs smirk grew even larger, βAnd what do you think about when you look at me?β He asked.
βWhat-," you exclaimed, feeling your whole body tense up. What exactly was he asking you?
βDo you ever want to touch me?β He asked.
You felt your whole mouth dry out, no words could come even if you knew what to say. Your mouth left slightly agape in shock at his bold questions.
βDo you ever want to fuck me? Thatβs what I think about when I look at you. The way you get so riled up during training and sparring matches. I bet you're really wild when you let loose, aren't you?" He spoke so low nearly a whisper, his husky voice making him almost inaudible. But you hung on to every word he said. Your thighs squished tighter together as he continued to speak, in this low volume meant just for you.
"You know it was criminal how you took down Uraraka, the way you straddled her. The boys talked about that for a while in the dorms.β He spoke, then paused watching how you trembled at his words. Your thighs clenched together as you bit at your bottom lip, still having nothing to say for yourself.
βIβm sorry, was that too honest? Too much information for you? Did I just destroy some of your innocence?β He said laughing. Damn, he thought to himself, he hadn't even laid a finger on you but you already looked so hot and bothered.
βNever mind, if you want to talk more you know where to find me,β he said with a cocky smirk knowing he already had you. He ran a finger under your chin as he got up to leave, leaving you alone on the stairs to process what the hell happened.
You tied off another large bag and dragged it from your shared bedroom with Katsuki to the living room. Katsuki had insisted the house had become too packed and you both needed to take time to rid the house of old things to donate.
Katsuki was deep in the closet, pulling out more forgotten stuff when you walked back into the bedroom.
"The hell?" he exclaimed, pulling out an old stuffed bear. "You still have this thing?" He said astonished, staring at the aged stuffed animal in his hands. Its appearance was well-loved as evidenced by its flat hair and scratches over its beaded eyes.
Katsuki instantly recognized the bear. It was the one he had given you back at U.A. during the school festival. He and Eijiro made it a point to compete in every carnival game. Katsuki beat him and won the bear as a prize. Declaring he didn't need such a dumb thing; he tossed it to you.
"Of course I kept it. You gave it to me," you replied.
"Tch- I don't think gave is the right word. I pawned it off to you. It's just a dumb bear- let's get rid of it," he said, tossing it in the bag to go to the donations.
"NO!" You yelled and dived for the bear, pulling it out of the bag.
Katsuki was startled at your intense reaction, "That thing means that much to you?" He chuckled.
"Don't make fun of me! I know it's just a dumb bear- and you didn't really pick it out for me but... out of everyone you chose to hand it to me so...," You trailed off looking at the bear getting lost in the memories of that day at the school festival. You knew Katsuki was not vocal with his emotions even then- so the fact that he handed you the bear instead of tossing it in the garbage meant something.
Now years later in a serious relationship- the bear symbolizes so much to you about your past together.
"Yeah yeah- I did have the hots for you back then too or whatever. Keep the ugly thing," he said waving his hand and diving back into the closet.
"Don't you talk shit about Mr. Bear again I'll smack you," You teased.
"HAH! Like to see ya try- come on help me brat," He retorted, and the two of you spent the rest of the day cleaning.
The following day, you were off work before Katsuki- and you hated to admit it but- you found yourself excited to come home to the cleaned and refreshed place.
You made your way to the front door, lugging all your work things in hand. Turning the key, and bumping the door open with your hip, you screamed at a darkened figure in the living room.
Your work belongings rained from your hands as you shrieked and jumped. When your breathing settled and your eyes adjusted, you realized what the figure was.
In the living room sat an oversized stuffed bear, almost the same size as a human, with a letter attached around its neck.
A warm smile spread on your lips as you unfolded the letter:
Idk if youβre still taking requests but iβm down bad for your writings so pls hear me out: imagine giving katsuki a lap dance but even then somehow heβs still the one who holds control over you π€§
Iβm such a lost cause iβm sorry
You give Katsuki a lap dance.
Warnings: aged up | NSFW themes
1000 words~
You puttered around the living room, putting things away and cleaning down the table as Katsuki sat on the couch reviewing some work reports on his laptop. Music played off the speaker in the corner of the living room, your playlist on shuffle.
You listened to a variety of music, so the mood changed in the living room drastically from song to song. Currently, an ambient lo-fi song played, as you walked to the kitchen to throw away the cleaning wipes you just used.
You made your way back to the living room and scanned it for any other tasks that needed to be done. Everything looked in order, but you scanned again for something to do. You wanted more excuses to be close to Katsuki's presence as he worked.
You usually weren't this clingy but lately, he had been extra busy with hero work, giving you both little alone time. Deciding the TV could use dusting you walked to the hall closet to grab the duster.
As you made your way to the TV that was across from the couch Katsuki worked on, the lo-fi song changed and another randomly shuffled song played from your playlist. This song had a much different vibe from the lo-fi song. It was a slow sultry song you often put on to hype yourself up before having sex with Katsuki.
Katsuki knew the song well, as he watched you many times come to life for him when it played. He loved how it would instantly boost your confidence, making you feel like the attractive bombshell you deserved to feel like.
Katsuki's eyes flashed to you, "Change that damn song," he demanded.
You shot him a pouty look, "You don't like it?" you asked.
Katsuki clicked his tongue, "That's not the problem. This song- and you dusting the TV like that... can't fucking focus on my work."
"So don't," you said back at him teasingly.
Katsuki raised an eyebrow at you as if to challenge you. You stalked over to him and gently grabbed at his laptop. To your surprise Katsuki let you take it from him and place it on the table.
"Can I show you what I've been practicing?" You asked, climbing onto his lap. Being that you two had little alone time the past few weeks, you had been working up something special for him. After watching a sensual music video, you decided you wanted to give Katsuki a show, specifically a lap dance.
"Go ahead- you have my undivided attention now," he said, crimson eyes staring up at you as you positioned yourself.
Even though the song was perfect, and you practiced many times alone- you felt yourself freeze up under his intense crimson glare. His eyes eagerly watched you, curious to see what you had in mind. But all confidence ran out of your body as his hands grabbed your waist, his expression as intimidating as ever.
"Well? What were ya gonna do brat?" he asked, eyebrow raised.
Your hands rested on his shoulders as you internally yelled at your body to move, but nothing happened, "I was gonna dance for you," you said shyly.
Katsuki's eyes widened, "No shit?" He exclaimed. "Go on I wanna see," he encouraged.
You took a deep breath trying to regain some of your confidence. Noticing this Katsuki encouraged you further, "Come on don't get shy on me now, I want to see what you've been practicing for me," he said playfully slapping your ass. "You look hot as fuck just mounting me so- gonna lose it when you move your hips," he said, hyping you up.
You gave a sheepish smile as you forced yourself to try. You flipped your hair back putting on the confident expression you had practiced many times in the mirror, as your grip on his shoulders tightened and you began to gyrate your hips grinding on him.
Katsuki's eyes hungrily swept over your body as it moved for him. Then you pressed off his lap sinking between his legs, hands now on his thighs as you eyed him seductively making your way all the way down to the floor.
"Oh shit," Katsuki exclaimed taken off guard by your sudden departure. Following the video you'd studied so much, you stood up and turned around, now facing the TV you caught Katsuki's reflection in the dark screen still hungrily eyeing your body. Hands on his knees for support, you swayed your hips from side to side slowly as you sunk again to the floor in between his legs.
Knees on the floor, you removed your hands from his knees and placed them in front of you. On all fours, you slowly leaned forward till your head laid seductively on the floor. Your ass now being on display, you shook it for him.
Katsuki let out a lustful groan at your movements. Feeling all your confidence rush back, you sat up, laying your head back in his lap resting in between his legs, you arched your back and ran your hands seductively down your body eliciting another groan from him.
You moved back up to his lap, still facing away from him you pressed your ass into his lap and started grinding into him, hips swirling. "Fuck," he exclaimed, the feel of you beginning to weaken his resolve.
You stood back up but squeaked out in surprise when Katsuki grabbed your waist and pulled your ass back down. "Nah- do that shit again," He demanded.
You grinded your ass into him once more, a confident smile on your face at his enjoyment.
You flipped your hair again as you turned around, mounting him with a leg on either side of him, you worked your way up his lap. Swiveling your hips into him pressing into the bulge now protruding from his pants. You brought your hands to your chest as you gave your tits a jiggle, your last move before the song ended.
Before you could ask for his opinion Katsuki picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, "Bedroom now," was all he said. Causing your laughter to fill the room.
Thank you for the request! This was a fun one to write π€! I hope I was able to explain the dance well enough!
Shout out to @pastelbakugou and @unofficialmuilover for letting me bug them and give me ideas while I typed this one out π!
You adjusted to get more comfortable on the couch while the boys continued their conversation about today's training.
"If you ask me, we really showed what Class 1A can do today, that's all I'm saying," Denki said concluding his point.
"I agree everyone did their best today," Hanta said nodding.
Katsuki came into the common room and made his way over to join the conversation. He sat down at the furthest possible spot away from you on the couch. Even though you two had been in some type of undefined relationship for a while, he never showed any indication of it around others.
You rolled your eyes at his decision to sit so far away from you.
"Oh, hey Kacchan, we were just talking about how awesome everyone was in the training today. Especially me with my smart thinking~," Denki said with his usual sly smile.
"Tch- you're really thinking a lot of yourself after that aren't you?" Katsuki huffed out.
"Hey come on, you guys are always making fun of me for being dumb so- I gotta gloat my wins when I can, right?" Denki responded.
"Awe Kaminari~ we only make fun of you because that face you make when you fry your brain is so cute~," you said leaning over to pinch his cheek.
"Hey cut it out!" He exclaimed and swatted your hand away, a bright red blush illuminating his face.
Katsuki grunted and got up walking back to the elevator for the dorm rooms.
"You're leaving already?! You just got here man!" Eijiro called after him.
"Yeah, it's late," he said without turning around and continuing to walk to the elevators.
You jumped up and followed him to the elevator. The boys eyed you but didn't say anything and continued their conversation.
"The hell are you following me for?" Katsuki asked grumpily pressing the elevator button.
"No way you're going to bed, it's too early even for you," you observed.
The elevator opened and you both stepped in, "What do you care? Just go back," he spoke, waiting for you to exit, but instead you leaned over and pressed the button to his floor.
The elevator closed giving you both some privacy, "Why don't you just say you're jealous?" You asked bluntly, turning to Katsuki.
"HA?!" he exclaimed, turning to you, fury in his eyes.
"Come on you think that wasn't obvious? You got up as soon as I made that flirty comment at Kaminari," You challenged him.
The elevator opened up to his floor and Katsuki stormed out.
"Don't ignore me!" You yelled following after him.
Katsuki opened his dorm door and let out an annoyed huff of air when you slipped in under his arm.
"You can't run away from me you know," You declared. Katsuki angrily slammed his door and pulled your wrist up above your head, pinning you against the door. Any other person might have been afraid, but Katsuki's angry outbursts didn't faze you anymore.
His face was just inches away from yours and you could see the anger that flashed in his eyes ignited by his jealousy, "You know I fucking hate when you do that."
"Do what?" You asked, playing innocent as if you didn't intentionally flirt with Denki to piss him off.
"Don't play dumb with me," He growled. "You're so god damn flirty and it pisses me off, makes those extras think they have a chance with you. Especially dunce face, I hate the way he looks at you. Makes me want to explode the shit out of him. You're mine you know that!"
"Well- maybe they wouldn't look at me that way if they knew," You challenged him.
Katsuki let go of your wrist and stepped a few paces back from you, "I told you I'm not good at this shit." He said, crossing his arms.
"I'm not either Katsuki- but you sat the furthest away you could have from me down there-,"
"The fuck does that matter?? I was just sitting on the couch. Why the hell are you like that anyway? Do you like dunce face or something?" He asked.
You let out a sigh, "No of course not, I like you. I only did it because it pisses you off," You let out a small laugh. "I just want your attention that's all," you answered honestly.
"Tch- my attention? What a dumb ass way to go about it." He huffed.
"Told you, I'm not good at this stuff either. What if- I'll stop my playful comments if you make it obvious that there's... something between us," you proposed.
"Like what? You want me to hold your goddamn hand or something?" he asked.
Your eyes blinked wide. You were going to suggest just having him sit next to you on the couch next time- but this was much better.
"Yeah that's- that's good," you said trying to keep the excitement out of your voice. You didn't want Katsuki to see how much that actually meant to you.
"Fine, now get out, it actually is late now I gotta sleep," He grumbled.
You moved closer and placed a kiss on his cheek, "Sure thing Grandpa," you teased, and laughed as you left his room and made your way back to yours.
The following day, you sat in the common room around the usual couches the boys chose to hang out on.
"Man, today's lesson went way over my head, did any of you get it?" Eijiro asked looking distressed.
"Nope- Ectoplasm's lecture was impossible to follow," Denki said.
You were about to respond when you noticed Katsuki making his way to the couches. The boys continued their conversation while you eyed Katsuki, wondering if he'd stay true to his word. Katsuki silently sat next to you. Both hands tucked deep into his sweat pockets he looked away from the group.
"Bakugo, you're going to have to tutor all of us on the lesson today!" Eijiro exclaimed.
"Sure whatever-" Katsuki said still looking away from the group.
Eijiro looked at him curiously, wondering what was wrong, but decided not to push his friend and continued his conversation with Denki.
Without warning Katsuki pulled out his hand from his pocket and quickly grabbed yours, interlacing his fingers with yours. You looked down at your hands and then back up at him. He was still facing away from the group and his leg was bouncing up and down nervously.
Eijiro stopped mid-sentence at the sight.
"WHAT!?" Katsuki barked snapping his head to Eijiro.
"Nothing! Nothing!" Eijiro said quickly. He knew Katsuki well enough to know better than to make it a big deal.
The boys silently looked at each other and then back at you two stealing glances.
"If someone says a goddamn word I'm exploding them," Katsuki mumbled and turned to look away from the group again.
"So, anyway that lesson was awful," you said, encouraging the group to pick back up the conversation and not make a scene about Katsuki holding your hand.
"Yeah right-," Denki said and continued complaining about the rest of the day.
Katsuki gave your hand a slight squeeze, showing his appreciation.
"You keeping up with me brat?" Katsuki asked, turning the page of his textbook.
You both were studying for the next coming exam in his dorm. Like always- Katsuki had almost all the material memorized, and you were struggling to grasp everything.
"Hold on- let me re-read that last question," You complained, reaching for your mug full of tea while scanning the page again. Multitasking resulted in the mug slipping from your fingers and the warm tea splashing out. Luckily the contents only dampened your uniform and not his bed. You'd never hear the end of it if it did.
"Damn it-" you exclaimed.
"Do you have to be so damn clumsy?" Katsuki ridiculed.
You rolled your eyes at his remarks. "At least none spilled on your bed," you spoke and dabbed at your soaked shirt with a napkin from your bag. Your dabs did little to soak up the large spill of tea. "Whatever it's fine- can you just explain this last question to me," You asked, throwing the napkin back in your bag and admitting defeat with your wet shirt.
"You're really helpless, hu?" he mocked and looked up from his book but immediately became halted by the sight of you. Katsuki's eyes snapped quickly back to his book, and he cleared his throat.
"Yeah yeah- make fun of me all you want can you just explain it already?!" You pressed.
"I'm fucking trying-" He grunted peering up at you again before looking back at his book. The spill from the tea had made your once-white uniformed shirt completely see-through. The sight was proving to be a distraction for him.
Missing the blush that tinted his cheeks and reddened his nose you taunted him, "Or do you actually not understand it either, hm?" You teased.
"Tch- hold on," Katsuki said, keeping his gaze from you as he got off the bed. He shuffled to his closet and threw a shirt at you. "Change into that- can't focus with you looking like you came back from damn wet t-shirt contest," he explained.
Slightly confused, you looked down and realized that with the spill set in your bra was completely visible through your shirt. You let out an amused laugh and unbuttoned your shirt to change into his.
"THE HELL?!" Katsuki exclaimed and quickly turned around.
"What?" you asked teasingly. "Isn't this what you wanted?"
"Change in the damn restroom," He barked.
"Oh relax- my hero costume is much more revealing than this," you replied.
Katsuki just let out an annoyed grunt.
"Didn't expect you to be so flustered by tits," You laughed. Even though he had turned around you caught his reflection in the mirror- his eyes slightly peered at you stretching to grab the shirt he threw at you.
You smirked at him in the mirror, and his eyes shot forward when you did- the small blush on his cheeks deepened at being caught.
"I don't mind you know- if I did, I would have gone to the restroom to change," You said.
"Just hurry up," he said roughly.
You eyed the back of him- his hands tightly bound into fists and the blush now evident on the tips of his ears. It was fun to see Katsuki so flustered. It was such a change from his usual attitude. As if finally, something had power over the stubborn boy. The feeling gave rise to devious thoughts that you couldn't say no to.
"Have you not seen boobs before?" You asked, tilting your head to the side.
"HAH?! Course I have!" He yelled.
"I mean in person- up close," you clarified.
Your question seemed to stun Katsuki- for the first time, he was speechless. He wanted to tell you to shut the hell up and change already so you could get back to studying but- his mind was racing with why you were asking him such a stupid question. Until you asked another-
"Do you want to?" You asked almost in a whisper.
What kind of question was that? Of course, he wanted to- but... he wasn't some damn perv like Mineta or Kaminari.
"Tch- you think I'm some fucking perv like those other extras. Just change so we can get back to studying," he finally answered.
"No- I offered that makes it ok- and that blush on your face says otherwise. You think I can't see that?" You teased.
Katsuki grunted and turned around to face you, "You're not going to fucking give this up, are you?" He said, pretending it was your stubbornness that was making him give in and not his own desires.
You smiled at his flustered expression, "I will- if you tell me honestly you don't want to." You said winking at him.
Katsuki gritted his teeth and his nose scrunched up.
"That's what I thought- you can't can you?" You giggled.
"You're so damn provocative," He complained but sat next to you on the bed.
"This has been bugging me all day anyway- been dying to get it off," you said unsnapping the back of your bra and exposing your breasts.
Katsuki's eyes widened at you- shocked that your offer was not just a tease. The blush on his face ignited once more and so did his scowl as his eyes gazed at your exposed skin. He looked equally frustrated and flustered as if he was angry at his own desires. Katsuki hated feeling vulnerable- and you knew just the ways to get the best of him.
"You can squeeze them if you want," You offered further.
Katsuki only peered at you for a moment to ensure your offer was legitimate consent before quickly squeezing one of your breasts in his hand. As he did, he turned his face away from you- hiding his lack of composure. You were soft, and warm, and all his boy hormones screamed at him to stuff his face in your chest. He was sure if he turned to look at the sight of your breast in his hand, he wouldn't be able to control himself, and he didn't want to give you that satisfaction of having power over him.
As rough as he was everywhere else in his life you were surprised at the gentleness he used to squeeze you.
Katsuki dropped his hand but remained looking away from you and he tried to regain himself.
You took mercy on him and threw his shirt over your head finally.
"This is a comfy shirt," you said, trying to change the subject and ease the embarrassment oozing off Katsuki.
"Keep it as long as you want," he grunted and cleared his throat making a grab for his textbook again. "Alright... what question did you need help with again brat?" he asked- attempting to move on and switch back to his usual rough demeanor.
because I like when people write him as actually being really shy
π€ Katsuki in love goes really quiet when he likes someone. Screaming and hot tempered, he has heardΒ many times how rude he sounds when he screams at people and he never cared about it, but when he starts to like you he tries to tone it down a bit when you're around and sometimes he get subconscious to the point he doesn't even speak because he doesn't want to say the wrong thing or use the wrong tone by accident.
π€ Katsuki in love would do whatever it takes not to make eye contact with you. He refuses to look in your general direction and would try to stay in the opposite corner of the room at all times.
π€ Katsuki in love would never ever ask a direct question about you but instead he would use his refined ears-dropping abilities to collect as many information about you as he can, staying behind in the lockers at work or in the cafeteria to hear the gossip of the noisiest people in the agency and sometimes getting pissed off when they speak ill of you.
π€ Katsuki in love would purposely bump into people that stare at you for too long to then tell them to move because they are on the way.
π€ Katsuki in love would pick up work from your desk in passing telling you that he's fucking bored, walk to his own desk far away from you and do it so you can finish your work faster.
π€ Katsuki in love would do nice things for you and then blame it on someone else, like looking up information for a case for you and then tell you someone else gather it and he's just dropping the file; or leaving snacks over your desk when he sees you sad and say it was Round Face who did it.
π€ Katsuki in love would think for days and days about a compliment someone said you said about him or his abilities while trying to focus on something else, sometimes blushing lightly and thinking about hoping to hear it directly from own mouth some day while he walking around the office.
π€ Katsuki in love would get pissed off about your crush not paying attention to you and would make up plans so the asshole could at least look like he cares.
π€ Katsuki in love would try to confess and fail many times, not because he thinks you could never like him back but because he's really scare of hearing a rejection from you that kills the little hope he has.
π€ Katsuki in love when he finally confesses, would do it in a low voice and avoiding your gaze, in a very impulsive way because he feels like he would never gather the courage to do it properly anyways, while you're both alone at the office.
π€ Katsuki in love would hold you really really tight when you accept his confession. He's not crying but it's hard for him to tell you how happy he's about it with that lump on his throat.
β-pairing: bakugo x reader
β-cw: soft bakugo! he also might seem ooc :(
β-a/n: it's been a while since I wrote for him :(( might seem ooc, sorry if it is!
"Katsuki?"
With a muffled sigh, he turned around to aim you with a condescending glare as you shuffled into the kitchen with a blanket wrapped around you like a burrito.
You were obviously tired, from the sleepy droop of your eyes to the little yawn that escaped from your lips as you stumble towards him.
He could feel the soft smile curling up his lips as he turned back to the pot of sizzling food, feeling your arms wrap around him in a hug and you rest your cheek against his back, feeling the soothing sound of his heartbeat reach your ears.
"Go back to sleep."
"but you're not with me."
Shaking his head with a muttered curse, he turned around, looking down at you as you plopped your head against his chest, a mumbled sentence falling out of your lips as he wrapped his arms around you, pressing a little kiss against your forehead.
"i love you, katsu......."
"i love you too."
peaceful silence encircled the two of you as you relaxed in his comforting embrace, the only sound in the room was your soft breaths and the occasional 'scccp' as Katsuki stirred the food.
and without meaning too, you fell asleep.
While standing, with Katsuki being the only thing holding you up.
Letting out an amused exhale, he let his eyes gaze over your sleeping face, before pressing another kiss to your nose.
"come on, lets getcha' to the bed."
picking you up, he walked over to the bedroom door, quickly kicking it open, the gentle 'crrrk' of the door filling the dark room.
Laying you on the bed, he wrapped blankets around you and made sure that you were comfortable before flicking on the bedroom light, making sure that it was dim enough so that you could peacefully sleep.
"don't leave me."
stopping at the door, and looking back as he heard the mumblr, his red eyes flicked over to you, meeting your bleary e/c with a sigh, thinking of the discarded food on the stove.
not me thinking about newlyweds Pro Hero Dynamight and Pro Hero Y/H/N.
a big villain terrorizes the city and because you where on patrol duty at the moment, you're one of first heroes to attend the scene.
yet not powerful enough to actually win against him.
the villain uses a big wood stick like a sword, kicking it against all the heroes he fights, projecting his Quirk through it.
he is powerful, still your try your best to hold on, to keep going and fighting. at least until the heavy horses, a.k.a. your own husban, Deku, Shoto or Red Riot, arrive.
you're beaten up pretty badly, laying on the dirty ground and coughing a bit of blood. the villain points his weapon towards you as he says, "Any last words?"
a big explosion surprises you both.
"Yes. If you continue to point that stupid stick towards my wife, I'll break it. After I break your fucking neck," the dangerous low and menacingly tone in Hero Dynamight's voice makes you almost feel sorry for this villain.
Can't stop thinking of coming home to Katsuki and your guys' daughters.
You had a pretty shitty day at work. First, your manager had the nerve to call you in for work when it was a day off for you and on top of that, your colleagues seemed to be extra annoying today.
You were in a really bad mood by the end of the day, but all that dissipated when you opened the door to your home.
There he was, your husband Katsuki, surrounded by your guys' four daughters. The girls sat around the little pink plastic table with equally pink and small chairs too little for him to fit in. He sat on the floor, drinking water that was supposed to be pretend tea. The cup was almost funny in his giant hands. His blond spikes were pushed back with several cutesy pins and hair ties accompanied by a headband that had an obnoxiously big red bow.
"How is the tea, pops?" your eldest asks.
"Great," he replies. The second pours more water into his cup from a toy teapot, and he mumbles something about how he's had enough tea for the day.
"Daddy! You're supposed to stick your pinky out! Or we'll have to kick you out of the tea party!" The second youngest exclaims, and Bakugo begrudgingly sticks his pinky out.
The youngest, only eleven months old, tries to reach for his face to put a sticker on his cheek. He holds her up, and she smacks a pretty little flower onto his face, followed by little squeals and claps.
"Ya like stickin' stickers onto my face? Hm, squirt?" She nods excitedly, holding her hands up. He lifts her up and blows raspberries onto her tummy, making her burst out laughing.
"My turn!"
"No, mine!"
"Pops, you must finish your tea!" As the girls are hoarding him, he notices you leaning by the doorframe, watching with a warm smile.
He grins, "Hey."
"It's Mama!"
You kneel down to hug the three clinging to your legs and watch the youngest try to take small steps towards you, almost falling over a few times. Katsuki gives her some support from the back until she's in your arms. You pick her up, kiss her peachy cheek and smile at Bakugo.
He puts a hand on your back and presses a sweet little kiss onto your lips, which results in a series of "ewwws" and "yucks".
"Gross!" The eldest gags.
"Oi, she's my wife!" Bakugo exclaims.
"No, she's my Mama!" The second youngest says, pulling you towards the pink table, "Mama's going to have tea with us!"
"Katsuki!" You called from the bedroom, lying on your stomach as you read a romance novel. You'd just seen a line you read a handful of times in other romance novels.Β It was a line that managed to make you smile like an idiot, with butterflies dancing in your stomach.
"What?" He yelled from the living room, where he repaired one of his gauntlets.
"C'mere for a sec," you got up with the book, and Katsuki walked into the room shirtless with a little grease on his chest and arms. Even better for your request.Β
"What the fuck? You just called me in, and now yer pushin' me away?" He knitted his eyebrows when you pushed him out of the room.
"Katsuki, can you do this?" You handed him the book, and he took it, looking down at the page in confusion.Β
"A lot is goin' on here, sweets. I'm a hero, not an actor." He said, cherry eyes scanning the page.Β
"Oh, come on! I'm sure you can do this one." You pointed at the line, and he brought it closer to his face, reading it out loud, his eyebrows raising amusedly.Β
"I looked up from my work when I heard the door open to see William. He stood in the doorway, one of his hands on the header above him. "Hey," he greeted-" Katsuki stopped to look at you, "I don't see what you want me to do? Stand in the door and say hi?"
"No, no. You're supposed to do what William did," you explained, demonstrating what you meant by showing him, even though your hand wouldn't reach for the header, "Get it?"Β
"Hah? What's so special about it in the first place?" He asked, flipping the book shut and giving it back to you.Β
"It's just sexy, okay?" You huffed, "I've read similar lines in many other books, and I just wanna know what it would be like when you do it."
"Fine," he grumbles, "Stand inside."
You happily skipped inside while he stood outside. He took a step closer and stood in the doorway. He brought his hand up and held the doorframe, thick bicep flexing in the process, revealing a few blond hair in his pit. He leaned closer to you, snaking a calloused hand to your back, roughly pulling you closer.
"This what ya wanted, hm?" He whispered into your ear, sending tingles down your spine. He smirked at your flustered state and snuck a peck to your lips.Β
He chuckled at your stupor and turned around to leave. He glanced back, a triumphant smirk on his lips, "Let me know if there's somethin' else that William dude does. I can do it better than him anyway~"
fluff. cute lil drabble. established relationship. ooc! bakugo. any au you want ig haha. gn! reader.
warnings: innuendos but nothing crazy
a/n: another drabble before i drop a long, hardcore mafia boss! dabi x spy! reader smut π
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before bakugo found you, his friends pictured him dating someone dainty, soft-spoken, & just all around quiet. however, when you came into the picture, your dynamic just made so much sense.
the two of you clicked & meshed so well together. you were outgoing, kind yet snappy, & you were just glowing whenever you were with katsuki.
your friends were worried when you first got with katsuki, knowing you. you were the type to take no bullshit from anyone, not afraid of conflict, & you were just so headstrong.
what shocked everyone the most is how katsuki change when with you. we all know katsuki; if you look at the guy wrong, he'd punch the look off your face before you could even blink. he was always yelling profanity at someone with a seemingly permanent scowl on his face. the nicknames he gave people were less than savory.
but with you? you could say whatever you wanted, you could act like a princess brat & he would just dote on you. it was your way, or the highway. katsuki would go to the ends of the universe for you-- even if you just wanted a cup of tea. no mean names for you (unless under the shirts), you were his darling, his love. how could he not worship you? you're just so perfect.
he's just so happy to be in your presence, it was as clear as day. he would never say it out loud (unless you batted your pretty eyes at him, of course), but he just relished in your beauty.
loving katsuki is the easiest you've ever gotten the pleasure to experience. people say that he would start fights then never back down. it was quite the opposite, though. he would tease you because you were just so cute all huffy & puffy, but once you started to get actually upset, he would immediately deescalate the situation. profuse apologizes would flow out of his mouth, butterfly kisses up your arm, & if you were truly mad, he would look so hurt.
your fights were rare & far in between. honestly, there wasn't much to fight about because he would avoid them like the plague. you didn't like when he did something? he literally unlearns it on the spot. you didn't like he wasn't doing something? he would immediately jump into action, mentally burning it into his brain.
he didn't want to lose you. you were an angel amongst a dirty sea of sinners, & he was your ever-so-willing worshipper.
he loves that he gets the privilege of seeing your sweet side. you give the world your rough exterior with glimpses into your true self. however, when with him, you can let go of the facade. there was a never ending flow of compliments coming out of his mouth.
"darlin', you're just too sweet for me." "god, i can't believe i'm the lucky one who gets to praise you." "(y/n), you're just so mmm."
life with him got comfortable, never boring. you had your routines. on monday, you'd call at 9 p.m. until midnight. on fridays, you'd get off of work at 6 p.m., & he'd already be outside of your house, waiting to pick you up for a date.
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